Busy bee…

What a busy old time yours truly is having! It’s been full on here creatively and my head is swimming with all the different genres I’m currently working in. It used to be filled with random lyrics from the 80″s ( yes, I’m still word perfect on the rap bit from Wham!s Young Guns ) but now my bonce is filled with random techniques like how to make one line wire sculptures without taking an eye out. I miss Wham!

Here’s a smorgasbord of media from the last week or two. Enjoy x


Do you ever worry that technology will rise up against us, a la Dan Brown style, and overtake us? If you are, then let me allay your fears. I have a vested interest, what with my shiny, metal hips. Imagine if they turned on me, forcing me to go for walks (ugh!) like Wallace and Gromit’s ‘The Wrong Trousers’. Or suddenly break out spontaneously mum-dancing in the aisles of supermarkets. Scratch that last one… I do it anyway.

Well worry ye not. We are a long way off all that mularky.

And yes! I am about to get to the point and link my latest art in to this post…

Pointing my all-singing, supposedly intelligent smartphone at my portraiture, it went in to blurry overdrive, zooming in and out like a bad B movie effect, pinging the focal point around the screen willy-nilly, before it gave up the ghost and belligerently informed me “no face can be found”.

How rude!

It’s not like it’s a Picasso for heaven’s sake.

Everything’s a critic these days…

Enjoy x

Eastern promise…

I think I might buy this from myself- I love it! I am so pleased how this turned out. I kept putting the headpiece off because I was in danger of having to work hard for a while, but it was worth the effort.

Visitors to the gallery have been very appreciative and gracious with kind comments a plenty on the oriental ladies. This style has generated a lot of conversation while I’ve been painting… so I’ll start another one tomorrow! Well, if it’s not broke… 😀

Enjoy x

Oil on board 20 in x 16 in

A touch of the Orient..

I had a little day out in Bath recently, having managed to escape the four walls of the gallery. It took years of planning and digging a complex network of tunnels with only a plastic spork and a scrunchie that had lost it’s elasticity, but I made it. I had forgotten how beautiful Bath is as a city. I wafted my camera around snapping pictures off like I knew what I was doing, when I saw an ‘Asian Exhibition here’ sign, just off the architectural magnificance that is The Circus. Channeling the spirit of the mighty spork I felt grown up enough to go in, take the tour and come out inspired for all things oriental… as you can probably tell!

Pictured are the latest works in progress. Enjoy X