It’s the artist beginning, the initial that fuels the mind to expansion.
Size: 105 x 105
Feeling The Rhythm
The flowing lines, the freedom, the smoothness and uninhabited mindset you’re permitted when you feel the rhythm of the music.
Size: 240 x 90 each approx
Text on the drawer front that was once someones personel information.
Size: 150 x 150
The contenting serenity of process and success.
Size: 122 x 114
My crows are a sealed charcoaled timber and metal. Please enquire for these inquisitive creatures.
Size: 40 x 40 approx
Paddocks of Fortune
The planting man’s wealth can be given or taken at the hand of natures decision.
Size: 116 x 80
Our ocean, the thermometer appears so cool, hiding the truth from naive eyes.
Size: 85 x 94
My magpies are a mix of sealed charcoaled timber and cotton rope. Please enquire for these friendly beings
Size: 40 x 40 approx
Natures patina paints its own finish.
Size: 100 X 100
Compilation of a fridge and a toolbox..
Size: 100 x 74
Power of the Bark
Natures strength within enhances a rusting finish.
Size: 132 X 139
My pop art piece from filing cabinet drawer fronts, back then the filing cabinet was the office king.
Size: 87 x 57
Level of Vision
A trial of re-integrating steel for asthetic stimulation.
Size: 67 X 131
an abstract view to the bush and the sea from the foreshore
Size: 180 x 180 x 220 approx
The Timber Sea
The artist’s method promotes the contrasts of timber.
A fragmented world but inside we hold.
Beyond our Grasping Hand
In our lives we are always looking for the next moment.
Natural or $1550 well rusted.
Bark The Dog
He was great therapy and release for his 200 or so hours of production.
Not For Sale
From decimated surroundings springs the shoots depicting our deep resilience, strength and determination, to recover from devastating bushfire.
This piece is going to be installed as part of “Sculpture at Bathers” 2020
Mystery in the Seabed
For thousands of centuries, sailors of the world have allured to mystical creatures of the sea. Was it their imagination running untamed, hallucinations ensuing of time spent absent from the soft, perfumed comfort of the women left behind.