‘If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern’ ~ William Blake
‘It would be all too easy to be cynical and state the obvious: 21st century consumerism, spearheaded by Big Tech, has reduced every crumb of our stupid modern existence to a meaningless commodity. Every. Fucking. Crumb. While I have some sympathy with this view, not least because it’s hard to find evidence to the contrary, I nevertheless despise its apathy and defeatism. Deleuze considered art an act of resistance. I am curious about the possibility of its re-enchantment. The many woodland walks I take, through all seasons, I find there is something undeniably poetic about nature’s unceasing interplay, an enigmatic dance between endless forms, seen and unseen. Amid the ever-changing contours of an ever-present landscape, simply being, a unity of wilderness and serenity is waiting to be discovered at the antipodes of the mind. ~ Percival Alexander
‘The genuine artist is never “true to life.” He sees what is real, but not as we are normally aware of it. We do not go storming through life like actors in a play. Art is never real life.’ ~ Wallace Stevens
A selection of earlier works (2008-2012) drawing from abstraction and the figure.
