Jamie Moran

Jamie Moran - BA (Hons) Fine Art

Who is the artist when she is at home?

Who is she in the shower?

And does she really think about you in the way you wish she did?

past her own expectation she holds herself

with strength, she becomes her own rough hand

and in duty she is her own kiss

her body is bare in the leaves

and though she reaches out to touch grace clumsily

the branch holds steady as the wind blows

something aquarian and undeniable

qualified in stars and school reports

she gets lost and she wants to find

she is forced to be fixer

and her tiger eyes are faithful in their search for feeling

but unsteady in the vulnerability of contact

Who is the artist when she is alone?

Who is she on the train?

And who does she think she is?