I make work about openings.

Across weaving, painting, collage, ceramics, photography, text and sound, I return to sites where surface gives way: throat, bark, seam, seed, wound, membrane. I am drawn to apertures. I am drawn to places where pressure builds and something interior insists on emergence.

My practice moves between the anatomical, cosmological and the geological. Crystals echo mouths. Tree resin mirrors scar tissue. Warp threads hold tension like vocal cords. I work with fibre as incision and repair; with pigment as vibration; with collage as a method of layering interior states into landscape. Repetition, symmetry and curvature operate as structural devices, hinge points where inside turns outward.

As a member of the Black diaspora who grew up ethnically ambiguous, I learned early that surface is charged. Skin is read, misread, projected onto. In my work, surface is not metaphor. It is membrane: a site of negotiation between legibility and opacity, body and land, self and environment.

I think with sound system and dub culture as models of resonance: bass as grounding, reverb as memory, vibration as relation. The body speaks; the land answers. Aperture becomes exchange.

I make to surface what was not permitted to surface. I make so that fragmentation can take form.

mayson.taylor@hotmail.com