Apple Blossom

Still life. Nature Morte. My dad used to paint still lives because they were good for you. Like barley malt or Lane’s Emulsion, a ghastly fish-tasting concoction from New Zealand that was forced down my throat as a child. Ah, happy days. So, stuck in the house still suffering from the lung ailments the emulsion failed to cure and … More Apple Blossom

From the Vaults IV

Uh oh, more 80’s stuff. This one was kicked of by a Vladimir Nabokov short story about fear and how we deal with it. From memory the narrator doesn’t deal with it too well. The piece is once again a slightly surreal mixture of still-life elements in an imagined environment. Imagery here includes chattering clockwork teeth … More From the Vaults IV

From the Vaults III

This one was shown in New York as part of the Scotch in the Apple exhibition organised by the Vaughan Gallery in 1992. More Imagist shenanigans here. A fish that will swallow anything, lots of paper cut-out figures, the ticker-tape parade, sinister gloved hands, a cartoon laughing mouth on a stick and so on. The dots … More From the Vaults III

Mt Ohlssen Bagge

For my 50th birthday last year I was given the chance to hike and sketch in the Flinders Ranges in South Australia. This is somewhere I have wanted to visit since I arrived in Australia, so it was a real treat. There was some fantastic walking and a great camping ground at Wilpena Pound. Sadly, … More Mt Ohlssen Bagge

From the Vaults II

Uh oh, more old stuff. I think this might be the last painting I made in this vein. Not only Caravaggio’s chiaroscuro, but a whole sleeve pinched from his Supper at Emmaus. It’s a homage of sorts to Joseph Wright of Derby and to the movie Robocop wherein a similar family pastime is advertised. Post-modern? I … More From the Vaults II