Like dreams, paintings are all about yourself, everything is a self portrait. In this one I am at once Benedicta and Piggyman, perhaps we all are, depends if it’s a good day or n

Saint George, later in life, meets another dragon and things don’t go as well as they did last time.

Overlooking the beach, near the northern tip of the South Island of New Zealand, in a place called Collingwood. A quick sketch of a house that was for sale many years ago.

The pencil sketch was done from the roof of the Flinders Street campus of The City Art Institute of Sydney in 1988. The acrylic painting was made from the drawing but I think the o

A pencil drawing of a gum tree in Mount Martha, Mornington, Victoria, Australia - 1987

I've spent all day rationalising off this melancholy dew... but here comes dusk again, setting on my shoulder