I seem to have moved away from the exotic colours and shapes of my imaginary worlds but I’m still in the same place. The colours are less flashy but they’re no more real. The paintings are informed by my childhood in the countryside of Kent. Some are obviously vegetation and are my interpretation of floral paintings I suppose. In fact the first painting that I did in this style was the first painting that I ever exhibited and was in response to a Flower Festival being held in Sandwich, where I worked at the time. I produced a painting that included flowers (and later had to find flowers that they resembled for titling purposes!) but I found that I was much more interested in the leaves. These later paintings have few flowers and are more to do with the childhood walks that we used to take with our parents in the woods around the village where we lived. I have always loved the way in which a wood can at once appear so beautiful and yet so scary at the same time and defy anyone to walk into a wood alone and not feel a little uneasy. These paintings refer as much to what is hiding in there, as to the play of light on the leaves and branches.
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