The process of this watercolour painting was quite different to my usual habits. I’d consider myself not the most imaginative of thinkers: I can’t conjure up brand new innovations or fully formed expressions in my head. I imagine in little snippets, carried away by a melancholy piece of music or an emotion, or just a... Continue Reading →
Pluto’s had a rough ride. It’s been flung out into the edges of the Solar System to orbit erratically among millions of other rocks, asteroids, dwarf planets and more. The influence of the sun barely, just barely reaches this far. In 2006, it was unceremoniously kicked out of the planet club once and for all,... Continue Reading →
It’s already May, and I’ve already spent the better part of this year turning a series of paintings into a book, a virtual gallery. What started off as just a fleeting idea snowballed, and I’m now wading through 40+ paintings, stacks of notes, proofreading, editing, and trying to put years of thoughts down on paper.... Continue Reading →
Everyone sees colours differently. The average human can see around 7 million colours. Some can see far more subtle shifts in hues than others, while some individuals with red-green colour blindness cannot distinguish between a green apple and a red apple. But even if we all saw the exact same number of colours, can we... Continue Reading →
For me atmosphere is wonder. Showing just enough of something to excite the imagination. The Laysan albatross is an ode to that wonder. These birds that dance so majestically, like fencers with the grace of ballet dancers, are here shown in their straight-arrow pose looking up to the jovial night sky, as if listening out for the very music of the spheres.
From Van Gogh’s Starry Night to Goya’s El Tres de Mayo, artists have always embraced the darkness and sought night’s allure. While the rest of the world is tucked under their blankets or lying with a lover, some of us are night owls, using those small, silent hours to create while the rest slumber. Late... Continue Reading →
A recent house renovation meant that I had to pack away the contents of my studio and abandon any painting pursuits for a couple of weeks. Sorting, cataloging and storing works meant that I had plenty of time to reflect fondly on my work, and wonder what I could do with it. How could I... Continue Reading →
This poem was inspired by several things. Firstly by the fantastic images of Earth taken from the International Space Station by some of the most skilled amateur photographers on Earth - or off it in this case.
“The climate is certainly wretched: the summer solstice was now passed, yet every day snow fell on the hills, and in the valleys there was rain, accompanied by sleet. From the damp and boisterous state of the atmosphere, not cheered by a gleam of sunshine, one fancied the climate even worse than it really was.”... Continue Reading →