I came across this little character at an exhibition in Leeds a couple of years ago. I'm interested in those little snapshots of time and how an image can form as part of a fractured narrative.
The rusted wall in the background, for me evokes memories of fishing with my step dad in The Isle Of Man in the early 80's. I'm not too sure how 'good' this little guy really is? Is he winding us up?
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