I have spent time trying to define my process.

The Insideout show at the Falmouth Arts Centre resulted in a satisfactory conclusion of ideas. I labelled buildings in Quay street, Falmouth with the title of the building as it was in and around 1880. On the label I put the individual who ran the hotel and any other information I found, like age etc. Every building on the street 100 years ago was a hotel. Not so now, slightly seedy and run down. Maybe not that different from before.

I have been putting together a proposal for a travel bursary to Hawaii. This, apart from being difficult consolidated some ideas I had about wanting to work abroad in another community. This brought up some issues that have been pertinent to my practice. How much of my practice do I let become autobiographical? It feels to easy a step, and one that cause uncomfortable inward reflection. It is a fairly new area for me to explore. It takes to task my motivation for pursuing various avenues i.e. my photographic representation of Southern California. Am I still seeing things through the eyes of a child? Am I indulging in reminiscence because it is a comfortable place to be?