This is somewhere between an interplanetary arcade game I used to play with my brother and a 70's print sleeping bag my parents had when I was a kid that I loved and spent many hours in staring at the pattern. The shapes in the painting come from several things: a photo of two wheels - the kind that stick out of industrial machinery and act as valves stopping and letting water; a Japanese Elm and the view from my desk. The rest is imagined of course, but also a product of my way of working which is to create the image out of itself by working it in layers over and over, adjusting it as I go, looking at the shapes in different ways as I work until it has life and form. It has come out like seeds, mysterious, mechanical and natural. The very first thought for the painting was to show what we cannot see - the networks that connect us online and otherwise. Each nutshell or bubble being a consciousness and my attempting to show how information flows and evolves between us. That was the first thought but once I have the outline and the colours it is pretty automatic. It is hard work. It is compulsive and emotional. Also rewarding.
shut the front door