2022-2023

I wonder why I choose these bedraggled places. There is something profoundly intriguing about somewhere that no longer harbours life. An abandoned place, or a ruin, is where reality and imagination cross paths. It is a ‘present form of the past’ where they strangely exist all in one space. Our curiosity for history cannot be…

2021

I look at my darkened landscape. I am not fearful, only uncomfortable, imagining myself in this situation that my paintbrush has helped form. A single light beams strong and steady against a heavy rising façade, towering its concrete walls over the quiet street below. Through Painting I realise I can come back again and again,…

2020

A murky darkness descended heavily upon the rooftops of the distant buildings, as the rain began to cascade down, bubbling and pooling at the edge of the curb. This had once been a place of life. No stood alone, useless and vacant, the building surrendered to the undergrowth that crept silently into its decaying structure;…