4 Seasons

4 Seasons

As I work through the ideas underpinning my ‘Four Season’ group of paintings, I pause to draw breath and appreciate where I am right now. If you have followed my blogs you will have seen my tale of cancer, starting in November 2012 when I revealed the diagnosis. It...
One Bound

One Bound

There is an image of Superman, used on the front page of comics for ages, fist raised, taking off in a leap into the atmosphere. One bound, and he’s free! That is exactly how I feel. Given the all clear from cancer, also cleared of diabetes completely (not even...
Blast from the Past

Blast from the Past

I’ve been living in Seaford, East Sussex, for over 3 years now, and to my embarrassment I still have boxes in the studio unpacked since moving. Spurred on by a clear out of the garage as a part of a refurbishment of the ground floor of the house, I decided it was time...
The Wrong Shoes, eh Gromit?

The Wrong Shoes, eh Gromit?

It stands erect, ringed in red and white. The dark wilderness of its base set aside from the billowing white up swelling of the chalk cliffs behind it. Thrusting upwards in public warning, its tip glazed and different to its shaft, it stands out by day attracting the...
Aftershocks Continue

Aftershocks Continue

I was shocked to discover that the cancer and the consequential hospital stays had wrought such havoc on my body. My partner and I measure each other (shut up, it’s fun) each year, and I have lost muscle mass along with weight. Thigh muscles to have withered, so I...