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  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 hands move before my mind.  I am compelled to seek out labour, I think this is inherited. 


I have also recently been thinking about soap, the body, God, plastic water bottles, mourning something that can’t die, vitality, chicken, heat, chocolate, voicemails and metal. 

©GRACE CLIFFORD!