About Me ...
My art has always been my passion ...
and my appreciation for the female form goes back way before my teens, when I
would take a ballpoint pen and map around every change of colour on the faces
that adorned the front covers of mother's 'Woman's Own' magazines. The
contours fascinated me, and those crystal clear eyes all but hypnotized me.
Women, horses and Red Indian heads were all I wanted to capture back then,
and it seemed it wasn't long before the Indians rode off into the sunset on those
horses and left me, for the most part, with my ladies.
Pencils were my favoured medium back then and remained so for a great many years. I
wasn't lucky enough to have a formal education in art as I finished school in 1962 at
fifteen years of age and was married by the age of eighteen. With a growing family to
care for my art remained on the back-burner, but never far from my heart. Somewhere
amidst the turmoil of husbandry, fatherhood and work-related ambition, my art continued
I drew in pencils, dabbled in water colour, played with my airbrush, and recently
overcame a life-long fear and took the plunge into oils.
I always think of my pencils as my comfort zone, I adore them. When creating images
such as 'Medieval Dream', the eye detail must come first: If they don't shine out, the rest
of the work will be many hours of wasted time. My Moonlight Cameo's I think of as
exercises in pure white light. See the light, paint the shadows is my rule. To me, an
artwork is defined as much by chosen subject, balance and framing as it is by any other
factor. Nothing tests this theory more dramatically than the absolutes of pure black and
Then there is that wonderful device, my airbrush, used for nearly one hundred years by graphic artists and more
recently by some of the best the fantasy art world has to offer. To date I have only put my water colors through it,
but virtually any medium can be used, provided the head is cleaned regularly. It's an amazing tool that brings a
delicacy to skin tones that is hard to equal with a brush. "The Rose" is a fine example.
Last but not least, my new love of oils. Forty years it took me to open a starter kit
bought for me back in 1967. I feared and revered oils in equal measure; on the one
hand believing I could never master the technique and on the other adoring their
capacity for rich, warm color, texture and flexibility. Surely I would never be able to
master the skills required to make the effort anything like worthwhile. How wrong I
was, and what delight they have brought me. "Laetitia" was my third attempt in oils
and I still look at her in disbelief, for the hope she offers as I work to improve. The
message is as old as the hills: Go with your passion - dare to see where it can lead.
"Now retired from work-a-day life, I'm free to let my pencils and brushes fly and what joy they bring,
not just to me, but it seems to others too. With local shows, sales on the Internet and the offer of
gallery showings in the USA, who knows where my new life may lead?”
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