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Mackerel on a Plate
Mackerel on a Plate

Back in the saddle after quite some time …

Showing my new work, Flatforms, at the Redwing Gallery in Penzance.

Hero
Hero

Had a wonderful Opening on Friday … lovely to see so many people.

Ray Gun and Sphinx
It all began with Raygun and Sphinx

Must partic­u­larly thank Harry and Irene, Simon and Gillian, Steve and, of course, Nicole for so much help and support. Could not have done it at all without you all.

Prints
Prints

Show’s on till Thursday.

If you can make it, do pop in.

And it’s all for sale.

Copper and Pink Car Crash
Copper and Pink Car Crash

A new exper­ience for me to see it all up together.

And to answer questions and hear what people think.

New Stakhanov and The Annunciation
New Stakhanov and The Annun­ci­ation

So my studio’s empty … house isn’t big enough … and I’m almost as good as I hoped … and I just said that out loud.

A gallery full of “bobby dazzlers” as my Dad used to call them.

Sea Watch
Sea Watch

Sheesh … that’s a lot of work.

And still so much to do.

So … watch this space

Change of Plan

painting bits
OK, wasn’t expecting that …

Life cannot be navigated without delusions … but shedding them can defin­itely aid flotation.

A separate website of my recent work is just not going to happen any time soon.
Images have been metaphor­ically propped against the walls of my online gallery for over a year and it’s still a bloody building site.
Just too busy actually painting. This is good.

So … move on.

Going back through my most recent notebook/sketchbook the same words and phrases, admon­i­tions and ideas crop up again and again (excluding the flat tires, the hangovers, the flies and the fear):
No colour, no prettiness, no sleight of hand, minimal, pure and abject, maximal, all-over, horror vacui, complexity, grain, dust, residue, precip­itate, scurf, flocculate, material, stuff, palimpsest, strata, trans­lucent, chemistry, atmospherics, organic, fractal, self-organ­ising, crystal­lising, algorithmic, non-determined, uncon­scious, repetition, ritual, process, alive, lost, found, in cycles, dreams, fairytales, collage, mosaic, grids, paradoxes and contra­dic­tions and lots and lots of time …
separ­ating judgement and choice from painting — in time and medium, sidestep the fear, trans­lation from digital to analogue, set the initial condi­tions and then run the simulation, place but no place, specific but out of time, constructed, no focus but focus on everything, no picture of, no open window but an image, an object for the mind, object, no narrative, no story, no drama, no personae, no view, not grand or gothic or romantic, mundane, not spiritual, absolutely no feelings beyond the feeling that everything deserves the attention …
Painting for the love of touching and moving mud and seeing it come alive and change and as a way of having a technology independent, electricity and mediation-free, data-dense method of recording as much of the process as possible …

So it’s all going here … it’s somewhere … somehow … for now … that’s the plan.
That better than a way?