Bridget Riley at the De La Warr Pavilion

Bridget Riley at the De La Warr Pavilion

When I went to art college in the mid 1960’s the big art movement of the day was so-called ‘Op Art’, with Bridget Riley paintings being pirated for use on everything from dresses to carrier bags. Many of us as students played with the systems and ideas contained in...
Grid Lock

Grid Lock

We use grids daily. Sometimes we don’t recognise them as grids, such as in a carpark. Sometimes we label them with other names such as ‘cells’ when in a spreadsheet for example, or ‘apartments’ in a block of flats. Pixels in digital imagery work as a grid – keep...
A Tea Breeze

A Tea Breeze

The wind came off the sea, fast and hard. Hitting the 300 foot high cliff face it shot upwards joining forces with higher level wind to bend and blast across the path. Birds didn’t take off, they just opened their wings and the wind lifted them into the sky, hurling...
A Waiting Game

A Waiting Game

The exhibition is over, the work either delivered to patrons or stacked in the garage. In the 12 days it was on 400 people came to see the show, and I sold a dozen pieces, including one of the large drawings. Biggest surprise of all was when my partner demanded that...
Cut and Run

Cut and Run

I’ve been playing with cutting up and collaging imagery. I have been using an Albers-like square to explore colour in plants from the garden. Sometimes I have been mixing the mark with imagery directly, not in the sense of filling colour into the image but treating...
Hanging About

Hanging About

I rarely drive across a drawbridge. Especially one where the door have to be held back, their ancient bolt heads securing the planks barely an inch either side of the car. All the while martial music played through the loudspeakers. The rutted cobbles made the...