The Dustman and the Baroness

The Dustman and the Baroness

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

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...
Remembering the Poppy

Remembering the Poppy

I guess this work started four or five years ago, predating moving to Seaford. What a blessing my love gave me when she bought me the studio as a present for Christmas in 2013, six months after we moved in. I remember the giggles as she tied the door shut with a gold...