"The main thing is to be moved, to love, to hope, to tremble, to live." (Auguste Rodin).

Having painted figuratively for most of my life, I decided to do a degree in order to push my boundaries beyond the figurative. I'm now in the final year of my BA(Hons) Fine Art Course at Hereford College of Arts and during the past years of study I've been employing deeper investigation into subject matter, the way I express my reactions to it and the materials I choose to work with. It has been and continues to be an exciting and sometimes frustrating journey but at last I feel that I've found a path worth following, however rough.

For the past few months, I've been working in an empty house, uninhabited since 1974. Through being immersed in the atmosphere while I painted there, my initial interest in making work from the contents of the place has been overtaken by a need to try to capture something of the haunting undersong of the rooms and of the emotions and awareness that evokes in me.

Since then I've been investigating Freud's 'unheimlich' in the unlikely juxtapositions of furniture and objects; the unnerving sense of something almost glimpsed out of the corner of my eye, and also exploring the palimpsestic nature of time and memories - our brief existence between nascence and death and the traces we leave when we die. Both form an utterly absorbing and boundless enquiry and one that I feel will sustain my artistic exploration for the foreseeable future.

Finally I'm painting what I feel and not just what I see...