Welcome to my Mini Gallery

A lot of my work involves fruitless searches for things that are lost, be they people, underground rivers, stories, buildings or ways of life. Regular motifs include the connecting and merging of maps, old photographs, flowers, sunsets and whiskey-based visions. The beauty of the the mundane. The epiphanies - I call them "Zen Newsflashes" - that are close to home. This is partly due to a desire to make sacred the familiar. When I first came to Doolin I was struck by what some might call the mystical pull of the place. It had an energy which some (outrageous hippies!) said was due to a convergence of leylines in the area. Others put it down to lots of people high on Guinness and traditional music. Although I'm now based in North London again, many of my landscapes are done in the West of Ireland. All along the thin strip of rocky terrain between Doolin and the coast there are signs of an ancient civilisation. Why here? Perhaps it was the west. Those holy islands. The sun dies each evening in a blood red sky and they’d wonder if they would ever see the bright sphere again. Now we look at the sun and know that it’s going to rise tomorrow. Unless you live in Galway, in which case it will be hidden behind some rain cloud or other.