
A painter whose subject matter is ostensibly the world of the carnival and cheap, tawdry restaurants. But these paintings are pervaded by a mysterious psychological drama just beyond the conscious threshold, evoking not an escapist retreat into childhood but the haunting and melancholic frisson of the collision of childhood innocence and wonder with an ever dwindling, constricting adult world, where ghosted, squandered selves linger; the erosion of the self in a sea of false promises. However their formal mastery and subtle echoing of their artistic antecedents bespeaks a compassion and restraint well beyond one-dimensional political posturing. Then again, like all serious paintings, anything said about them is probably a load of baloney. Best to take a look at the work in question and like the judge said to the jury, "strike the aforesaid from the record". Selwyn Rodda
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