Wind Up Like A Clock, Tell Me It’s Just About Time, oil on wood, 48 x 48 in.
What We Carried, oil on wood, 48 x 48 in.
The Beneficiaries Of My Doubt, oil on wood, 48 x 48 in.
Theory Of Relative Abundance, oil on wood, 48 x 60 in.
Getting On With The Get-Up-And-Go, oil on wood, 48 x 48 in.
The Protein Goes Straight to my Head, oil on wood, 48 x 48 in.
Earn This, oil on wood, 38 x 48 in.
Rhymes With “How” and Comes Before Then, oil in wood, 48 x 48 in.
I’ve been painting for most of my life, and this is what’s been coming out of me lately. My paintings are often described as ‘fragmented narratives’. I draw inspiration from the bits of word and phrase that bombard us daily in the form of faded ad murals, snippets of overheard conversation, the near-illegible promises of old signage. Stories defined as much by the info they lack as by what they present. Using animals as the main characters in my narratives, I’m able to explore gestures, postures and expressions that are both familiar, universal and still sometimes as ambiguous as those partial verbal messages.