Promenade
Promenade

The painter might make the pilgrimage toward the perfect light for their work; but more often the struggle leads you down the path of cheap living and studio space in the parts of town most people don't want to live; Waterloo Promenade was one of these places where the council offered me a 4 story house for my son and myself. The Promenade where even the sun looked like a dirty light bulb casting a vampiric shadow of poverty. 

 A series of work started as pencil drawings as I sat looking at the sights from my front garden; I had the idea of depicting the street as though Lowry had drawn it whilst sniffing glue; I made dozens of pencil drawings which I soon grew despondent with, they just looked like bad Lowry's and so I gathered them up in a bin bag and threw them out of the back door into the the tall weeds growing there thinking the bin men would take them away. 

Promenade
Promenade

A year or so later in a fit of home improvement I went to tackle the nettle jungle at the back of the house and rediscovered the drawings still intact inside the plastic bin bag. Discarding them with the intent of destroying them and recovering them with a new insight gave them an added dimension; also the stains and deterioration they had picked up inside the rotting plastic bag added another aesthetic. We neglect and then regret the loss and saving something from the point of no return, all seemed to fit the Promenade; As Leornardo said art is never finished only abandoned. The bad Lowry's seemed a good representation of a street I had become all too familiar with by then; but now the street I saw in those drawings was a strange kind of self portrait. 

 The Promenade where the dandelions grow through the pavement and the blind men come and go from the blind centre, walking past the drunks, drug addicts and girls for sale. Life was made for wasting, time created for killing, a perfect place to paint.

The Promenade where the dandelions grow through the pavement and the blind men come and go from the blind centre, walking past the drunks, drug addicts and girls for sale. Life was made for wasting, time created for killing, a perfect place to paint.

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What Shall We Do For The Rent
What Shall We Do For The Rent

Etching & Chine Colle

De463.jpg
blindman.jpg
BLINDMAN.jpg
boy with the Cadmium blues.jpg
front door etch.jpg
pram side.jpg
old dandelion.jpg
Dandelions
Dandelions

Oil on paper.A3.2000

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promenade_crack_head changed.jpg
blindmansmall.jpg
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blindman shoe.jpg
boy starrin.jpg
blindman charcoal.jpg
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When the Walls Plant a Seed.jpg
drunks peg.jpg
whore with death tattoo.jpg
pram sketch9.jpg
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self portrait standin.jpg
list3.jpg
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pram note1.jpg
junky.jpg
list2.jpg
list4.jpg
junkie3.jpg
smokinwhore.jpg
scan0002.jpg
old man.jpg
bed and man.jpg
tree and kids.jpg
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bubble crop.jpg
drunk ink.jpg
dandelion 13jpeg.jpg
darkeragony.jpg
dandelions oil.jpg
Before the Flood.jpg
pram painting for moores2.jpg
plastic nazi.jpg
3398782869_cfc8f9af05_o.jpg
blindsmallgraph.jpg
me on the prom.jpg
ambulance.jpg
pram broke wheel.jpg
2.jpg
pram sketch3.jpg
saftey pin girl.jpg
suicidepuppet.jpg
old sketch-84.jpg
broke window cropped.jpg
crime and punishment.20cmx30cm.jpg
prom.babies.jpg
promenade.21cmx18cm.jpg
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ambulanceswitch.jpg
bed.13cmx8.jpg
blindmanwood.jpg
playin mum.jpg
girk and doll etch.jpg
promenade. blindman.20.5x20.5.jpg
The Local Stigmatic
The Local Stigmatic

