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"Terra Nocta," an original hand-pulled print created using the traditional techniques of copperplate engraving, mezzotint, and drypoint. This artwork presents a powerful and evocative view of Earth as seen from the stark, silent landscape of the moon. The sight of our vibrant blue planet in the vast darkness evokes a profound sense of awe, tinged with a quiet unease when considering the complexities of our contemporary world.
Like a cosmic moth drawn to a distant light, humanity's presence on Earth shines brightly. Yet, against the backdrop of global challenges, the artwork subtly prompts reflection on the fragility of this light and the uncertain future. The deliberate use of historical printmaking methods to depict this modern, almost futuristic scene creates a compelling juxtaposition. It is as if these enduring techniques capture a fleeting moment, inviting contemplation on our place in the cosmos and the lasting impact of our time.
"Terra Nocta" is more than just an image; it is a silent narrative whispered across the gulf of space and time. It invites the viewer to ponder the beauty and vulnerability of our planet, and the legacy we leave behind.
Terra Nocta, Copper Engraving, Mezzotint, Drypoint, 2025. Print size 45x36cm, 17.7x14.2in paper size ~50x38cm, ~19.7x15in. Printed on Hahnemühle Copperplate 300gr "Antique" German mould-made archival quality paper.
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I designed this scene to feel both intimate and claustrophobic. A young man is lost to his screen, but he's not alone. For me, it was crucial that the skeleton wasn't just a passive observer. I posed him as a silent guide, his arm draped over the gamer's shoulder and his hand close to the keyboard, as if subtly influencing every click. He is the physical embodiment of time itself, whispering the temptations of "just one more game" as our real lives wait.
This print is born from my own memories of spending entire school breaks on 16-hour gaming marathons. It's a reflection on that grind—the hunt for XP and gear—and a question of what was truly gained while so much time passed by.A Hidden Message:
To leave no doubt about my message, I engraved a short poem directly into the copper plate, hidden within the velvety black of the background:"My IRL body, an NPC shell,
A sweaty gamer, in XP hell.
A grind for gear, a meaningless goal,
My real-world progress, forever on hold."This work is my call to action: a reminder to focus on our progress in the real world (IRL). To put energy into our health, our minds, and our skills. To become a slightly better version of ourselves each day.
Gamer, Copper Engraving, Mezzotint, Drypoint, 2025. Print size 20x20cm, 7.9x7.9in paper size ~23x23cm, 9x10in. Printed on Hahnemühle Copperplate 300gr "Antique" German mould-made archival quality paper.
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This piece delves into the age-old theme of memento mori, a subject you've likely seen in historical prints where a skeleton, representing Death, appears to a youthful figure. Classically, this scene often featured a young woman gazing into a mirror—a "mirror that flatters not," reflecting the inevitability of our mortal fate.
In "Whisper," I've sought to reimagine this powerful allegory for our modern age. The traditional mirror is replaced by a smartphone. In a way, the phone is a new kind of mirror, but one that does flatter. Through filters, curated profiles, and the endless scroll, we project altered versions of ourselves into the digital world. The piece captures that quiet, intimate moment of absorption, as the ever-present figure of Death leans in, a silent witness to our digital trance.
To deepen the narrative, I have embossed a secret poem on the upper left side of the print. This verse is printed inklessly, creating a "blind deboss" effect. It is nearly invisible from a distance, but as you get closer or let a soft light rake across the surface, the words are revealed. It's a quiet whisper meant for the thoughtful observer:
Each flick and swipe, a moment lost,
A phantom world, at such a cost.
The silent watcher, a grin so wide,
As precious seconds drain and hideThis artwork was created using the meticulous and traditional techniques of copperplate engraving and drypoint. Every line is incised into a polished copper plate by hand before being inked and pressed onto high-quality, archival paper. The sharp, precise details of the engraved line give the image a unique depth and texture.
Whisper, Copper Engraving, Drypoint, 2025. Print size 20x20cm, 7.9x7.9in paper size ~23x23cm, 9x10in. Printed on Hahnemühle Copperplate 300gr "Antique" German mould-made archival quality paper.
"Whisper" is more than just an image; it's a conversation piece and a contemplation on the moments we trade for a phantom world. It would make a meaningful and lasting addition to any art collection.
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I see this scene as a frozen moment where the rhythm of modern life just... snaps. I wanted to capture that heavy, unsettling quiet that happens when the machines stop and we're forced to step out of our steel bubbles and look at the horizon.
Whether this represents a mechanical failure, a climate breaking point, or a sudden moment of collective realisation is entirely up to you.Suspended, Copper Engraving, 2026. Print size 12x18cm, 4.7x7.1in paper size ~17x23cm, 6.7x9in. Printed on Hahnemühle Copperplate 300gr "Antique" German mould-made archival quality paper.
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Pull, wood engraving, print size: 9,5x9cm / 3,7x3,5in, paper size: 14x14cm / 5,5x5,5in, 2025.
This moment, engraved in wood, I've titled "Pull." It echoes my earlier copperplate engraving, "Moths," where a discarded phone became an unexpected lure. Here, the narrative continues, the cool screen now held deliberately.
Initially conceived as "Two Moths" - one drawn to the digital glow, the other the hand that held it - the scene evolved. More moths arrived, a silent congregation upon the illuminated surface and the human touch. This shift underscores the compelling allure, the almost magnetic draw these devices exert.
Consider this: the instinctive flight towards light, now redirected. This isn't a judgment, but a quiet observation of our contemporary reality. This unseen pull, this constant hum of connection that can, paradoxically, create a subtle detachment from the world immediately around us. What unseen forces guide our attention, and what beauty might we miss in their insistent glow?