Taken from the exhibition catalogue:

I love the word Liminal. It comes from a Latin word meaning ‘threshold’. Bjørn Thomassen describes it beautifully: Liminality “opens the door to a world of contingency where events and meanings — indeed ‘reality itself’ — can be moulded and carried in different directions”. Uncovering names for the silty, brackish paintings I’ve made, I’m surprised to realise this show has grown from the mangroves where I live. More muted colours have found their way up to the paintings’ surface through the rich Kaipara mud. These new scrambling marks are pneumatophores: ‘specialised rootlike structures that stick up out of the soil like straws for breathing’. The paintings are made of marks looking for oxygen.

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