Painting: Oranges

I attended one of my nephew’s junior football games last year, and at half-time one of the parents went around with a Tupperware container full of quartered oranges, offering them to the players. “It’s nice to see the parents help out like that,” I said to my brother. “When I played, the assistant coach used... Continue Reading →

Painting: Umbrella Man

When I was a kid, my family and I would go stay with my grandparents every September school holidays. Nan and Pop lived in the city. Aunty Ruby would visit us there; she lived nearby. She wasn’t our real aunty; she was a family friend; she and Nan had known each other since they were... Continue Reading →

Painting: Boy in Blue

We are mice in a maze, chasing lies spouted by corporate and political overlords. The closer we get to breaking free, the clearer we see the dead end ahead. But instead of crying out against the machine, we just hit the reward button and sedate ourselves with pellets of entertainment, illusions of meaning. We trade... Continue Reading →

Painting: Chrysanthemum Bush

I love the cool, shady colour of early morning, just before sunrise. Everything looks so calm. One morning while I was at my neighbour’s house to steal her newspaper, I noticed a flower bush in her garden looking especially pretty in that gentle light, so I decided to paint it. Oh, don’t worry, I gave... Continue Reading →

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