The Memory of Wildflowers
This piece is an exploration of unpredictable light. I began by laying down a shimmering, almost metallic base—a hidden source of illumination. Over this, I built up a dense field of wildflowers using gouache acrylic, allowing the underlay to glint through in unexpected places. In this piece, you never know where the light will hit a blossom because it’s not coming from above, but radiating from beneath the layers of paint. But the meaning of this painting runs deeper than a simple experimentation of colour…
Dialogue with a Digital Muse
Every artist has their muse. For this painting, which bows to the lush traditions of the Dutch Masters, my muse was a ghost in the machine. I entered into a dialogue with AI, studying not the flowers it rendered, but the strange and beautiful logic of its "hand." I wanted to understand the "why" behind its brushstrokes—the peculiar way it built texture and fragmented light. This painting is my attempt to translate that digital dialect into the physical language of paint.
The Castaway
This canvas came to me as a literal castaway—a large, mass-produced piece of art I found abandoned on the side of the road, waiting for a new home. As I took it into my studio, I knew its transformation would be deeply tied to my own. The initial act of painting over its surface became a parallel process of inner housekeeping, a conscious mission to begin the work of dejunking my soul.
Look up, Love
Look Up, Love, 2023. 24” x 12” acrylic on canvas.
In my work, I often translate internal landscapes into tangible forms. With this piece, I wanted to subvert the typical viewpoint. We so often look down on flowers, appreciating their delicate nature. Here, I invite the viewer into the garden bed itself, to look up and be enveloped by the blossoms.
From this perspective, the flowers become monumental, their stalks rising like pillars and their petals catching the light like beacons. The vibrant, saturated colors are a deliberate choice to express pure emotion—the incandescent orange of creativity, the deep pinks of love, and the foundational strength of the earth below. This isn't just a painting of flowers; it's an exploration of finding reverence, power, and untamed vitality in the places we least expect it.
The Divine Reclaimed
Encountering this stark symbol of masculine energy felt like a call to action—an invitation to engage with it, to reclaim it from its sterile origins, and to build it a world with a soul. The object itself presented a fascinating challenge. The geometric buck was already there—a linear, almost cold form on an untreated black canvas that seemed to absorb light and color, as if the paint was vanishing into a void….
A Meditation in Golden Light
Here, as in much of my work, I play with perspective. The imagined flowers push high into the sky, their white blossoms reaching for the last of the light. They tower above us, inviting us to feel small not with fear, but with reverence. This piece is a meditation on the comfort of humility…