In lieu of being ecologically aware, I bought bedsheets from the local sally's to replace commercially sourced canvas. Some notes: 1)...

Here are some photos of my neighbourhood, my physical limits, which I took during the course of our second lockdown.

In our discussion on Wednesday, Jeena and Monique consoled me that the recent lockdown might be a positive for my painting practice....

Here are some pictures of our garden. I am super thrilled with her growth and the bees its invited. For someone who thought the earth was...

Recently I have visited studio and started using the compost bin, which has encouraged the few around studio to start using it as well,...

Here is the last update of my magenta (untitled) painting next to my garden (both in the process of growing) I thought It would be...

Pictures of non-human life thriving regardless of the restrictions we humans put on them. This gives me hope; I am not 'saving the...

The canvas is like a blank field, waiting for seeds to be planted. However, the role of a 'gardener' needs to be extended. A gardener,...

Here attached is the second collation of images of mesh patterns manifested in objects and shadows in the city.

My recent untitled painting all started with this rug. The luminosity of this magenta rug reminds me of the saturated colours of my...

Here are three images that give you a rough update on my painting progress. I call this series 'breaking down' because after I worked up...

I folded some laundry today, in my little break from writing. It was unintentional, but this is usually how I lay out the four piles of...

Today I experimented with a rice sack which I had saved from the bin getting the best of it. I think back to my grandfather who used to...

A take on Timothy Morton's theory of the Mesh. The collation of images above has one thing in common. A pattern; a recurring theme; a...

The title of this blog post is an old English phrase advising against the alienation, denial, abolishment of those who we depend on,...

Whilst layering the garden with mulch at its final stage I had a funny thought come up in my head. What can the garden bed teach me from...

I never knew my grandfather, as most kids would. He like most men in my family had the habit of disappearing without communicating on his...

Here is a documentation of my most recent painting's progress in chronological order. From priming the canvas to layering the initial...