In the wake of Louise Arner Boyd

My relationship with the sea has always been, and still is, tinged with trepidation and fear. I find the sea/ocean sublime in every sense of its meaning – from the calm to the horror of the storm. I cannot fathom it either physically or philosophically. It remains a mystery even though oceanographers have mapped/charted the surfaces and the deep. During the past four years I have made a series of voyages in the wake of the American explorer Louise Arner Boyd who sailed several times to the Arctic between 1924-36. Outside America she is virtually unknown. I kept logbooks, journals, photographs and drawings that trace and record my voyages.

I told an artist friend that I was following in the wake of Louise Arner Boyd and she said “my dear, you don’t follow in anyone’s wake - you make your own”.