Forgotten Australians – a biography

We left him to rest, or so we thought. In the hospital lobby I realized my youngest was missing and upon retracing our steps to my grandfather’s room we spied a memorable picture; an 89 year old man chatting to his 5 year old great-grandson. Noticing me at the door, Charlie quickly whispered in his…

First Kendreart

This is the painting that pointed me in a true direction, an actual style that was my own. Before this painting, I was just copying other people and felt deeply, that ‘I had no style’. A teacher at Glasgow University showed the class the work of an American artist, Chuck Close. I was immediately drawn…

Hello world!

With a desire to share my work and hide it at the same time, I’m coming to the world with trepidation. I do need help though, so this blog has begun itself using me as a conduit. I’m a writer and artist. I like to see how things are created, made, built and breakdown. How…