So exploring a sense of identity I am working with both clay and a very difficult paper.

The clay came about when I discovered Sumerian glyphs, the earliest recorded writing, created by pressing a stylus into clay. Handling clay took me to thumb pots, made simply by pressing into clay with my fingers, leaving traces of my hand in the bumpy resultant pot. Amongst the many thoughts that went through my mind was one about the birthplace of intense creativity that once helped us understand the world around us and how now once again it also holds our attention and challenges our thinking.

Just as consideration of dementia challenges me.

My paper throws up more challenge. It is a thin tissue that, when wet tears at any opportunity and yet creates a wonderful surface to hold a mark.