The Greenhouse

My journey into the unknown continues, marking out the waypoints and boundaries in this transformative liminal space of grief. It has led me to an abandoned greenhouse, in the grounds of a forgotten house.

It is a space in which inhabits the culmination of my research so far. Life being one plane of focus in the abstraction of the infinite.
Like vitricolous lichens pioneering colonies on the surface of glass.
It is a permeable ecosystem, a ruin of care where light can enter from every angle. It is a place where absence lives.

When you basically live in Dark Souls

I am a huge fan of the Dark Souls series by From Software, (and also their often overlooked version of Tenchu) and the franchise has always resonated with me, as the bleak, earthy scenery and historic content used in the game has obviously been inspired in part by the ancient strangeness of UK and European Folklore. I happen to live in an area of England in which it’s quite easy to collate my surroundings to the game. Most of this area has been inhabited since the iron age and the surrounding forests around my home are littered with strange holes, illusory doors, ruins and oddities. There is even local legend about a lost village. I will update this post with more images as I take them. Let me know what you think. If you know anywhere that would appreciate this post please share, I like looking at the stats 💀