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
In Diplomat Magazine, May 2018
Well it had to happen. As soon as I finished training as a paint technician I began to wonder whether I could turn my hand to a spot of customising. We bought our V8 Jaguar late last year and my Christmas treat to myself was making THIS. So much more to follow…
I grew up in a carpenters workshop – my mum made extra money by painting on pine furniture that my step father had made. Decades later, having toyed with the odd painted cupboard, I am wondering whether paintings aren’t altogether better presented on a three dimensional object. Here is my first tester. It’s not-very-imaginatively called… Continue reading Furniture as a canvas
I’ve made 20 paintings in the past few months. Exhausted, but I’m enjoying a new style – something closer to my 1980s Bristol roots. At the moment the majority of works are for sale through an arts publishing house (Creative Fine Arts), but I have also made one special one in a slightly different style (“Look… Continue reading Caz Art