Monday, 25 July 2016

Cleeve Court

Cleeve Court, Twerton, Bath. Painted in situ on Friday, July 22nd. Created to help raise funds for Rake Up and Grow a long term 'real world' project for young adults with different abilities. The work is focussed on fulfilling garden contracts in the Bath area with training and skills development at the heart of all that is done. I have the privilege of being involved one day a week.

Thursday, 7 July 2016

The Beach No. 2

Forming some new work with a view to showing in the autumn.

Tuesday, 31 May 2016

The Beach

Currently, my image making is a journey through sport and leisure realised though graphic art. This piece is called 'The Beach'.

Wednesday, 20 April 2016

Artist Network Exhibition at the RWA

Running from Saturday 23 April - Sunday 15 May 2016 is the Artist Network Exhibition at the RWA. I will be showing a small painting: 'Towards Killerton'. On the night of the Private View I will be in London readying myself for the marathon. 

Whilst delivering my work I came across a painting by Henry Cliffe (1913-1983). During my Art Foundation year he was a tutor at Bath Academy of Art. Whilst he hardly taught me I have a vague recollection of spending some moments learning from him. Sometimes the essence of a memory is much stronger than the detail and I seem to think that he made a positive impression on me.

Wednesday, 23 March 2016


This work in progress is the second image in a suite of sport related pictures. Campionissimi, or Champions, is an Italian idiom used here to reference cycling's finest. I don't ride but love reading books on great cyclists and cycling events. My dad as a youngster recalls seeing the Champion of Champions, Fausto Coppi, ride in some race along the Ligurian coast (Milan–San Remo I wonder?). Watching the racing on steep mountain climbs is the inspiration for this image.

Wednesday, 9 March 2016

Tutela Africa and running

I'm unashamedly promoting a worthy charity (not me). Days of covering the ground in preparation for the London marathon will include a half marathon 'training run' (never thought I would say that). In truth, training is hard but running itself has become something of a deep pleasure. It's those moments when everything 'floats' – the effort, the sounds of your breathing or footfalls, the sounds around that capture your imagination, a heightened aroma, colour in your eyeline, patterns of thought and prayer…

I'm attempting to keep an informal visual diary through an instagram account.

From the archive: Branscombe Beach

Acrylic on card.