A good while back I was obsessed with the old blues player, 'Leadbelly, The King of the 12 String'. And while reading his biography I found a line where he described this woman he was after as a, regular wildcat. She was someone he was attracted to but didn't know why, a free spirit who was always just out of his reach.
That description jumped out at me and at the time,
I could think of no greater compliment; it summed up
in two words everything I could strive to be: wild, free, imperfect, independent. So I took his words
as my creative moniker.
As time went on, 'Regular Wildcat' became a sort of adjective to describe the things I was making. Whether they were crazily knitted scarves, hand-sewn surfboard bags, black and white photographs or loose drawings, chances are if they were born from my hands they were immediate, a little wild and just slightly imperfect.
Nowadays, I admit my style to be a shade more
refined but still totally regular wildcat.
Photographs by Michele Lockwood
Artworks by Michele Lockwood