Born in Liverpool 1955 and grew up in a small mining town in South Yorkshire. After an apprenticeship at the local pit, I travelled round Europe for a few years, doing all sorts of mindless jobs, filed under experience. Studied art at Rotterdam Academie voor Beeldenden Kunsten and sculpture at Sheffield City Polytechnic. Now resident in Leeuwarden.

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It would seem churlish not to write something about my work after having made this site so with the hope of not being boring or seeming too self obsessed, I’ll try and put a little context to the work on this site.The medium and the process is often more important to me than the subject. That said, I'm drawn to the erotic, the absurd, the ridiculous, the satirical, the surreal, the weirdness and strangeness of things. I should also add, the political but that also incorporates the same list of adjectives. I am not interested in the other worldly but more the feeling that something isn't quite what it should be, a facsimile over a facsimile, entering a room where the furniture has shifted. The art work on this website is my current obsession.


My poetry maps my moods and obsessions, my observations of the world, like a mirror it reflects. One can't escape oneself, the more one looks out, the more one reveals what's inside. The more I try to escape myself, the more I capture myself. What started out as a distraction ends up being an obsession. I don't think I am unique in this, my work is just what I do with this experience.


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Abstract or figurative, large or small or somewhere in between, whatever the artist's intellectual basis for a work, it should speak directly to the viewer. Once you try to explain an image in words, the image then becomes an illustration to the text. I have in the past, while trying to resist the impulse, often created didactic images. Got on my soap box and preached to the world about politics or some other current obsession from my easel or drawing board. I've always felt they have served as some sort of safety valve for my frustrations but rarely have I felt they were successful as pieces of art. I think visual art is best served by filling the silences between words, communicating that that can't be spoken. That doesn't preclude politics or whatever I want to preach about but it does mean questioning myself and engaging with the ambiguity of experience.