Art is a Language

Art is a Language

In the Renaissance art was read by most people. The visual language artists employed was comprehensible to most. Literacy was limited and usually the written word served those who ruled – primarily the Church and the armed warriors of the aristocracy who protected and...
The Art of Remembrance

The Art of Remembrance

Boris Johnson, the Mayor of London, wants the poppy installation around the Tower of London to remain. Currently, as I write on the 6th November, it has had over 4 million visitors. My images were  taken a week or so back, and the whole work will not be finished...
Grappling with technique

Grappling with technique

The trouble is development of ideas never quite seems to go in straight lines. Perhaps it is ideas moving in parallel, but the grid I was working with last week went into stasis this week and I was swept away by the waves again. From the colour plays that are...
NYNY WTC remembered

NYNY WTC remembered

Its ironic that having put in new lighting into the studio I have only been able to spend one afternoon in there. I went on a road trip to look at hotels for www.hoteldesigns.net  which helps to pay the bills for all the renovation and new lighting. Unfortunately I...
Snow white?

Snow white?

When a student in the 60’s I had a series of lectures on colour and perception. One in particular sticks in my mind. A series of panels of white paint were placed under the light from a slide projector, in front of a black background. As each panel was added it made...
Cyprus Notes

Cyprus Notes

  The holiday makers lie broiling in the Mediterranean sun. Bronzed bald headed muscle men stride past mounds of bright reddening flabby granddads; slender brown bikini clad beauties strut their flat stomachs past roly-poly grandmas sunbathing topless like...