Why I turned her down
A friend asked me yesterday if I was free one night next week. The answer was a regretful “No, sorry, can’t”. it’s not as if… Read More »Why I turned her down
I've been an artist all of my life, and my paintings now hang on walls in Europe, USA and Canada. I'm working on getting them on the other continents! My wide range of artwork has been exhibited nearer to home in the East Midlands, with the Guild of Erotic Artists at Beaumont Hall Studios in Hertfordshire, and at "Erotica", Olympia, London. I have also been featured alongside my work in the Guild of Erotic Artists book (volume 2). I love to create dramatic interest in my pictures, whether it’s to paint an unusual landscape, or just to utilise dramatic lighting in my figure drawings or strong colour in my animal portraits. Delighting in the spontaneous tendencies of watercolour adds an interesting and distinctive look to my paintings, some of which are purposefully ambiguous, enabling the viewer to use their own interpretation of my artwork. I also love to hide images, and humour within my paintings, whether it’s a secret message, or an erotic couple hidden within a landscape, or even an erotic landscape where the couple are camouflaged as the features of the land itself. I am equally happy painting in oils, acrylics or watercolours and love to draw with pencil or ink. I have also developed the very effective method of drawing using white pencil on black card which creates dramatic pictures by just picking out where the light catches the body and leaving the rest of the image to the imagination, in darkness. I can also utilise many different styles, whether it is realistic, abstract, surrealistic, erotic, fantasy or camouflage art where something is hidden within the painting. I'm just passionate about my art, whatever I paint! But, it doesn't matter how many landscapes or pet portraits I paint, its always the erotic stuff that people are interested in! I started blogging to share some of the strange conversations I have with the people I meet. But its evolved into far more than that now.
A friend asked me yesterday if I was free one night next week. The answer was a regretful “No, sorry, can’t”. it’s not as if… Read More »Why I turned her down
I’m really excited about my forthcoming solo exhibitions at the Sh! Women’s Erotic Emporiums, starting with their Hoxton branch on 2nd September til 30th September, and… Read More »Sh! have shouted loud for me
Every so often I invite complete strangers into my house. Its not often, and there is always a reason. The latest reason being that I… Read More »Cleaning up and not being Adam
I had a bit of a clue in the week that I would be featured in the paper, from the journalist who wrote the article,… Read More »Tucked away on page 10
The last week has been a blur of days out with my nephew and his friend. The highlight of which was probably Alton Towers which… Read More »Family unit
My sixteen year old nephew has come to stay with me for a few days, along with his male friend, and I’m enjoying having two teenagers… Read More »Well cool and lush
The paraphernalia of old potting sheds is something of a delight to a gardener. The sight of old clay pots stacked up high awaiting this years… Read More »Earthy ideals
My friend K called to see me this week, and as always it was really good to see him, to have a catch up chat, our… Read More »For Four Fores
It’s going to take hours to do this picture. Hours of pencil drawing, hours of pen drawing, hours of watercolour painting, hours of looking at… Read More »Look and look again and look some more
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My hairdresser talked of an idea for a painting that she would like done, of someone close to her, and asked me if I could… Read More »The special painting within
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My friend the local historian, Stuart, rang me this morning. We chat regularly, every couple of weeks or so about things in general, flowers in… Read More »The smell of the greasepaint
The watercolour finished, viewed from every which way I could think of, tweaked and adjusted so that I was happy with it, I rang the… Read More »Just a bit too good
The naked man who I have spent most of the last couple of days with is almost ready to leave me. I’ve spent a few… Read More »Massage messages