From a series of 28 which document the ups and downs of a menstrual cycle, these pictures challenge the idea of a fixed, coherent and unified self. Each bouquet is made up of flowers chosen for their symbolic meaning. It is then annotated with that meaning along with extracts from a diary I wrote over 28 days in my twenties. The bouquets collaged together in Photoshop fracture and break down. They are not always pretty and are often out of control. The diary extracts are chaotic and often contradict the imagery.

We should accept as Barthes said the multiplicity of writing where ‘everything is to be disentangled, nothing deciphered.’ There is no one final meaning to be got at in this work. Just lots of meanings appearing and disappearing.