Harrie is a self-taught artist from the South West of England.

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Raised by her loving mother, Harrie  grew up in an industreal estate.

''The landscape was carved in iron, and adorned in bursts of colour. Graffiti transformed the abandoned rail lines,  into street galleries, disrupting the industrial format... As a kid, The tracks and old carages coverd in graff were my art gallery's. In honesty,  I was oblivious to the street art culture, I couldn't read what the tags said, through my eyes they were abstract compositions of colour smeared across an otherwise bland landscape. I was fascinated by the contrast between, rusted  iron and vibrant colours. As an artist today I am still fascinated with contrast. Wether its texture, colour,  materials or un expected changes in carefully curated formates, within a body of work.''

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'' As Spring bloomed, these old track galleries would transform again. Chaotic eruptions of wild flowers would break through the cracked pavement. Rabbits would start to appear, and the starlings would begin to spin murmurations in the sky. There is a sense of pure joy that would build up as I watched the static galleries 'breathe'. As an artist now I capture this same sense of joy when finding new ways to make my exhibitions breathe. By incorporating a sense of theatre into my events, through interaction, live performance,  projection mapping  and immersive elements.''

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As Harrie grew,  her fascination with artwork became a cathartic outlet to help her navigate her journey from child  into womanhood.  

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'' My art is an act of survival...Art is how I digest the chaos of life. Without it, I would implode, melting into a puddle like the Witch at the end of The Wizard of Oz...''