I am fascinated with how people are in part shaped by technology. Much in a 'the medium is the message' way, our behaviours and social interactions are guided not only by innate impulses, or cultural habits, but also by the technological environment we exist within. Many of the obstacles we encounter are man made, be it the road markings and traffic lights in the city, or the structures of the various social media platforms. We have little choice but to adjust our behaviours, and indeed our desires, to the pathways laid out not by nature but by teams of designers and engineers. Where then is our actual self? Does it even exist?



Given our deep dependence on science and technology, its failures can be read as early warning signals of what a complete collapse of our material civilisation would mean. The titles of these works refer to locations and moments linked to such historic disasters as Three Mile Island and Fukushima nuclear incidents, the train derailment of Eschede and the St. Francis Dam burst. 
  
  
One Before Eleven in June, 160 x 120 cm - Hardwood, acrylic
Okuma on a Friday in March, 100 x 65 x 6 cm - Hardwood, Acrylic
100 x 65 x 5 cm - Hardwood, acrylic
100 x 65 x 5 cm - Hardwood, acrylic
Two Before Midnight in March, 60 x 90 x 5 cm - Hardwood, acrylic
​My working life began at dairy processing factories in the Russian heartland, where in halls with eternally wet, tiled floors, steamed-up windows and a web of colour-coded pipes connecting arrays of whirring pumps and trembling machinery, I witnessed the transformative power of heat, filtration and centrifugal force. 
Most importantly, however, I learned of the power of bacterial cultures to silently transform substances, like the spreading of an idea can change a human being into someone else.
Growth I, triptych, 50 x 40 cm each - concrete, lead, wood, graphite, acrylic
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Incubator I & II.      Each: 60 x 70 x 120 cm - Lead, concrete, wood, acrylic