As I grew older, I slowly began to drift down the hill from my school to St. Pauls, and as a creative person, it sparked my neurons. Houses were painted brighter colours, music was played louder, food smelt and tasted better, people laughed a lot and partied. It was a hell of an awakening.
As an artist, it’s hard not to feel like you are being self-indulgent. But creativity is not just a frivolous pursuit – carried out with love and sensitivity, it really can make a difference to people’s lives, and even in tragic circumstances help people be remembered for the shining lights they were.
As part of my self-administered art therapy, I have been defacing and reconstructing over a decade of paintings. I’ve reached 57 now – all of which will be shown/sold/given away/destroyed at my Open Studio in May 2019. Meanwhile, before I embark on the next stage in my creative life, I spent some time going through… Continue reading Looking back to Israel
For the first time I will be throwing open the doors to my Stroud studio (which is a bit more “car body workshop” than art studio) to show over 50 pieces of art. Come and visit on 11-12 & 18-19 May 2019. I will be there to answer your questions between 10:00 and 17:00 (19:00… Continue reading Open Studio Dates Announced
Paintings have begun making friends in their new clothes.
I recently wrote a piece on LinkedIn about PTSD, which might go some way to explain why I am dedicating my time to defacing every painting I have made since I left Iraq (see my cover up blog too). In the meantime. Here are a couple more!
It’s been a while since I’ve had an epiphany, but change is definitely in the air. A few months back the combination of having TOO MUCH OF MY OWN ART and having ready access to left-over spray-paints and gloss paint (that was being chucked out from Damien Hirst’s studio) provoked me to start tossing the… Continue reading A COVER UP OF THE PAST