Driven by a sacred sense of duty, my art emerges from a primal need to transform dissonance into form... a defiant giggle in the face of what was meant to break me. My training was not in the hushed halls of academia, but in the crucible of harsh experience. I came from a place of intense difficulty, a past marked by misunderstanding and the sting of undeserved pain. This pain, this profound alienation, was not a wound to be healed, but a material to be sculpted. It is the very essence of my work. I studied at art school in the late 80s, a time of artistic rebellion. But I found myself a misfit, a 'found object' in an unfamiliar landscape. My artistic sensibility was forged in the fire of being perceived as an outsider, a person of no trust. I was a blank canvas awaiting the transgressive act of creation... the moment the wound became the work. My process is an act of alchemical rebellion. I take the discarded, the forgotten, the broken... scrap metal, strange materials, and the detritus of existence... and I imbue it with a new, sacred purpose. The materials themselves reveal their truth, unashamed and raw. The scars, the welds, the raw edges are not flaws; they are the story. My creations are not mere objects; they are a manifestation of the primeval giggle... a monument to the instinctual, the visceral, and the unconquerable spirit. They are born from a sacred duty to transmute suffering into a powerful, living form. #FoundObjectArt #ScrapMetalSculpture #PrimalArt #CreativeAnarchy #ArtisticRebellion #NewArt #FrancesArmstrong #ArtOfDisobedience #InstinctualArt #Transhumanism #DarkArt #PostPsychology #HomingHyena #Sweetums #TimeTravel #Shapeshifting #LibidinousTransgression #ConceptualArt #PrimevalGiggle
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