Suffocating Horizons

Suffocating Horizons is an ongoing research project, which traces the shape of climate data from flood predictions, drought-ridden lands, and fire-scorched terrains—mapping a future that feels both distant and imminent. The project evolved from previous work in That Sinking Feeling, and expanded to look at the impact of the climate crisis on our land both currently and in the future. The work began by using annual flood predictions around different European towns and cities by 2050, these submerged landscapes take shape as sculptural vessels, their abstracted forms exploring the delicate tension between destruction and possibility.

Like echoes of a collapsing world, the works exist somewhere between artefact and organism—part vessel, part ruin, part hybrid species emerging from a fractured future. Their textures reflect the land they are born from: raw clay, cracked and eroded like drought-stricken earth; smooth, iridescent glazes reminiscent of oil spills. Each piece holds its own contradiction—both a remnant of loss and a container for something new.

The title Suffocating Horizons speaks to the weight of this reality—the breathlessness of knowing what is coming, of standing at the edge of something vast and irreversible. Accompanying this work is a poem: ‘Beyond Your Last Breath’ that captures that sensation—written from the perspective of Planet Earth who asks the viewer to please shape the horizons differently from the current forecast— embodying the feeling of suffocation, the looming uncertainty, the feeling of being trapped in a story that cannot yet be rewritten.

And yet, within this, there remains a sense of hope.

Not a blind hope, nor one that ignores the severity of the crisis, but a hope rooted in action, in imagination, in the possibility that change is still possible. Inspired by the ideas of Rob Hopkins, these works serve as both warnings and invitations—to think differently, to engage emotionally, to shift perspectives before the horizon disappears entirely.

Through abstraction, these forms create space for reflection—where devastation and beauty, fear and fascination, destruction and reinvention coexist. In confronting what may come, these works ask that we do not turn away, but instead begin to imagine new ways forward.

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‘Beyond Your Last Breath’

I have been here since the dawn of time,  
Turning slowly, as they watch down,
Illuminating my side 
From day to night.

My life is an ongoing transformation,
From earth to air, to fire, to water.
Although I am used to this shifting,
My land is getting weaker–
I am suffocating across my horizons.

Choked on ashes, 
Drowned by my lakes, rivers, seas, and oceans.
I am not meant to be warming like this,
At least not this quickly.

Despite me sending you warnings
That I am burning, flooding, starving,
You do not seem to listen. 

To let it sink in is to admit,
That your hands carve the path which pull you under,
And that confession
Is too vast to whisper.

You are the only ones who can save me,
And yet your greedy minds,
Erode me with each step you take.

Creativity, innovation, and imagination,
There is still time to shape new horizons,
But I fear you will not listen, 
To the cries of the land and your fellow beings.

All the others in which you share me with, 
Are suffering with your downfall.
When will you hear, when will you listen?

They will suffocate as you choke 
On the promises of your destruction. 
And as you move in a mass migration, 
The lucky ones will be the last.

An echo of the land that once stood.
Each ripple touching my side,
With each surge of the tide 
Cities submerged beneath waves.

And in the end there will only be a few remaining, 
The dawn of tomorrow rising on new horizons.
How will you shape the course of this fate?

Yet, I will keep turning
Far beyond your last breath.
Whether I mourn you or forget you,
That choice is yours.