Sometimes my work is like a succession of notes: first there was an image, from there another image came, from there another one. These images are short sketches of impressions that came to me. Surely worth making a note of, to take down and to keep. But are they independant images? Rather they are a succession of things I should not forget. Not now, nor later.

These sketches, these notes, I put together in books. So they can form a story together. One time I had a book printed, carrying the title 'Coming Home, four abandoned houses in Clare, Ireland'. My later books are handmade, often not on paper, often in edition of 1.