
Telling Tales, can be interrupted in a number of ways, as ‘telling a story’, or as’ not quite telling the truth’, or even as ‘telling something that should have been kept a secret.’
I like complex compositions; many of my larger canvases are divided up into sections rather like a triptych. Each painting tells a story and there is some progression from one painting to another, recurring images tie individual paintings to others in the series.
The titles offer a clue towards an explanation of the work but there is more that needs to be brought to the paintings in order to provide a fuller understanding. The paintings have fragmented compositions; with single, double, sometimes triple subsections, there is an implied narrative; some figures seem to be looking backwards, others forwards. They may be memories; or reflections as seen through plate glass windows, or a series of mirrors. Figures, Fruit, Flowers, Birds, Cats and Dogs appear within the compositions. Their role is not certain, they require an explanation.

Beyond the Balcony

A Boy Needs A Dog

Gathering Pale Pink Roses

Final Stair
Title

Sometimes I Hear A Noise
Like Farewell

A Mansion On Earth Is Worth
Two In The Sky

The Space Between Cannot
Hear You

The Sea Is Our Looking Glass

Birthday Butterfly Cakes

Sleeping In An Eternal Dream

Cold Lunch For Twelve

Around Unseen Corners

Closer To The Stars

There Was But One Fruit Remaining

The Shadows Settle
Into Place

When Innocents Shed Tears

Taking A Shot

Which Image In The Mirror
