"Art" is not there to be worshipped in temple like galleries, which is too often the case. It should be a part of everyday life, along with washing the dishes, going clubbing, doing the shopping and going to the movies.
I want to make my art to fit in with real life, and I have tried various ways to achieve this. I have tried painting realistically, because this way is the most widely understood in the community, and decoratively, because art does not need to be grandiose, and screaming to the world. I have tried fantasy works, drawing goblins and fairies from childhood tales, because art need not be serious and 'grown-up'. And I have painted abstracts, trying to induce the viewer to understand and reflect the emotions and mind-states in which they were painted. I have been cynical and optimistic, angry and peaceful. And I have tried to reflect this ambivalence in my work, giving equal recognition and representation to each aspect.
My work cannot be anything but personal, nor can any artist's be. Because it is not possible to separate oneself from one's work. From the choice of subject matter to the technique and message of the work, it is the artist's own reflection, their opinions and their beliefs.
Biography
Born in 1982, I am the eldest of five. In order of age my siblings are thus; David, my brother who is nineteen, my brother Ben, who is 15, my sister Emily, who is 14, and my sister Jacqui, also 14.
I grew up largely in the mountains of Pakenham Upper, blissfully ignorant of the poverty in which we lived. My fondest memories of this time, are the nights when the music was turned up as loudly as it would go. When all the adults were drunk and dancing in the main room and in the kitchen, my Mum dancing on the bar, which had been made of old packing crates, and everyone was happy.
My parents divorced when I was a couple of years old, and every second weekend, my brother and I stayed with him. He moved around a lot, which was great fun for David and I, and he played guitar along with some others, in a coffee shop called the "Green Lantern". I remember playing with the microphones before the customers came, copying the popstars on the telly, and learning for the first time, that if you are so close to the microphone you're touching it, it sounds terrible! I remember thinking that my Dad was the most famous musician in the world, and the thrill it was, to be asked on my birthday, I think it was my fourth or fifth, what song I would like them to play next?
I chose "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star"?
Okay, give me a break? I was just a kid after all.
Mum, my brother David, and Emily moved to Drouin when I was about seven, and I spent most of high-school trying to be expelled, being a teenager and angry about everything. I had a bit of a breakdown at during year 11, and moved to live with my Grandmother and became a saner, happier and more balanced person.
Fortunately I wasn't expelled (though for the life of me I don't know why! It certainly wasn't for lack of trying!), and I finished my VCE in 2000, though my score 67.45, left a lot to be desired.
Since then I have studied Visual Art at Chisholm Institute (graduating class of 2002)