I work mainly in sculpture and installation.

I would rather lose my phone, wallet and keys than my notebook, I sleep next to it. The same reason I wake up in the morning is the same reason I wake up at night. I am compelled to seek material by a force I respect deeply and don’t want or know how to explain. I cannot believe it could be me. I think Churches and Factories are the same thing. I love horses in a way that it physically pains me sometimes. If I had a horse I wouldn’t make work. My practice absorbs environments, ideas, feelings and experiences I encounter. My hands move before my mind often. 

I have also recently been thinking things around soap, God, plastic water bottles, mourning something that can’t die, vitality, chicken, addiction, chocolate, voicemails and metal.

©GRACE CLIFFORD!