‘Grammar of animacy’ open now at @1bwindowgallery Delicious reflections from @evagrrrrrrrrrr Feral interruptions, for example.  Under a great and expected darkness, matted with stars, the architecture of ordinary life is upended. This occurs when materials are allowed to behave. The fractals are let loose, so to speak.  Your normal day begins like so: a kettle is boiled, heated by the earth’s displeasure. You consume the news next. Each bite tears at the face of the day. Your little wet tongue chewing on the letters, forming the correct shapes in a silent manner. They taste inexcusable and you remember something of their past.  Over time, the news is further pulped into your cheeks. You spit it out unsure of how you got here. Above your eyes a black dart whines - the fruit fly has impeccable time-management skills.  You realise now you must move through the house as if wading pleasantly through a pond. Someone else picks up the book and the front door opens. Slowly, your sculptural visions are unlocked by the potential of trash. The street ahead rears up to expose the zebra crossing you have known for some time now. As you trace its spine you realise it has contracted some kind of grief because of the way it appears to be flaking.  A great swell of nettles emerges as it always does from the back, and a pig is saddled for riding. The instructions around you add up differently. This is the first phase of animalizing.  As you walk, deciding to call it such, you are in a state of complete noticing. And this, of course, can cause you irritation - especially in the corner of the eyes. You rub them to begin collecting your wonders.  The walk stretches into a gentler infinity - one you need to get accustomed to. As you fill your bag you are two people trying to understand one another. For some reason, you have chosen each other to render this attempt.  Your bag is heavy, though unquiet. Its seams are flush and green with many cells, building their silly little kingdoms. You are slowing down (due to the weight of the bag) but also because the umbrella you have found is beating her wings against you. Something in that about drag and the destiny of air.

I have spent the last few months taking in a new sky, new mountains, new hours of blue. Today we open ‘Blue hour and all the rest’ a 24 hour exhibition occurring in different places in Seydisfjordur, Iceland. I will be showing some new paper-pulp artworks in the exhibition ‘Thank you I love you’ at Herðubíó and some paper-based pieces at ‘Yellow all hours all yours’ in the Bell tower in the local church. I will also be hosting a radio show titled ‘Near and far’ at 1am this evening / morning and invite all, both near and far, as we meet in missing one another through song and sounds. This can be reached via (link also in bio) https://app.radiocult.fm/embed/popout/seyisfjorur-community-radio?theme=midnight&primaryColor=%231e21be&corners=sharp&playerDisplay=event plus many other radio snippets over the next 24 hours, please join us for these blue hours.

To celebrate the National Gallery’s 200th birthday, I was commissioned to make a 3 metre tall cake because how else can you fit 200 candles on!? What a wild few weeks it’s been, a HUGE thank you to my brilliant friends, family, flatmates and amazing cousin @joevessey for their overwhelming support and assistance on this project. The sculpture was built from recycled birthday cards, paper scraps, old drawings, contributed poetry, exhibition catalogues and letters to name just a few. This collaboratively made material brought me additional support and company during intense studio making, messages, sentiments and stories filled this sculpture with the voices of many. Visitors were invited to add their own drawings and messages into cards made in the gallery over the weekend. The 200 carpenter pencils that top the cake celebrate the 200th anniversary of the gallery and nod to the complex wooden structure hidden beneath the paper panels. The sculpture will now be recycled into new works and the paper pulp cycle will continue. And…to top it all off, I completed the install on the birthday of my new baby nephew! What a weekend 🎂 #nationalgallery #nationalgallerylondon nationalgallery200 #NG200

Join me next Sunday for the outdoor workshop Ground Support with @communal_clay at SET Social in Peckham 💚 Inviting collective approaches to group reading in a non-intimidating and playful way, we will repurpose language through physical material and land art. Exploring our relationship to land through collaborative making and reflection, language will be reimagined and reshaped into visual forms that will be brought into a dialogue with the ground through gentle, collaborative actions. Participants will be encouraged to consider processes of transformation, care, and renewal through recycled material processes including the paper-pulp making that I regularly engages with. Taking place in a month associated with planting seeds and returning to nature, the workshop will support those joining to become attuned to seasonal rhythms and gestures of growth and grounding. This workshop will offer a space to slow down, connect with others and engage with material cycles in a thoughtful and embodied way. Tickets (also in my bio): https://gel.now/events/412?utm_source=ig&utm_medium=social&utm_content=link_in_bio&fbclid=PAdGRleAR2dcxleHRuA2FlbQIxMQBzcnRjBmFwcF9pZA8xMjQwMjQ1NzQyODc0MTQAAadUVInQp7S8odCUndF24st83rG4lgeLjOsD2N4UaRz2lWfgfka78cqR1qDviw_aem_ugeahSR6OfB2cGJw7EMkcA Location: 55A Nigel Rd, London SE15 4NP

