Chapter 2- Tales from The Dübener Heide

We are the stories we tell.

I began to make this work as I am terrified of time running out. My age passes and with each year brings a sense of despair, anxiety, and disbelief. It is not just the social constructs of milestone expectations that suffocate me. Not the demise of my fertility or my financial security but a greater responsibility of what I have contributed by living on earth. I find solace in remembering that what we leave behind are the stories we tell.

The reproductive nature of storytelling brings hope. Perhaps this is what led me to create imagery from myths and folklore that have stood the test of time. The ones that pass-through generations and establish themselves as the foundations of tradition.

By immersing myself in each region and culture I visit for this project I bring an alternative account, one separated from the tales so embedded within the place. My curiosity and naivety bring a fresh approach to myths and anecdotes and helps us experience them as reborn stories that I hope will live on.

Stories we can feel, learn from, and inspire us to reflect on how we each have a beautiful story to tell.

Following on from my work in Romania (Chapter 1- Youth without age, life without death)

I am embarking on the next chapter, this time in the Dübener Heide forest in North east Germany.

This work is inspired by multiple tales from the region; mixing fiction and reality to paint scenes that evoke nostalgia and emotion. I am. now at a point where I have so many ideas and collaborations in place but no funding to continue

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