You will find abandoned trunks transformed into totems and benches, and wind-blown trees given new life as nature's creatures. Andrew is committed to upholding high standards of practice and conserving the environment.
Andrew was born in Derbyshire in 1973.
After completing a Foundation course in Art and Design at Chesterfield College, he graduated with a BA(Hons) Fine Art (Painting) from Bath in 1995. He became interested in working alongside nature and began work as a Countryside Ranger and a Forester.
In 1997, whilst living in Scotland, he felt his direction was to integrate Fine Art with his environmental experience, choosing to combine outdoor work with creativity in the form of wood sculptures, mostly carved with the sole use of a chainsaw.
His work is often organic in nature, drawing from the immediate environment and, if appropriate, the history of the local area. He values the importance of involving loal people in his sculpture, and where possible,through environmental sculpture workshops.
"Mystical interference slamming through the dynamics of our day, showing us the way.
Soulful hints that glint and glide on the edge of our vision.
Interrupting our daily grind of normality.
Enclosed, encompassed and incubated, within the confines of our lives...
We wait for that sweet magic to lift us out of our forced servitude.
Ever aware, yet never really listening, to those simple yearnings that our soul is singing.
"Awake! Awake! Precious earth child!
Taste the breeze, smell the trees, dance the dance of the leaves!..."
We hear the tune amidst the chaos and noise, we pick up its melody within the clutter of our lives.
We acknowledge the song, we applaud it's bravery.
But within the chaos and shambles of the fight...
it's sound, that sweet blessed music, is defeated by the noise and clatter of modern life.
...like a soft purr, it continues singing it's song... waiting for the slaves to unshackle themselves from their own prisons.
To sing that song and to perform the dance!
And so it continues, the lucid tones mixing and meshing with the sounds of the earth, reminding us always that magic and hope...
faith in its many forms of splendour, is sitting just beneath the surface, slightly hidden...