Oil on canvas.130cmx200cm.2011

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Figure in a room
Figure in a room
De435.jpg
artist and model.jpg
De427.jpg
love nest2.jpg
6.jpg
3.jpg
nazi 5.jpg
lagoon.jpg
Drunk.jpg
crime and punishment.jpg
sphinx pencil.jpg
junkie4.jpg
junkie2.jpg
junkie 1.jpg
De421.jpg
De422.jpg
De425.jpg
De426.jpg
De428.jpg
De443.jpg
De448.jpg
swings.jpg
the kids.jpg
love.jpg
nest.jpg
bonnie n clyde car.jpg
A-Z of household management.jpg
Sideways glance.jpg
Promenade
Promenade
 The Promenade where the dandelions grow through the pavement and the blind men come and go from the blind centre, walking past the drunks, drug addicts and girls for sale. Life was made for wasting, time created for killing, a perfect place to paint.
3400014434_5290257c4a_o.jpg
What Shall We Do For The Rent
De463.jpg
blindman.jpg
BLINDMAN.jpg
boy with the Cadmium blues.jpg
front door etch.jpg
pram side.jpg
old dandelion.jpg
Dandelions
3400016016_cef6083424_o.jpg
3399449655_f08461458d_o.jpg
3396178473_4c18d7c7a9_o.jpg
promenade_crack_head changed.jpg
blindmansmall.jpg
3396156361_54b0a6dacd_o.jpg
3399218895_571415329b_o.jpg
blindman shoe.jpg
boy starrin.jpg
blindman charcoal.jpg
3395067973_772a3853be_o.jpg
When the Walls Plant a Seed.jpg
drunks peg.jpg
whore with death tattoo.jpg
pram sketch9.jpg
3400261202_608e84f327_o.jpg
3399428991_6da2f63e83_o.jpg
self portrait standin.jpg
list3.jpg
3400011756_49e13722db_o.jpg
pram note1.jpg
junky.jpg
list2.jpg
list4.jpg
junkie3.jpg
smokinwhore.jpg
scan0002.jpg
old man.jpg
bed and man.jpg
tree and kids.jpg
3400033040_0446aea103_o.jpg
bubble crop.jpg
drunk ink.jpg
dandelion 13jpeg.jpg
darkeragony.jpg
dandelions oil.jpg
Before the Flood.jpg
pram painting for moores2.jpg
plastic nazi.jpg
3398782869_cfc8f9af05_o.jpg
blindsmallgraph.jpg
me on the prom.jpg
ambulance.jpg
pram broke wheel.jpg
2.jpg
pram sketch3.jpg
saftey pin girl.jpg
suicidepuppet.jpg
old sketch-84.jpg
broke window cropped.jpg
crime and punishment.20cmx30cm.jpg
prom.babies.jpg
promenade.21cmx18cm.jpg
3399996228_2e2f642baa_o.jpg
ambulanceswitch.jpg
bed.13cmx8.jpg
blindmanwood.jpg
playin mum.jpg
girk and doll etch.jpg
promenade. blindman.20.5x20.5.jpg
The Local Stigmatic
old sketch-80.jpg
old sketch-81.jpg
old sketch-82.jpg
4.jpg
old sketch-85.jpg
Figure in a room
De435.jpg
artist and model.jpg
De427.jpg
love nest2.jpg
6.jpg
3.jpg
nazi 5.jpg
lagoon.jpg
Drunk.jpg
crime and punishment.jpg
sphinx pencil.jpg
junkie4.jpg
junkie2.jpg
junkie 1.jpg
De421.jpg
De422.jpg
De425.jpg
De426.jpg
De428.jpg
De443.jpg
De448.jpg
swings.jpg
the kids.jpg
love.jpg
nest.jpg
bonnie n clyde car.jpg
A-Z of household management.jpg
Sideways glance.jpg
Promenade

The painter might make the pilgrimage toward the perfect light for their work; but more often the struggle leads you down the path of cheap living and studio space in the parts of town most people don't want to live; Waterloo Promenade was one of these places where the council offered me a 4 story house for my son and myself. The Promenade where even the sun looked like a dirty light bulb casting a vampiric shadow of poverty. 

 A series of work started as pencil drawings as I sat looking at the sights from my front garden; I had the idea of depicting the street as though Lowry had drawn it whilst sniffing glue; I made dozens of pencil drawings which I soon grew despondent with, they just looked like bad Lowry's and so I gathered them up in a bin bag and threw them out of the back door into the the tall weeds growing there thinking the bin men would take them away. 

Promenade

A year or so later in a fit of home improvement I went to tackle the nettle jungle at the back of the house and rediscovered the drawings still intact inside the plastic bin bag. Discarding them with the intent of destroying them and recovering them with a new insight gave them an added dimension; also the stains and deterioration they had picked up inside the rotting plastic bag added another aesthetic. We neglect and then regret the loss and saving something from the point of no return, all seemed to fit the Promenade; As Leornardo said art is never finished only abandoned. The bad Lowry's seemed a good representation of a street I had become all too familiar with by then; but now the street I saw in those drawings was a strange kind of self portrait. 

The Promenade where the dandelions grow through the pavement and the blind men come and go from the blind centre, walking past the drunks, drug addicts and girls for sale. Life was made for wasting, time created for killing, a perfect place to paint.

What Shall We Do For The Rent

Etching & Chine Colle

Dandelions

Oil on paper.A3.2000

The Local Stigmatic

Oil on canvas.130cmx200cm.2011

Figure in a room
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