No Net Ensnares Me Framed Original Contemporary Digital Fine Art

Jul 24

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Welcome to my July collection of Original Contemporary Digital Fine Art! Moving house has a peculiar way of making you consider what it means to carry a life from one place to another. As I packed mine into boxes ready to move this July, I found myself thinking about all the things we accumulate that could never be packed away. The words we have read, the songs we have loved, the films we return to, the places we have called home, the people we have known and the memories scattered amongst them. Small fragments collected across a lifetime that somehow become part of who we are.

The feathers throughout this collection grew from that idea, I began to imagine life as a kind of migration. As we travel through it, we leave feathers behind in the places we have been, while gathering others from everything that touches us along the way. Some remain with us for years, some drift away almost unnoticed, others become so deeply woven into us that we carry them for the rest of our lives. Like a bird in flight, we carry what belongs to us, shed what no longer needs to follow, and continue towards whatever horizon comes next.

No Net Ensnares Me

There are moments when freedom means leaving something behind, not because it meant nothing, but because there comes a point when remaining tethered to what was begins to ask more of us than stepping into what might be. No Net Ensnares Me takes its title from Charlotte Brontë’s Jane Eyre, and from one of literature’s fiercest declarations of independence. I have always loved the idea that we can care deeply, carry memories with us, and still belong entirely to ourselves. That, to me, is the strange beauty of leaving. We do not have to erase where we have been in order to move beyond it. We can take the stories, the love, the lessons and all the little feathers gathered along the way, while allowing everything else to fall gently behind us. A new horizon does not ask us to forget the old one, it simply asks us to fly towards it.