Katy Hillier

A shoe pressing into wet mud. Clay between your fingers. Pressing something. The satisfaction when it bounces back. Chubby Cheeks. Pillows. Blu-Tack. Jelly. A sponge. Bellies. Mouths. These are some of the infinite forms of Squish.

My practice explores what Squish is. I investigate how Squish can be used. My work envelops larger ideas of anxiety, connection and interaction with the overarching search for Squish.

I lose myself in it. Obsessing over every detail. Exploring, playing. I know it inside-out. It’s a compulsion. A habit I can’t break.

Squish is all around you. How big is Squish? What colour is it? Is Squish the same as ‘Squash’ or ‘Squidge’? How does it feel? What makes you think of Squish? What do you do with it?

These are a few in the never-ending list of questions about Squish which I’m trying to answer.

I make Squish.