Contemporary artist, does sound rather pretentious, but I hope that I have earned the right to bestow that title upon myself. As much as I’d like to think my work will have a major effect on how we perceive and execute art in the future, I’m pretty sure it wont. I will also refrain from describing it as an emotive journey into the abstraction of form. A preconceived hierarchy of colour and WD40. No, I don’t know what that means either! but it sounds as though I know what I’m talking about. Another load of pretentious waffle, this time generated by check it out, it’s hilarious.

Truthfully though, painting, photography and sculpting brings me pleasure and hopefully pleases others. I don’t suffer for my art, unless you count the countless hours rubbing down fibre glass. To my mind, most creative people create not only because of the pleasure in the process, but for some form of kudos. Not basking in the glory so much as having another person giving positive comments on your efforts. Anyway for myself I can only conclude that being a ‘contemporary artist’ beats digging holes for a living. You can catch up with more recent efforts by clicking on the links below. Thanks for dropping by, Andrew.