About
‘Boundaries form both the beginning and the end of things. They are what defines a thing and where it begins to fall apart. The closer you look at something the rougher its edges become and the more permeable. The river and the river’s bank are inseparable, night does not fall it creeps. Reality, like truth, is a moveable feast.’ (PS 2019)
After many years working in central London, Patrick Semple abruptly left and grafted himself onto a rural life in north-east Scotland, merging something of the city with something more wild. After some years, that wilderness then returned with him to a studio on the edge of Deptford Creek. It is a tidal creek with a reach of over seven metres. Trains roar over the bridge, ducks laugh and at low-tide the green timbers of the past lie exposed to the insects.
Patrick Semple has also been known as PatrickS3mpl3, Patrick StPaul and Old World Monkey. There is an old journal gathering dust here.