Three new paintings

Recent work

Hot Tiles Acrylic on Canvas – 32″ x 24″
Hot Cross Fun – Acrylic on Canvas, 32″ x 24″
Rosie – Acrylic on Canvas, 32″ x 24″

Sam – New Painting

Sam – Acrylic on Canvas Board 2022
40cm x 50cm, 16″ x 20″

Nikki – Portrait of a character

Here’s Nikki

Nikki is one of a series of characters, each with their own unique back story. Back stories will be published later.

Nikki
Acrylic on Canvas Board
4ocm x 50cm – 16” x 20” approx

An early walk to the weir

An early walk to the weir
young gulls, learning
loving, cold, water
rushing, falling
casual crows, black, white-necked, doves
pecking, grass
ducks, basking, blissfully, bathing,
warm, bright, gold, late summer, sun
river, tumbling
endless, rushing, song
Annie’s bench
sitting, silently, thinking
days, ahead, days,
long gone.

Again
swans, duck, dive
tails, aloft
beaks, beneath, sparkling surface
young gulls, splashing
ugly dogs rushing
stationary ducks, wet mud, camouflaging
fallen, fruit
overfed crows
loping lazily, grass grazing
walking, home, day, beginning

Everything Changes

A link to my songs on Bandcamp that I wrote some time ago and recorded last year along with Dafydd as Mwgwd
https://mwgwd.bandcamp.com/
 

Opening Chapter Dec 2001

This is something I wrote in 2001, that’s nearly twenty-one years ago as I write this. It’s either genius or a piece of shit. I suppose it could even be both.

You decide! (or not, I don’t care)

Continue reading “Opening Chapter Dec 2001”

A deliberate poem – Brown Black Birds

I wrote this poem yesterday while sitting in my car in a car park in Cardiff. It took around 15 minutes to write and another 2 minutes to record after reading it through.

The original text was not edited and neither was the recording, but I was tempted.

Sometimes the raw unedited material has something special about it that should be preserved.

Here’s the audio recording.

and here’s the original text

A Deliberate Poem – Brown Black Birds

A blackbird, a finch
pecking, feeding
This is their Eden
Other birds
Chirping
as they watch
from the green leaf-laden
branches
Another blackbird
perched on a chimney pot
You don’t normally see them
up there
Maybe it’s a big starling
or a small jackdaw
It’s a bird anyway
A fat brown blackbird
a collection of worms
dripping
from its beak
It’s a car park
in an inner city suburb
where people suffer
from drugs and poverty
from ignorance and brutality
from neglect and abuse
from the greed
from the selfishness
from the well-rewarded
jailors
via each other
while the blackbirds
and the finches
and the starlings
and the jackdaws
and the brown black birds
chirrup in their paradise

The beginning of something?

Work in progress
Acrylic on Canvas 600mm x 690mm
After a while.

See also it’s a mystery – completed painting

a few recent paintings

here’s a few recent paintings.

there’s about 50 altogether, mostly 12″ x 10″ – 30cm x 25cm – acrylic on canvas, some larger acrylic on paper. Most painted on the coffee table in the evenings over the last few months.

some may be for sale, contact me if interested

This is Petal

Anyway, here’s Petal.

Petal: 420 x 297mm (A3), Acrylic on paper.

Art Exhibition

Click on an image to begin

Celandine

Celandine – Acrylic on canvas board, 20″ x 16″

Crocuses finished on wall

Framed and ready to roll. This painting will be on display and for sale at The Wholefood Shop in a few days. Not sure about the price yet but I like it a lot so . . . .

Crocuses – Oil on Canvas 80cm x 60cm (plus frame)

Crocuses

Oils on canvas 2017

needs finishing and framing – planning to do it over the Easter weekend

It will be on display in The Wholefood Shop after that.

