COMING UP…

THE HAZE OF DAYS

Brighton Festival - four weekends in May 2019, 28 Osborne Villas, Hove BN3 2R

Summer days and haze, heatwaves and cold days - this selection of large paintings continue my look at our increasingly blended seasons and their sensual impact on us; and how that sensual impression blends with our memories of place and the time. WIth a focus on colour and light, the paintings are paired with poems about memory, nostalgia and regret.

WASHING LINES

Brighton Festival - four weekends in May 2019, 118 Balfour Road

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To me, washing lines are such a great doorway into what unites us and I love painting them. Wherever, whoever and whatever we are, we all have to wash and hang our clothes. It is hard to hang washing in a hurry, and so this domestic imperative forces us to slow down, pause, concentrate on shaking out creases and pegging up, finding creative places to dry, be it in or between trees, on balconies, between posts or tables, or strung between buildings.

Talking to people about washing always elicits memories and stories - of moments with dead grandmothers, out in gardens, passing up pegs; of warming still-damp vests on oven doors, to send you off toasty to school; of tears over sheets… a relentless fact of life, but part of the comfort of domestic rhythms, too.

This selection of paintings is a mixture of my more traditional style and this more graphic work.

After showing at the Festival, the paintings will be going on to show in Co. Clare, Ireland - venue TBC.

RECENT SHOWS

COLOUR AND WONDER

3 December 2018 - 5 January 2019

@ Mange Tout, Trafalgar Street, Brighton BN1

Abstract works on canvas 120 x 120cm + selection of smaller, framed originals and prints.

As the climate changes, nature’s cycles and our view of seasons change too. To combat my own fear of this new unknown, I have   focused on the wonder to be had in new curiosities and the displacement of one season into another.

In these paintings I have tried to stare into the winter cold and see the beauty of the strange and unexpected – peonies in the snow, flashes of fish in the deep blue cold of pond water, ice, snow, sun and dandelions clocking time as the seasons change.

THE MEMORY OF LANDSCAPE

28 November to 2 December 2017

@ Gallery 40, 40 Gloucester Road, Brighton BN1

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‘Snow palace’ (50x50cm) acrylic on canvas

Proust famously wrote of the surge and detail of memories of his childhood brought back by eating ‘a tiny crumb of madeleine’. To me, landscape has the same impact. Our memories are set in the places we formed them. Landscapes themselves hold their own memories – of individuals, of events, of times, of culture. Our memories of place and time are flawed and subjective and emotional. In this small collection of paintings, I have drawn on some of my own memories of landscape, as well as taking inspiration from the Irish poet Seamus Heaney, and my children, about what landscape remembers for them.

This exhibition is dedicated to my uncle, David Whitehead, an adventurer and story teller whose memories of sea and landscapes I listened to wide eyed, and will remember beyond his death in November 2017.