I always thought I was odd, strange and not quite normal. Never interested in sport or any other social interaction, I dislike meeting new people – always struck dumb with small talk unless I am with people that I know and know well. I have poor memory recall and loath change. My psychosis is like the tide, ebbing and flowing, an ephemeral obstacle that blends the reality with the fantasy, the delusion with the factual, mixing wanton desires with normal life aspirations. My psychologist diagnosed that I was Autistic. I have Asperger’s Syndrome. From an early age, I have always been fascinated with toy figures. I was always more interested in the pilot than the model plane or the tiny toy passengers than the actual train set. Action figures have always been apart of my life. I could control my play…no one to upset the intricate machinations of the fantasy world I created. In hindsight, I guess it was part of my ‘Aspergers’ that I found comfort playing with these toys where I could control the relationships between the figures – relationships that I found difficult to have in real life. With the use of toy figures, lighting effects I have developed and the use of specialist macro lenses, I have blended the artificial with the authentic, mixed the real with the uncanny.