'CRASH'

‘PLASTIC SAMURAI’

JH: “The first person I saw die was a jet car driver on Santa Pod drag strip when I was a kid. That’s some kind of pastime - knowingly dancing with death. Such a glamorous high speed ending stuck with me. For someone who’s abstained from road driving most of their adult life I’m deeply attracted to cars and bikes and helicopters and just about any machine that goes fast. If I can I’ll shoehorn a helicopter or two into commercial projects. In part it’s the inherent danger that’s so alluring with aircraft and fast cars but for sure it’s also the industrial aesthetic I fetishise - the hardware - the workshops - the tools - the graphics - the race wear.”

‘SHOOTING PEOPLE IN THE ARSE’

“Growing up in the 1970’s and 80’s war was an inescapable theme. Culturally I don’t think WWII ended until 1977 when Star Wars came along and put WWII in space. But it was living through the Cold War and that daily threat of nuclear annihilation that surely had the biggest impact. As romantic as aspects of that whole East vs West thing were back then; all the intrigue and mystery and the curious Eastern Bloc radio stations you’d chance across late at night broadcasting polkas and disinformation, I often wonder about the psychological impact that nuclear terror had on us as children growing up then. Many people my age went to sleep as children with the same bad dream of trying to outrun a missile strike. Just as children do elsewhere in the world today.”

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“I’ve always dreamed of escape, of getting away from society and staying hidden. Something I return to again and again when drifting off to sleep is of lying in a shallow trench dug into forest trail, covered over with foliage with a rifle by my side. I imagine lying hidden there for days, quite happy to be concealed in the warm ground, listening to the sounds of the forest and just now and then shooting people in the arse as they walk over me.”