brit jackson

And so I lifted my eyes
Ur faces don’t rotate
But ur eyes collide

Clay, wax, acrylic on canvas. March 2020
In translation; I realise I am not bound to you

Acrylic on canvas, clay frame. March 2020
You’re watching
Or I’m watching
From u
Onto me but mine

You don’t c like I c u

Clay, wax, acrylic on canvas. March 2020.

Measures of anxiety/ depression/ struggling to stay above water

Measures of loneliness

Physical/ emotional


Shared vs solo sorrow

The shapes of support


Not much has changed for me
But more time to…