'The Winding Road'
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Enamel on copper
Thinking about where I belong, where I think of as home, I realized that wherever I put my head on my pillow is home at that moment in time. It's not a house or a memory, it's yesterday, today and tomorrow. So the closest I could get to a snapshot of my home was a portrait of planet earth.
‘Cash Card House’
When housing prices are flat or falling, there is no Angel, Tooth Fairy, Easter Bunny or Santa Clause you can call to refill the ATM machine when it runs out of money.
"House of fire
House of fire, yeah
Let's build a house of fire, baby
Not one of wood or stone
Walk thru my door of desire, baby
Come on in and make it your home
Don't need a window to watch you, baby
Don't need no roof overhead
Don't need no key to unlock ya, baby
I'll use my lovin' instead
I won't tire
Take me higher"
House of fire (Lyrics) by The meaning of life is to live
'Winter Evening at Home'
Returning after a journey – a detour into the world of the imagination where everything is uncertain and fragmented; and thoughts flit in and out of the mind in bizarre and ludicrous kaleidoscopic imagery. This painting narrates a private moment at home – an open fire; a comfortable sofa; a re-union of mind and spirit; communion with a loved-one.
'I missed you'
Paint on canvas
My slippers are tatty and well loved but not at all adventurous. They never leave the house. I love that feeling of getting home from a hard day and putting on my big comfy slippers (best worn with pyjamas and an oversized fluffy dressing gown). When I am away I miss them.
Over the last five years I have been experimenting with acrylics on canvas which developed from drawings of coloured terraces and other distinctive Bristol landmarks. Colours are carefully selected so that in each painting the colours stand out, and no two paintings are ever the same. A raised outliner pen is used to make the painting and the colours stand out.
Acrylic on canvas
House I is part of a new body of work that I have been developing over the past two years in which I have explored ideas about home, belonging and dislocation. It comes from my own memories and experiences as well as from other people's accounts including those of Gypsies, refugees and asylum seekers. My work has a strong narrative element and borrows images from folk stories and fairy tales, which I hope allows people to bring their own interpretations to it.
Homeward Bound fits the theme of Homecoming as when the photographs were taken this is literally what I was doing – coming home! This piece reflects the inbetween feeling of being sad to be leaving the adventures of a trip behind, and the excitement of regaining a routine and sense of place.
'The Last Time'
This piece depicts the final visit to my childhood home soon after my Mother's death. The positive and negative house images reflect the ambivalence I felt going for one last look before the house and all of the contents were auctioned. Only memories remained and these I gratefully took with me to my own home far away.