A couple of sentences. That was it. All I could get in before his eyes darted to his friend. He smiled, shook my hand, wished me luck and stepped politely away. Never meet your heroes they say. They’re wrong. I could feel this presence move around the room. Physical and mental. Like a magnet drawing your mind out of your own body into his soul.
These digital paintings are created from original oil paintings.
The process of morphing marks, layers and colours creates entirely new resonances of the human condition.
3543 x 4724 px