Bengal Tiger

I want to feel colour. I want it to bathe me in its cascade of intangible light.
This body of work is a contemplation on colour, context, curiosity, and choice.
I had to make a choice. I chose a colour. I chose a colour I wouldn't usually be drawn to. The colour was called 'Bengal Tiger'. I assumed there had to be a match for Bengal Tiger out there. I started to search for another Bengal Tiger everywhere I travelled. Sometimes, I would deliberately seek Bengal Tiger, sometimes I would wait for it to surprise me.​
I documented Bengal Tiger imitations everywhere I went. I came close to Bengal Tiger. I was tricked by the changing light. I grew more and more curious as to the whereabouts of Bengal Tiger. I started to wonder if I was looking in all the wrong places.
I hoped Bengal Tiger was hiding in unsuspecting environments. I began to look in unexpected, unusual places. I began to document my external influences, artists, and musicians. I believed that they could lead me to Bengal Tiger. The archiving of the search mattered as a point of reference.
Was Bengal Tiger hiding in plain sight? Had I passed Bengal Tiger by mistake? Was Bengal Tiger tricking me? Was Bengal Tiger all a figment of my imagination? Did Bengal Tiger really exist at all?
Months passed. I became obsessed. Hundreds of colours and influences flashed through my consciousness. The search had amplified meaning, yet in the melee, indifference lurked. I began to lose hope.
I started to leave traces of the original Bengal Tiger everywhere I went. I wished that Bengal Tiger would find me instead. I left crumbs of Bengal Tiger in library books and on supermarket shelves. Public toilets, trains, brick walls, pockets of clothing in charity shops. I even approached friends, asking if they had seen Bengal Tiger.
Then, in Bengal Tigers silence, something wonderful happened. I became increasingly attentive and more aware of colour and light everywhere. The world became a brighter, richer place. Even my dreams became more colourful. I noticed things I had never noticed before.
I grew grateful for Bengal Tiger hiding from me. The process of searching had given me purpose. The search had introduced me to new people and places. I went down paths I would never have travelled otherwise. Bengal Tiger had opened my eyes.
I realised that every moment's notice was washing beautifully through my mind. They all started to melt into one and soothe me. Which is when I decided to create a work that captured the search in its entirety. My intention was to honour the process of the search. To willingly surrender to the tiger within. 
I compiled my archived search into a moving image. With Bengal Tiger at the centre of it all. I projected the finished films into various spaces. I sat with the imagery for many hours. I felt the presence of Bengal Tiger. Bengal Tiger had been there all along, hiding in every corner, colour, feeling and object
At the doorway between time and space.