I am a self-made painter. When I was 5 I met an artist who was drawing comics for D.C. which impressed me a lot. Being a child I was fascinated with Michaelangelo and the cover art of 1960s horror comic books which pushed me to start with pencil drawing. I had a dream those days - to write and illustrate comic books. I even made one - complete comic book from the story to full illustration with a mind boggling name "Stink Brothers Final opening night".
Time went on but the power of drawing never left me since then, only getting stronger with every new work. At the start it was black & white pencil, then pastels, colour pencil, watercolour and finally oil painting .
I don't have Fine Arts diplomas and grades - I have my senses, eyes and colours to tell stories of life and people. I still believe these are the main grades to trust and I present all these to the judgement of the public, occasional visitors, amateurs and professionals.
The Walrus and the Carpenter, by Lewis Carroll is one of my favourite poems, perhaps because of the nonsense and contradictions , maybe it is the truth underneath the nonsense, I have attempted to capture this image 3 times, once was a number of years ago when i was still working with black pencils, then again a few years back in colour pencils, and now finally my latest attempt in oil, both the original and prints are available on offer
Work in progress , trying something new, which is applying a grisaille layer, which I will then overlay with the final layer of colour , the final peice will be available for sale as well as prints🙂
