Artwork

When I went to Art School my teachers frowned upon anything that looked vaguely recognizable. I was forced to paint basic angular shapes filled with cheeky shades of pink, giving the finished pieces pretentious names like Nude 476 or 5 Nudes Giving Birth. I think they called this 'Modernism'. After years of denial I've come out of the closet. I'm a Post-Modernist. Here are some examples of me gettin' down with my PoMo self.

Dance Jellyfish. Dance.

The Spy

Jude and the Deer

A Chance Meeting