The Cycle of Life

Watered by the warm water I used to wash my dad's dead body, the little black and white forest grows and greens. As it starts fruiting., the cycle of life becomes obvious

I’ve produced a series of artworks sharing some of what I learnt about the Cycle of Life whilst my dad was dying. My dad wisely didn’t stop living just because the doctors told him that he was terminally ill. Like many doctors, I had thought I was something of an expert at dying. But then …

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3. Heartbeat: digital collage

Heartbeat: This image shows what happened when my dad took his last breath

This digital collage is about what happened to my dad’s heartbeat when he took his last breath. I’m showing the sound and light and movement during the multimedia performance in the Showroom gallery. The image shows a colleague clapping my dad’s heartbeat (on the left) and me talking (on the right). On either edge are (white on …

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2. Deathbed Skiing: the words

Talking into the Story Bus

Here are the words I said at the multimedia performance of Deathbed Skiing at the Showroom gallery, along with a few images:   Deathbed Skiing Later on my dad stops talking. Gets less responsive. More restless restless restless.  I want to freshen him up. Put his arms. Around my neck  Sit him. Forward. And He. Tries. to get out of …

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