Tomorrow eve 21:00-00:00 @stratford_east theatre bar find me playing some reggae & soul 45s with a sprinkling of disco on tape 🔮 Free entry E15 1BN 📸: @itsmistam

Returning to the wick this weekend for Queens Yard Summer Party (!) I’ll be playing some downtempo swells, Mancunian acid house and funky grooves from 7pm till 10 🔮 Find me at @burnt_umber_brasserie sharing some of my fave records and maybe even a cassette or two if I’m feeling brave… Excited to see some dear pals back in the old stomping ground, come see the bank hol in with us not one to be missed x Free entry before 9pm tickets via https://ra.co/events/2165636 LuSay say whatttttttttt

Paper pulp enthused into the shape of a plastic weight filled with sand to prevent construction site fences from falling to the ground whilst other ground is being opened nearby. This sculpture took months to dry, harboured returning mould, broke into two pieces and was reattached by tarmac being used to fill in ground outside my studio. Fallen posters and carbon print drawings tattoo the sculptures surface. Black sand from Icelandic beaches and flaking yellow paint from a road in Seydisfjordur is embalmed into paper pulp made from Icelandic news paper and donated studio scraps. Laid in tandem with zebra crossing stripes, yellow ones echo them from a far now on the piece of wood found on a London street. My yellow shoes meeting a pavement found ‘Lu’ close to the new ground I regularly walk over. Continuing words from @evagrrrrrrrrrr Feral interruptions, to explain. Feral interruptions are an unexpected ‘rule’ which appears in the grammar of animacy. These can be verbal or corporeal. They are generally concerned with ‘eschatos’, a condition of end-times that present ambiguous alternative conclusions to escalating present-tenses. Feral interruptions are usually experienced among people whose world views momentarily collide with matter on the ground. Sometimes they appear as dreams. For example, a recognisable motif is the red crocodile chair. This can represent the ineffable feeling of making a bad business deal after the collapse of the free trade economy. It can also represent being hungry after you’ve eaten a large meal, also referred to as the “dessert stomach”. It can represent a heightening of some kind of sense- possibly humour. Feral interruptions can absolve you of the need to prove your sentience. Above all, feral interruptions are an excuse to play.

Thank you to all those that joined us for our exhibition opening ‘Grammar of Animacy’ yesterday evening, the spring sun came out for us! A fruitful moment for me and @isabellamorales.studio to collaborate and curate our works in conversation with one another after previously sharing a studio together many moons ago. Always a joy to share this creative lifetime with you Isa 🌞 Open until this Sunday @ 1B Coppermill Lane E17 7HA expect paper pulp, furry creatures and crumbling pavements…

Still feeling the warm energies from the Spring Sapphic Equinox gig last weekend @ Bethnal Green Working Mens Club 🔮 Gorge review and pics from @renzvenzbenz via /celebrating-women-in-sound-inside-the-spring-sapphic-equinox/ (plus some fun moments from the night starring my parents ha)

Join us for Grammar of Animacy, a show by Isabella Morales and Lucie MacGregor. Opening 2 April 2026, 6–9pm, 1B Coppermill Lane. The title, from a phrase in the book ‘Braiding Sweetgrass’ by Robin Wall Kimmerer, ‘Grammar of Animacy’ refers to the consideration of all living things (plants, animals, rocks water) as collaborators rather than as seperate objects of the human experience. Resonating with the making approaches and creative process Isabella and Lucie explore, their individual and collaborative art making considers materials as alive, relational and activated by touch. This exhibition brings together new works that harbour their shared interests in sustainable materialities and reflections of transformative and hand-held forms of material symbiosis. Opening: 2 April 2026, 6–9pm Open from 3–5 April between 12–6pm 1B Coppermill Lane, E17 7HA Excited to show some new paper pulpy works and to see some familiar and new faces, come along if you can! Free to attend but tickets available here or via the link in my bio: /e/exhibition-grammar-of-animacy-tickets-1985869021702?aff=oddtdtcreator

Remembering the xylophone ice and the surreal landscape of Jökulsárlón… winter into spring shifts are here!

✨️ SAPPHIC SPRING EQUINOX ✨️ What started out as an idea in band practice four weeks ago became real, may pole included, at @bgwmc on Saturday! Thank you to @louella.lucas @com.ic.sans and @lu__say for being part of our Sapphic Spring Equinox Party 💓 And thank you to everyone who came to support a beautifully queer lineup that blended genres and proved that not everything needs to be boring and predictable to sell tickets 🎉 We're over the moon - we are ever grateful for the support, and we want to keep the spirit of giving going. We will be donating our share of the ticket sales to @warchilduk as part of our Rising project with the charity. Stay tuned - more to come on this ahead of the video drop on 29th of April! ✨️ 📸 by @shaun_and_christine