Kate Baker
It’s a scorcher of a day when I visit Kate Baker at her studio in Sydney; light illuminates her sizeable space and I can see the breadth of her practice all around: sketches, large machinery, a shelf filled with casts of body parts, a section of leaning silkscreens, a computer and two large tables down the middle. ‘Be careful, that’s really sharp’, she warns as I pass by a new delivery of glass sheets.
