An image that has haunted me for a long time that needed to be realised.

A parable of stagnant, dead systems and the inevitable

A collection of imaginary settings

An abandoned village in Spain...

The self, fallen

A vase I found in a junk shop inspired me to these autumn colours...

Continuing with my second Still Life...

Drop Redoubt is a fort on the Western Heights, Dover. The construction of the Redoubt was in two periods, the first being from 1804-1808 during the Napoleonic Wars, the second from 1859-1864 following the recommendations of the 1859 Royal Commission. These images are from the ditch point of view. Apparently forts have ditches, castles have moats mostly filled with water

Visiting a museum recently, viewing a medieval painting of an angel I had the inspiration to portray one of my own interpretation, setting it in the pagan world of Andean traditions.

Another image that floated past my imagination from time to time and finally has become a 'reality'... I wish to quote here what Megan Jean Duguid writes about this image: "Margate is truly impressive! greens deep, dark, creases and ripples brought forward through a fantastic play of light - but i keep returning here... floating, stilled, breathless - the birthing of a realm solidifying ..."