radical self-realisation, the sculpting of the body and the internals through diy-means to be the most pure, authentic form of myself is my mantra. my voice is trans and queer and angry and horny and afraid, and i refuse to be muzzled. my work bites at the necks of those who demonise transness and clings tightly to those like me. my process reflects my transition, i construct and deconstruct and reconstruct with energy. i am interested in my identity, the identities that came before me and the relationship between them, patriarchy and capitalism.
i can usually be found drinking coffee in my bedroom studio on the south coast of England, in my underwear and an oversized, paint splattered shirt.
Amber is currently working on a new, yet to be announced project.acts of gender crisis, rituals in transformation, calls of sexuality, cries of fear, bursts of rage, fits of paranoia, thoughts of depravity, internal warfare, external servitude, a dog chasing joy, a body of parts, a self-cannibal, the girl on a never-ending quest, the dead boy, the parts in-between, an abandoned pet, a lustful soul, the piss girl, the armpit enjoyer, eyes full of loss, blooded teeth, horrified, hopeful, girl in the fire, on my knees in front of god and she smells like sweat
