I’m Benji, a small-town artist from Somerset currently living in Bristol. I grew up in a quiet village, with my childhood spent watching cartoons and playing with my Jack Russell dog, Buster, in the fields around my house.
I have always had a love of art and making things, creating many paper craft board games as a child that had overcomplicated rules and the tiniest of playing pieces. My college years were spent behind a camera. My final exhibition was a golden framed 7 by 5-foot close up photo of a model resembling a wood nymph staring directly at the viewer with blazing red hair in the warm morning haze of a woodland. They wore an outfit I had stitched together from pieces of green cotton that I hand felted to make look like bits of moss. Exhibitions have been a big part of what I have enjoyed about making art, both showcasing my own work and my peers. My past work included abstract art pieces I made from trunks of wood that I had chopped-up, charred and then pinned back together, as well as creating a mirror maze inside an old wooden beehive that you could see inside, it was placed on a plinth covered in living grass, with the sounds of buzzing bees playing from within.
Stories were at the heart of what I enjoyed growing up, whether books, TV shows or films. This grew into an appreciation of sci-fi and fantasy as an adult, fascinated by the ethical dilemmas of sentient robots and enchanted by the old epic stories of wizards and heroes. All of this creating a forest of ideas in my mind that has continued to show in the narrative aspects of the work I’ve made and the attention to detail with everything I do.
Aardman, Pixar, and Studio Ghibli are amongst favourites of mine. I was (still am) fascinated by the ‘behind the scenes’ extras growing up and always wanted to work in animation. Although my life went in a different direction, I have recently finished my BA(Hons) in Animation at the University of the West of England’s Bristol School of Animation. My goal is now to get my footing in the professional animation industry and get making stories.
I’d also love to share this whimsical photograph of my grandma Patricia ‘Pat’. Taken in 1953, it shows her at age 17, with her mother Mary behind her in the distance, outside the house her father Arthur built.
I’ve recently been taking my grandma to see all kinds of films at the cinema and found this photo in a drawer which made me smile.