All £40 each excl. postage – except for no. 4 which is £50 due to the smaller run

These will be unframed Giclee prints in editions of 5 (except no. 4) : signed, dated and numbered.

If you would like to pre-order one please contact me at info@rotten-tropics.com and quote the corresponding number(s) next to the print(s) you would like

After much delay I’ve now uploaded a collaboration from a few months ago, which was the documentation of Sam Kastin’s A Play for the Garage.

We discussed the filming of the play beforehand and were in agreement that it should attempt to capture the rawness and awkwardness of the live event, which was achieved by using Lars von Trier’s Dogme ’95 manifesto as a reference point. Editing was kept loose with a focus on the gesture, time and space as opposed to a flowing narrative structure.

You can view it here now. I hope you enjoy it + feel free to leave comments on the vimeo page.

Mundane snapshots of agricultural labour to build an occult ritual. A rural mythology from the heart of England. A spell. The water, the dirt, the seeds, the stones. The pyramid crumbles. The air burns.

Rather than following  typical narrative flow, the film threads together like a tapestry, showing glimmers of cruelty and tenderness in the extreme. What sits within this is a series of arias representing human events within the unyielding flow of time. These are somewhat like myths and folk-stories woven together by an intertwining journey, which the titular icon painter Andrei Rublev follows both geographically and mentally.

The visualisations of folklore that I can recall most strongly are: the balloon, the fool, the witches, the bell. These segues of narrative create temporal sinks within the overarching history Tarkovsky leads us through. I use the term folklore here entirely due to their isolated positions within the temporality of the film. Rather than acting as points within a cohesive narrative whole these sections provide us with a mirror of Rublev’s paintings – fables passed on through word of mouth until they are stilled upon the cathedral’s walls for all to see.

This was split into two and given as cards to my brother and dad. Still working on getting the colour reproduction right when cleaning scanned images up to be printed…I think this is the best so far.

A lone being struggles through forest, bog, and heath; exploring a catalogue of sensory experiences. Later, on a far off shore a figure strides beneath towering industry; tends crops, gathers materials, drifts on. A shrouded cataclysm lies at the core – an untamed fire, consuming this world from the inside out.

Fleet.Miscue will be screening in the shorts programme Elementals: Presence at Alchemy Film Festival in Hawick, Scottish Borders on Saturday 22nd October at 11am. Both myself and Oliver Lewis are hoping to attend and give a Q&A.

Festival Programme

This was penned as an engagement present for dear friends.  Dream on. Peal on.

Vibrations: Isolated from Exterior Time by Magik Markers  &  Memory by Animal Hospital

My style has been developing quite a lot of late, with a move towards more spacial pieces, and attempting to bring together tried and tested techniques into a more satisfying whole. Trance states abound.

You can check out “Cosmonaut” amongst some other new additions, in the gallery

Almost done with the one on the left…I should be updating with progress on the other one before the day is out

My wonderful workspace this weekend…oh go on then, have some Easter eggs as well.