Tag: Photography

  • “Nameless, Unreasoning, Unjustified Terror “

    I’ve survived the turmoil of the last eighteen months by focussing on my painting, despite the frustration that every time I start to become totally involved with it, I spend time in hospital again. It is inhibiting to be not fully fit as for me drawing has become a fully immersive physical experience

  • Creative Compulsion

    Keeping the creative activity moving steadily along rather than in disjointed fits and bursts has been difficult with painful and intrusive medical procedures getting in the way. Not least these have impacted mentally. Strange how physical the activity of painting is for me and how much ill health impedes the activity. I can understand something…

  • Tunnel Vision

    Tunnel Vision

    Maybe too the use of dark colour, deep violet and grey through to black also reflects what I characterise as a Durer figure of death sitting on my shoulder. However, my belief in art sustains me and I have started working on the next paintings.

  • The Cat Sat

    As students at Corsham each year we had to empty our studio spaces, scrape the floors and paint the spaces – floors grey, walls white – ready for the end of year show. Whilst I started off my studio with the grey floors and pristine white walls I think the space will have to be…

  • The Bridget Riley of the Shingle

    The Bridget Riley of the Shingle

    On #Seaford seafront I find all this present, almost as a standing art joke to be enjoyed over and over on my walks. It seems to me that part of the rǒle of the artist is to represent realities that are around us as they see them, and in turn make us look differently at…

  • Chicago Style

    Arguments still continue about Wright’s use of colour, and a long debate raged around his 1959 Guggenheim Gallery in New York, now painted white although the belief was that it was originally a buff colour (photo dates from 1976). Like his own home the Guggenheim was designed from the inside out.

  • Art lives Outside the Hive

    The city needs the constant injection of youth and brains sucked in from the rest of the country, and it spits out its elderly. In England we spit them out to places we mockingly call ‘God’s Waiting Rooms’

  • Surfs Up

    I imagined how the Coastguard buildings must be shaking under the blasts of the gales. The surf was breaking above the cliff edge at its lower points, and the sound was deafening, the force generated by spray and wind only adding to my determination to try to capture something of the violence on the camera

  • Sunset Colour Cliché Conundrums

    Using large prints of the photographic images I collage the sunset realities with my interpretations in oil pastels. In turn the oil pastels are also photographed to give a commonality of paper, size, texture and colour quality for the collages.

  • A Riot of Colour

    I work on paper on the wall using oil pastel, and the scale is important as it has to be large enough to contain the energy of the stroke of the arm and the intensity of the colour application. Using pastels enables me to mix colour in an almost pointillist way in the sense that…

  • Cancer and Honeysuckle

    The success rate for this Cancer treatment is a staggering 80%, good news for me. It was during one of these bouts of post treatment weakness that I sat in the sun amongst the honeysuckle in the back garden, giving rise to this latest painting.

  • Exploitation vs. Conservation: Wildlife Tourism in Crisis?

    It is distressing for these communities and for the operators, that poaching is so endemic that it is now threatening the survivability of whole species (the Western Black Rhino, last seen in 2006,is now officially extinct). With death of these beasts come the death of the businesses that rely on their presence. Worse, far worse,…