100 ways to count time

“Don’t think about making art, just get it done.  Let everyone else decide if it’s good or bad, whether they love it or hate it.  While they are deciding, make even more art.” ~ Andy Warhol.


Sometimes I take sideways look. A change of perspective is refreshing and replenishing. I've always surrounded myself in color, it lights me up and brings with it so many of my ideas. And I love contrast. I'm someone who thrives on change and novelty. I bounce along with the momentum. So alongside all the bright clashing … Continue reading contrast

merging emerging

Last night I couldn't sleep. So I painted. And I pondered. Life is as quick as a flash, a sprint through some generations and it's done. And life is a slow evolution, spiralling up through understanding new layers of the game. It's both. Everything & Nothing. Empty & Full. Contrast & Confusion. Zigs & Zags. … Continue reading merging emerging


Yesterday I went to the funeral of the mother of an old friend. I don't see him much these days, our lives distanced in different directions, but as a teenager I spent some time hanging out at his house and with his family, so I went along to say hello/goodbye. The last time we saw each … Continue reading hello/goodbye

on story telling

My last post, the lovely comments it received, and the reaction to the project I described has got me thinking much more about a few things. Y'know, little inconsequential things -  The nature of reality, the fabric of time.... I'm not even sure if I'm being facetious here (so ingrained in my character as that … Continue reading on story telling

oddments & day bits

If I could add up all these bit of days, these odd hours I find wanting for what to do. Many nights I find a fragment between 2 & 4 am. Then there's bits of afternoons as well. Bits of uncertain waiting. Placeless snips and snaps. Trimmed minutes at the end of one thing, before … Continue reading oddments & day bits

the midweek weekend

I love and hate time. I don't believe in time per se, not as a strictly regulated measured thing. I think of it more as a malleable substance that (with practice) can be manipulated. And with just the tiniest amount of neglect, can run away (forever). Some years ago I worked an office job Tuesday … Continue reading the midweek weekend

time marches forward

I was away for a couple of days, but the page a day project ticks along! Friday's page is here.... Being fascinated by mechanics, numbers and time, clocks are a constant source of interest to me. Over the years I've often incorporated clock faces in art, and I thought it was about time I had … Continue reading time marches forward