Rich McCoy | Mythopoetic Artist | Sculptures, Paintings & Commissions

I make poems, objects, and ritual.

Built from scrap timber, bone, pixels, and what the world discards.
Written, spoken, carried in the hand.

The work comes from memory, ancestors, and old stories that refuse to die.

I live in a converted bus at the edge of a paddock in Aotearoa, New Zealand.
Beneath an oak tree, I gather stories.

Written Works

Son of Fire

Poems, stories, and spoken pieces drawn from ancestry, memory, and the old myths that still shape us. An ongoing body of work. A long conversation with the fire.

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Feature Collection

Manawydan - In dreams, I walk with you

Photographs made with faulty century-old cameras and long-expired film. The sea, the coastline, weather, light. Grain, leaks, accidents. Whatever the film decides to give back.

In dreams, I walk with you

Portfolio Collection

Songs the Oak Father taught me

Small constructed worlds and hand-built scenes. Dioramas, fragments, and quiet landscapes. Including Heart Songs from Summerland, Saudade Lunations for Theia, and The Sanctuary.

Songs the Oak Father taught me

Current Project

HeARTh Tales

Long-form conversations with artists and makers. Recorded online and on the airwaves. Stories about how and why they make what they make.

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Photo by Matt Palmer

Experimental Interface Project

The Mushroom Farmer

An experimental image space built from fungal photographs. Images appear and arrange themselves at random, forming shifting patterns like a mycelial network. Something to wander through rather than scroll past.

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