Oil painting of Cricuses
Crocuses 2017 – Oils on Canvas 80cm x 60cm

Skin and Bones – New Novel available now

Skin is a taxi driver, Bones is a Detective Inspector. They hate each other but both operate on the same patch, the large ex-industrial town of Elchurch on the South Coast of Wales. A young woman is found dead and they are both drawn into the investigation. But all is not what it seems as the brothers separately and together deal with the consequences of the murder.

Available now:

Kindle Version: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B08QJ8MSCB

Paperback: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1904958737

Skin and Bones – new novel coming soon

My new novel Skin and Bones will be published soon. It is in the final stages of proofreading.

Skin is a taxi driver and his brother Bones is a police detective. They do not get on but since they both operate in the large post-industrial town of Elchurch on the South Wales coast they often come across each other in the course of their work.

They both become embroiled in the apparent disappearance of an enigmatic young woman who is driven home by Skin late one night from the town centre. As the story unfolds it becomes apparent that all is not what it seems.

Here’s a draft cover idea.

Coming Out of Lockdown

Oil on canvas 15/6/2020 – 60cm x 50cm / 24″ x 20″

Painted between April and June 2020 during the Covid lockdown. On display in The Wholefood Shop Cardiff  and for sale at the right price.

The painting was started as a pure abstract, in the sense that there was a blank canvas, a random selection of oil paints, brushes and spatulas and no definable objective in mind other than the need to spread some colour and create an image.

What emerged is a representation of what it felt like during lockdown and when the first signs of its easing began.

The colours are fiery, representing the fever of coronavirus. The composition is of two individuals facing away from each other as if to maintain social distancing. The shape in the middle is undefined but may be thought of as an unknowable and unspeakable thing, an awareness of the hugeness and awfulness of the virus on the psyche of those who happen to be alive during the pandemic.

Yet, at its core it is a joyous and hopeful image, with a bright and powerful energy that comes from the very heart of the universe, from the source of life and love itself.

Croeso – Welcome

What’s it all about then?

No one’s got a clue really, but we try to do our best.

This website exists to display a bit of one person’s attempts to do their best. When I say ‘best’ I’m not sure if that’s true in the sense that everything here is perfectly crafted, because it’s not. Some of it is roughly hewn or not hewn at all, simply pointed at, but then again, maybe that’s the best I can do.

I dunno.

I reckon that less than 1 in 100 visitors to this website are actual human beings so if you’re one of them and not a bot, and have managed to read this far down the page, I hope you can find something of interest here.

Just scroll and click and search. Turn over some metaphorical stones – there’s quite a lot to uncover even if I do say so myself.

blah blah – you know the score – here’s a poem from 1999 about knowing the score

ninetyfivefive
 
 you know the score
 in a movie 
 or a tv show
 the flaws
 small flaws
 idiosyncratic flaws
 twelve flaws
 or just one 
 we’re allowed to be flawed 
 it’s ok as long as in the end 
 we’re fucking good at our job
 in my real life i’m an artex ceiling of cracks and fissures
 with some small redemption
 
 it’s kind of arse-backwards ain’t it?

More Reflections in a Bin

Here’s a short video clip set on/in a bin

Taken the same time as the photo in a previous post, i.e. March 16th, at the beginning of lockdown

The Flying Boy

I recently completed writing a new novel. The title of the book is ‘Skin and Bones’ . More news on that soon, but in the meantime here is an update on a major work-in-progress.

It’s a book with the working title of ‘The Flying Boy’. The title refers to a recurring dream I used to have when I as a boy, probably no more than eight or nine years old, possibly younger.

The dream involved me flying along the street where I lived at rooftop height. I think it influenced me a lot, in fact I am influenced a lot by the recurring dreams of my childhood. There were a lot of them.

I already wrote a book based on the one about The Three Bears and much of my other thoughts about what the universe is, how time works, reincarnation, spirituality, morality and so on, originate in my childhood dreams.

There will be more info about The Flying Boy in future I’m sure and one day the book will be published. Don’t expect a ‘normal’ novel-like thing, but it is a novel. In the meantime, here’s an extract from the work-in-progress. Continue reading “The Flying Boy”