Latest print, surfboards.

Some of my paintings are being used as part of the styling of an amazing house on Victoria Avenue Unley Park

Kids at the beach

Ahoy!

Best of times, best of friends....

Vespa, approx. 1 metre square, framed simply in timber.  Ready to go to a new home!

Just watching....

small painting on beautiful recycled timber.

A couple in the Marais, Paris

"When I grow up"

I have just finished painting this storage cube, 40cm x 40cm x 40cm.  Painted on 2 sides, ideal for storage in a child's room.

I found the time yesterday and last night to paint this one... wonder what he is looking for?

There's a hot northerly blowing down this way, not the nicest day to be out doing anything at all really. If it wasn't school holidays I'd be angling to get into my painting studio to get started on something.  I had an idea for a new painting the other day and I want to get started on it.  A boy looking out to sea (nothing new about that you night say) but this time it's night time and he's holding up a lantern or a candle, looking out for something....maybe he lost something at the beach, like a thong or a boogie board, maybe it's deeper than that... I'm not sure yet.

This is a painting I did of my grandfather, who we used to call Gar.  He used to come and stay with us and he used to sleep in our sleep out.  He would shine our shoes, sometimes putting a florin (2 shilling piece) in our shoes as a surprise.  He would tell great stories and I never once heard him raise his voice or say a cross word about anyone.  He was a gentle giant, and, like the BFG, had very long ears.  I remember that he used to sit under a weeping willow tree at the end of our yard and we would all sit on the ground around him mesmerised by his apple peeling and tall stories.  He would pull out his pocket knife and peel apples in on long spiral of peel, then dextrously cut it and offer up slices to us from the end of the knife.  He was a lovely gentle man.

My brother wrote this poem about Gar.

GAR

He was old and grey and white

Sharp as his knife,

Tobacco in his lap. (Erinmore Flake)

When I caught a feather he put it in his hat,

For luck.

He had six daughters

And a crook leg where a horse kicked him.

He drove a team for a week at a time.

Tall and strong

Farm-hard

An outdoor, verandah-sitting, pipe-smoking man.

Told good stories,

Gave off goodness.

Taught Richie Benaud how to bowl.

Hand made box from recycled timber, with painting of polka dot shoes inside.

This is a little painting I did on rough plywood.  It is a scene from out the front of a beautiful cafe/restaurant in the Marais area of Paris.  The cafe is called "Les Philosophes", a beautiful place to sit and watch the world go by.

This is me.

I love to paint.

If you visit this blog, please make a comment if you see something you like.. it will cheer me up.  Thanks.

A recent commission, a 40th birthday present for a lucky man from his beautiful wife.  My first nude, a bit of a challenge but I like the way it turned out (and so did they)!

Most recent commission.

Two of my prints that are now hanging at Signature on Hastings, Hastings Street, Noosa.  Such a beautiful shop where they do such an amazing job of displaying items.  The feedback has been terrific so far and there are another 6 to 8 prints scattered around the store apparently!

This is the front window of Two Pairs on Magill Rd at Norwood.  Fabulous shop, Christina's decorating style always makes my prints and paintings look as good as they can look!

Two original paintings in at two pairs as of today.

Both are about 1 metre square and both are for sale.

My prints 

Two Pairs, Norwood  &  Signature on Hastings, Noosa