Updates from my studio

Messing About with Paint


Oil on Canvas 90cmx120cm

A cheery, summer, painting from Mum’s garden.

The intensity of the roses a bit unexpected, creating a balance for the intensity of the blue sky.

A tad more detail than I was initially looking for.

Messing About with Paint

What Could Have Been

Oil on canvas 76cmx102cm

Portrait of a homeless women in Knysna.
Perhaps a fitting title on the eve of the American election that is reverberating around the planet??.
Her gentleness, and beauty shinning through the hardships of her life. A glimpse of what could have been. In a different world.
Based the portrait on Bertha Morisot’s work that she did on brown paper. Naples yellow, and raw sienna, with a touch of burnt umber, as an underpainting to create the paper background, allowing the Naples yellow to dry before applying the raw sienna.
Messing About with Paint

Colour Madness

Oil on canvas 122cmx41cm

Streaks of colour, an abstract expression (Action Painting) of quickly rendered gestures, capturing the essence of emotion, painted directly from the paint-tube onto a horizontal canvas on the studio floor.

The bending over playing hell with my back!

Being less than comfortable at what I was doing, and even less sure as to the result, I used paint that was still lying in my ‘magic box’. Struggling to keep the colours clean and not to control the abstract approach.

The unusual technique entertaining those who passed the studio.

Diary of an Adventure, Messing About with Paint

Harbour Town Adventures

Portrait of ‘The Fisherman’ finished. Tossed on the sea of life. His hoody, a halo of protection, insulating him. Retreating into the anonymity of its darkness. Within which his eyes stare unwaveringly at the hostile environment within which the homeless exist.

Raw Sienna mixed with rose and a touch of Naples yellow gold as the base colour for the portrait, with shades of Indian Red and Cobalt Blue grey.

My elbow complaining at the contortions.

Early summer days. Beach walk at first light. Paddling, with blue herons watching, in pure stillness. Feet pounding the brick paving alongside the lagoon. Braai fire creating a glow, adding to the fiery sunsets across the water. Owl hooting its greeting to those who pause long enough to listen. Pin-tail Whydah’s filling the air with attitude.
osbloodLimited edition, hand-crafted wines from Osbloed winery in Somerset West. Each with its unique story, and intriguingly different to those we normally drink.
The Knysna River glowing in the sunset. Red-bridge a shadow. A question, as to how would Jackson Pollack paint such a scene? Did his paintings have any compositional strategy (He famously said: “I don’t paint from nature, I am nature.”), or were they a random splattering of paint, without an underlying concept? “When I paint, I have a general notion.” Jackson Pollack 51. Colour as shape.
Can his ‘action technique’, as manifested in ‘drip painting’, be applied to my style, which is neat and compact (His were none of those things!)? Ever mindful of the person who came through the studio exclaiming ‘Thank goodness, not another #¥@! landscape!’.
The river, the flow between past, present and future. ‘The River does not flow, but the bridge does.’
Terry’s dinner menu full of Mediterranean flavours. An instant transportation that made one want to head off to Greece, Turkey or Morocco. Salmon ceviche starter (lime, orange, chilli and red onion), followed by grilled leg of lamb with roasted bringel and a yogurt sauce infused with turmeric, paprika, and mint.
Messing About with Paint

Boy and his dog

Oil on Canvas 90cmx60cm

The beach paintings of Joaquin Sorolla are full of movement and life, capturing the innocent pleasure of children in particular. This, my inspiration for the painting of the Boy and his dog.
Bold strokes, on an underpainting of Naples Yellow that pushed into the abstract expressionism boundaries for the painting. For the shadows in the painting, I used Purple Madder (Van Dyk 38) with Cadmium Yellow Deep as a contrasting colour. A mixture of Raw Sienna and Rose Quinacridone contrasted with Cobalt Blue for the water. Touches of grey made from Indian Red and Cobalt Blue were used to add sparkle to the white. Flashes of Magenta to ensure the unpredictability of the beach.
Messing About with Paint

Station 12

Oil on Canvas 90cmx60cm


From a photo by Berend, of the NSRI boat waiting to pass through the Heads.

To highlight the bravery of the NSRI crew, and the enormity of passing into unknown seas and storms, the waters of the lagoon are an unsettled platform. The clouds and seas a maelstrom.

I used an under-painting of Cobalt Blue, Venice Red and Permanent Magenta, which as a tad magenta heavy. For the seas, the grey of Cobalt Blue and Venice red was supplemented with Mediterranean green, and a hint of Phthalo Blue. For the sky, I used zink white with turquoise, cobalt blue and the grey mix. I ended up with spots of Indian Yellow as my finger brushed it while being charged with the blue mix. It added a bit of mystery to the painting which I left.

Messing About with Paint

Spring Exhibition

For Spring 2016, surround yourself in colours full of the energy of a new season.
Flora, the Roman goddess of flowering plants, was depicted wearing light spring clothing, holding small bouquets of flowers, sometimes crowned with blossoms. Ovid identifies Her with the Greek flower-nymph Chloris, whose name means “yellow or pale green”, the colour of Spring.
Step into a magical wonderland of Impressionist flowers, one of the great joys of spring.
Messing About with Paint

Preacher Man

Oil on Canvas 67cmx102cm

Structured on the Fibonacci spiral to give the portrait its focal point, and to cocoon the portrait. An ethereal protection of the priest, whose soul has been ravaged by war.
His Indian heritage gave direction for the colouring used in the painting, with a subtle yellow undertone, contrasted with black hair, and beard. Red from the fires of burning ships, and the blue-grey of the sea to highlight his life in the navy, dominating the palette.
However, despite the past and being homeless, with all its hardship, he is at peace. Mesmerized by the shifting tides. Sunsets and sunrises and his prayers for a gentler world.