An African Gem: Bushmans Kloof

An African Gem: Bushmans Kloof

by | Nov 16, 2016 | Travel

I fell in love with Africa in 2008. I had visited the continent before, as a child in the 1960’s, visiting Tunisia and Libya. I had experienced the Arab Africa, the souks, the Sahara and the Saharan Atlas, in my teenage years. Its landscape and brilliant light forever...

Traumatized

by | Nov 11, 2016 | Lifestyle, Uncategorized

It didn’t start well. The show was hung, and the private view was going well, but I was starting to feel increasingly unwell. One of the visitors said my painting made her heart sing, but I was inarticulate, barely able to hold a conversation, not an intelligent one...
What do you paint?

What do you paint?

by | Nov 10, 2016 | art, art as language, drawing, painting

Classic question, isn’t it? Everyone’s response when you say you paint, occasionally bitten off halfway through when the questioner realises the foolishness of asking.  “I do flower paintings” is my standard riposte to this question. An answer as misleading as the...
Shock to the System

Shock to the System

by | Oct 18, 2016 | art, Lifestyle, painting

It’s just on three months since I had the nephrostomy. Three months with a catheter into my kidney draining wastes into a bag strapped to my leg.  Three months of this sploshing as a half full bag of piss moves against my leg as I walk. Three months of this warm damp...
Art Flowering

Art Flowering

by | Oct 11, 2016 | art, art as language, Lifestyle, painting, photography

Eighteen months is a long time, in any world not just, as they say, in politics. In the Seaford art world it is bringing changes as the Crypt Gallery becomes a trust, the gallery being leased by the council to a charitable trust formed by the Friends. Eighteen months...
The Dustman and the Baroness

The Dustman and the Baroness

by | Sep 23, 2016 | art, Environment, Lifestyle, painting

It’s been a long road to the studio in Seaford, and time has taken its toll on my body, if not my mind.  Testing time through which my art and my lover have sustained me. It has been quite a journey. When I left college I worked as a bar/cellar man for four or five...
Another day, another poppy

Another day, another poppy

by | Sep 6, 2016 | art, art as language, drawing, Lifestyle, Op Art

I am an early riser. I normally wake around 6.30 and wander downstairs in my dressing gown. Usually I pick up a camera and head into the garden to take my morning photograph. The camera is heavy, the back door locked, the cat demanding. The cat is given a thorough...