"I try not to get too caught up theorising about what I do 
        or why. It just happens, and that’s enough for me right 
        now. I’m enjoying what I do."

For a long time I painted (acrylics mostly) but my 
practice seemed to fade during a long stint spent 
refining my skills in computer-based graphic design.
  
Everything creative in me just seemed to get 
swallowed up by the computer. Despite what some 
people might think about graphic design, my experience 
has been, for the most part, one of a gradual erosion 
of my natural creativity.  

I guess it’s just the way it goes when you’re stuck 
within the (often conservative) confines of corporate 
worldview.

But over the past couple of years I’ve been drawing 
again – a lot of pen and watercolor pencils – whenever 
I can, often in semi-explosive bursts . . . you know, 
a month or two of lots of drawings, followed by a rest.  

They’re fragments and snatches of thought, stuff to 
keep my head working okay, and to remind me that I’m 
not a robot/replicant or living in some dreadful corporate
dominated void.  

So you’ll see anything and everything . . . dogs, birds, 
mutants, critters, the soi (laneway) where I live in Chiang 
Mai, my partner (the poet) Paul Hardacre as all sorts of 
characters or items, places we’ve traveled to in Asia . 

Different squiggles and scribbles and sometimes words 
or bits of text from around the place – I was incorporating 
a lot of words at one stage.  

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