My latest Woodpecker Bay painting fresh off the easel. It’s one of those places where the spirit flies free in the breeze and the morning sun glows on the tides edge. Walking on my favourite beach in the first light of dawn, the light in my heart reflected in the sand. see more of my… Continue reading Light on the Edge
“When I was a child my mother said to me, ‘If you become a soldier, you’ll be a general. If you become a monk, you’ll be the pope.’ Instead I became a painter and wound up as Picasso.” ― Pablo Picasso My painting classes are about to start up again for 2017 – looking for… Continue reading At it again….
Recently returned to the studio briefly for a varnish, ‘The Watchers’ is one of my favourites from the Heaphy Track on the West Coast. The last day of the five day hike is heading South along the beach through the forests of Nikau Palms (the worlds most southerly palm species). They stand like guardians… Continue reading The silent observers…
I’m happy to say I’ve been invited again to be one of the judges for the Cliftons Art Prize. One of a panel of international judges I’ll helping to select regional winners and the overall prize winner. I’ve been involved for a few years now and have seen the award grow in stature and quality. Each… Continue reading It’s that time again!
“I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.”- John Muir see more of my paintings in the Paintings Gallery
In partnership with Gordon Harris Art Supplies in Wellington I’ll soon be starting a new weekday painting class in Wellington. They’ve got a small but fabulous workshop space in their new store at 182 Vivian St, and I’ll be starting up a class there for a couple hours every Wednesday afternoon. We’ll be working on… Continue reading The creative Spirit unleashed!
I take off for the hills where gulls circle and soar in the thermals as if caught in the sky’s blue plughole and their flight’s elan where the nor’wester flips off the ridges and the tussock’s restless and shines on the hillsides, inland Otago’s vast acres browning in the sun. I take off for the… Continue reading Taking off