"This book is a study of the things we cannot see. It is an ode to the suburbs
and the creatures that come to life within its mundanity.
I spent my childhood alone with views of rooftops and chimney stacks,
wondering where all the creatures from my storybooks were, why I couldn’t
see them in the suburban landscape where they so clearly belonged.
Now what I’m grown this idea keeps me company, and during a year of solitude, I decided my hometown needed monsters.
The result is this book.
It is where I live, what I see,
and how I wish it could be.
I call it Gloaming”
Hardback. 113 pages 160x220 mm