The “Ugly Butterfly” series of short films is where I explore human emotions that are complex and often, dare I say, unpleasant.
I do this through a character that I call “the ugly butterfly”.
These films share the same motivational force as my touchy-feely series of paintings. There’s something about the crudity in both cases – whether painted socks or an odd creature that doesn’t really look like a butterfly at all perhaps because it was sewn together under the duress of an institutional craft day. This crudity, this childlike simplicity drives me (allows me?) to the explore a darker side of life with humour and compassion.
I love playing with the ugly butterfly because it’s actively trying to wrestle with its own mind. I find it hilarious, sad and compelling. At odds with the world and its Self. It has self-knowledge to a cumbersome degree for a puppet. It knows it’s poorly-made. It knows its stop-motion movements are embarrassingly lo-tech.
But it has fight, damn it.