Saturday, December 29, 2012


I love new year.

How to 'see' 2013.
I make lists, mark priorities.
I am clearing studio space
filling bins, archiving the past.
Simplify, reducing paraphernalia.
Tune and refine.
As I grow grow older,
I cannot carry unnecessary baggage.
The studio is changing.
Events affect me
I will do less - better
distill experience with a smudge of colour
draw a line to enclose a thought.

Saturday, December 22, 2012

Christmas Greetings

Interior with Mother and Child
When I painted this it was not intended for Christmas at all, but on reflection, it carries the message quite well.
Christ coming to this dark world is a wonder to me, and the picture reflects the invitation to be in that warmth and safety.
We wish everyone a very happy Christmas

Friday, December 14, 2012

Cajon drum art

I was asked to assemble a Cajon Drum
which I have done, made of birch ply
it looked in need of something. I offered
a paint job. OK they said, but I found it
hard, hard to find a language.
This is it so far.
It may be OK - but 'they' have not seen it yet.
I sort of like it.

Saturday, December 8, 2012

Hospital heads

We have made it through the most difficult week in my 65 years - we have been watching my son in London Critical care unit on that line between life and death. Things are more stable now but still critical.
I spent last Monday night on a chair in a hospital corridor with little or no sleep. Above flourecent lights make pools of yellow light - there are night staff on floor cleaners droning up and down - I read posters and notices that don't concern me.
At 5.30 in the morning I pick up a biro and draw.
The 13th C has been absorbed over past weeks - I instinctively draw heads in series.
Here they are, an A4 sheet of twelve male heads.
I scribble 'Kings 5.30am' in the bottom corner and return to the waiting room where nothing changed except that the dawn slowly dispersed that sickly yellow/green fluorescent light and another day began.