- ‘Fuck yes’

- ‘that’s my baby’

- You’re begining a new chapter

- You look/walk away but it’s still ringing in your mind

- You couldn’t care less if anyone else likes it

- It feels like you know each other

- You want to be in its company

- It looks like someone you know (*this can also be a reason not to buy)

- Seeing it everyday would make life better

- You are curious - who are you? What are you thinking? You want to keep looking at it trying to figure it out

- Aesthetically it matches/contrasts with the decor- You’ve been looking for something to bring energy/conversation/spark to a space

- It’s a birthday present, or a treat for yourself because life is too short to have dull art

- You’ll miss it, your heart will hurt, it will be ‘the one who got away’ if you don’t have it. no regrets (if it turns out that it isn’t a match… no issue - we can always sort it out later)

I understand the power an artwork has to the focus or anchor a room but I do love when the pieces seemlessly intergrate into a space, a home, a family, like they were always meant to be there. I’d be honoured to take the place above your mantle piece as much as the in-between walls that have been feeling lifeless, and be a final addition to a room that is sorted but just need a spark (not just another pretty thing).

I think of my paintings as mute conversationalists. They are the guest that brings a curious perspective to any setting or the distant relative that waits for their moment but will reliably spice up the chat.

May they be the spanner, the wild card addition, to the thoughtful curation of your home.

A little clashing in amongst the matching 〰 🪐

This is a throwback to one that doesn’t exist anymore .

I purposefully took it in another direction which, unfortunately, but not unbearably, it just wasn’t working out.

To be able to capture the ‘undefinable’/or the ‘spark’ that I pursue in my work - the feeling that makes me giddy - there is a level of risk and disregard that is, at times, required and completely necessary. I don’t jump out of planes but I am an adrenaline junkie, and the thrill of potentially losing hours of work in a single minute of off-beat strokes or bad colour choices... yep, thrilling.

As soon as it becomes too precious or I become too attached, the painting can get stuck. A work might be 86.7% headed in the right direction - but if I can’t move it forward - I will load my brush with paint and slice it right down the middle, taking it back to 20%. It is painful but the challenge is intoxicating and slightly groovy. The stakes are high because you have to trump what you’ve lost.

There is an argument that a painting isn’t done until it is done. And I believe that’s true. In one painting there can be an infinity of other lost paintings, all of which contribute to the one that stands complete.