What a wonderfully weird world we’ve woven.  It is the threads of this world that I paint.  Not sure how to describe my style – I just do it.  Nothing is sketched out, simply pick up the brush, mix a colour and drop into it.  In this way, I learn how to see.  Each painting represents something that spoke to me.  Something about the angles / attitude / spaces / story / colours / candour / loneliness / light.  Something that caused me to pause.