The ferry sings between rocky island outcrops that form the San Juan islands, their edges smoothed by long-melted glaciers. The tops of the islands burst in dense Coast Douglas fir. There’s a delicious slowness to it all, we’re all unhurried together. Kids run past us barking like dogs. Grey muzzled chihuahuas totter past like octogenarians. I make quick sketches as things pass by, simple outlines … Continue reading New artworks inspired by Orcas Island, San Juan Islands.
It’s a cold June night. The power has been out since 4.30pm. I’ve cooked fried eggs in chilli on the wood stove and lit my last two candles. For a while, I blow out the candles, sit on the sofa in the dark and watch the firelight flicker on the wood panelled ceiling. Then I just sit, in the dark. The cuckoo clock stirs into … Continue reading How to pass the time.
What if the masks we wear to avoid COVID-19 are not oppressive but a key to discover our true selves? Continue reading Masks of quarantine: does hiding your face liberate your soul?
I’ve just left Scottsdale, Arizona. It’s ablaze with COVID-19. Home to the horn-wearing hoodlum who stormed the Capitol. Rocky desert, filled with thorns. Ringed by freeways. Now, I’ve hopped the border into California and am hunkering down in Palm Springs. The streets are empty, except for occasional middle-aged gays wearing matching tight shorts and bandanas around their necks. Nothing else. It’s warm here. A hot … Continue reading What’s going to happen to us in 2021?
Take a look at what kind of art that President Trump inspired and where we go next in a Biden Administration. Continue reading Is Trump the most inspiring President for artists?
“All the king’s horses and all the king’s menCouldn’t put Humpty together again.” It’s been a year of upheaval. Flux and change. Things will never be the same again. Just like humpty dumpty, we can’t put the pieces of this year together in a way that resemble a normal year. And there is no going back to what was. We read the news about change … Continue reading Nothing will ever be the same again.
Maybe what I am feeling is a COVID-induced high. After six months of being denied access to galleries and museums, they are finally open to us again. It’s like walking into a room where all your favourite people are waiting to embrace you. You know those nights where the evenings just flow? A gentle common choreography, where conversations roll you around the room, like eddies … Continue reading How Chicago stole my art heart: Ramiro Gomez, Paul Heyer, Eva Hesse and André Derain.
There’s an incredible project that’s been on my radar for some time. And because of COVID-19, we can all now take part. The artist NELL was scheduled for a residency at McCahon House in New Zealand. But the pandemic got in the way. So NELL put the word out for everyone to get involved and decorate a piece of fabric with the name of a … Continue reading Stitching a tribute to Nanna: join the NELL ANNE Quilt Project
It’s been a weird week. I’ve struggled with tears at unexpected moments. Just an accumulation of stuff. So I just focused on my work. Went into the studio relentlessly. Because I know it’s good for me. If I don’t have studio time, things just get darker. Making a mark on a page or canvas feels like I’m moving forward. I found two great sources of … Continue reading Is today the day art dies?
It’s a strange question to ask, ‘What do you like to rub all over yourself?’ but it’s a far better one than ‘What inspires you?’. There’s nothing like the word ‘inspire‘ to make your dick shrivel up like a cashew in Antarctic sea ice. It’s a dead word. The overuse of words like inspire and passion have made them carry almost the opposite of their … Continue reading What do you like to rub all over yourself?