This is the third in a series of three paintings all of which centred and subsequently evolved around images of ancient ruins. The original visuals were researched and found online but I only use them as reference, as a starting point. And I never know where...
After not picking up brushes and paint for year after year after year, when I finally bought a canvas this was the first artwork I produced. This is the first off the production line in, what was personally, a voyage of re-discovering painting. As usual I didn’t...
So what’s this one all about? Well, it’s the second painting in a series of three, all of which sprang into life and onto the canvas around a central theme of ancient ruins. I like weather-beaten, man-made stone relics and ruins. They remain an intriguing snapshot of...
This work heralds a change of direction and a departure in theme and subject matter from previous canvases. Although I find it perplexingly difficult to explain my choices and the reasons behind the decisions I made. I’ve long admired the work of Laurence Alma-Tadema (1836 -1912)....
A ‘Still Life’ for the 21st. Century. My second visit, with this painting, to an earlier theme and subject matter. But this time the title tells it like it is. I set the whole thing up using a black background which changed as soon as the paint...
OK, here’s the story behind how this painting came into being. I’d bought a 152.4 cms by 50.8 cms (or 60 inches by 20 inches in old money) linen canvas in an art-store sale. I’d had it for ages but didn’t know what I was going...
There were no iPads, laptops or smartphones when I was a kid. Not even colour TV. At the age of 8 my imagination was ignited by comics. I spent my ‘Saturday Sixpence’ on The Dandy, Beano, Topper, Beezer or Eagle. Most were printed and published...
I was eating a raisin cookie one morning and I thought, I know, maybe I should paint this. So, I set about mocking up a still-life arrangement using raisin cookies and changing things, adding stuff and moving things around, as you do. I bought the dark chocolate...
This is one of those paintings I had a glimpse of in my mind's eye before I put paint to canvas. The blown glass bauble was a surprise present. The skull is a souvenir from Bali. I saw it, thought it striking, so bought it. The pink-iced-person...
The Kimberley Desert, Western Australia, circa 1897. This was an inhospitable, arid, unforgiving land where the heat and the flies were constant, unwanted companions. Out there in the outback the likelihood of meeting a young, nubile, lone female was rare if not unheard of! For the...