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What on earth do I mean? Well, I guess I mean stretching conventions until they almost collapse. Playfully testing how far you can take something. Shifting. Transforming. Advancing. I saw U Roy – unexpectedly, at a festival in the blazing summer of 76. I was 16. I liked reggae music. I liked all kinds of… Read more: Taking it to the brink of too far

I’m looking at an ancient agricultural vehicle. Trundling along, probably slowly, towards who knows where. What I can make out of the surroundings are dusty, blurry and distant. The tractor type thing seems to be loaded up with bits of old furniture, nondescript containers and layers of fabric = visually, a precarious collage. Higgledy-piggledy. Impossible… Read more: Stuck, Unstuck

However honestly and accurately I try to tell you about my early years, my beginnings – it’s only my perspective, my recollections, my feelings about the flavour of those times. The people who raised me were itinerant. They could not settle. No matter how hard they tried. Whatever it was that was driving them on… Read more: Biography is bogus

As usual, this morning I was doing my regular drawing ritual straight after breakfast. It’s my meditation – to engender calm. It’s my therapy – to keep bad thoughts at bay. My training – to help me focus, to learn – to hopefully make better pictures. To help me improve my hand, eye, brain coordination.… Read more: No humans in the garden

Having a break from painting is, for me, necessary and I would say …. usually, it’s good. I can’t just splash around hoping inspiration will strike. That I’ll get lucky. That I will paint my masterpiece! What hilarious nonsense. I’m the kind of person – who, for whatever reason, is compelled to act creatively :… Read more: And when I return to myself I’ll paint differently….