
Here are stories of artworks that (mostly) haven’t been publicly exhibited yet.

Potato Peeling Machine, 2024. Childhood memories of Dad's fish & chip shop include the rhythmic "dooka-dooka-dooka" sounds of the magic potato peeling machine.

Chan Foon, 2021, oil. Exhibition: Crackerjack, Browne School of Art. My grandparents ran one of the last Chinese laundries in NZ. Chan Foon laundry machinery is held in the Pātaka Art + Museum collection.

The Florist's Dog, 2020, acrylic and oil on canvas. During lockdown, I wanted to paint my friend's dog, using a photo from her Instagram. Later, I found out it wasn't actually her dog.

Jam at Anawhata, collage and digital, 2022

Osca Moon, 2024, mixed media. This furry electric blue sculpture was made in honour of Osca Moon (2006 -2023), my beloved 17 year old seal Tonkinese cat.
![[Untitled], 2024. My ancestors arrived in NZ in the 1880s and put down roots around the country. These soils were collected from sites of personal and historical significance.](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/653cdf741dba722a34c0757c/5cde74a1-6169-49dd-865e-b56e27ff74b1/Bottles_002.jpg)
[Untitled], 2024. My ancestors arrived in NZ in the 1880s and put down roots around the country. These soils were collected from sites of personal and historical significance.

The Green Apple, 2021, acrylic. My grandfather passed away in his laundry, and though he'd been unwell, he didn't seek medical help. He lived his last days on a diet of green apples.

Untitled, 2021, charcoal on paper