At the moment, I have a thing about found skulls, and in a Cornelia Parker-like way, and also with shades of inspiration from Simon Armitage ( This book, this page, this harebell laid to rest. Between these sheets, these leaves, if pressed still bleeds a watercolour of the way we were.). In preserving these touchable and three dimensional objects, and rendering these organs, that harbour identity and being, into two simple 2 dimensional forms and very literal dimensions, I feel that they become, like chalk and limestone, their own biological and calcium based lexicons. Rather than the obvious three dimensions that we are familiar with, these now 2 dimensional forms concentrate their own carbon-based aesthetic into a two-dimensional text so that the resulting paper-based forms directly become bone poems.