Chaos Without Order

Current times made me re-look at this painting that I painted a small few weeks back. Art and music are more than ever so important right now. I don’t want to mention the, what I think is now the new ‘C’ word. There is too much negativity out there right now and these times are really hard to comprehend for most. I’m an optimist and to push back anxieties and that, art and nature have always been the only way for me. So anyway..


I still don’t know what to think of this painting.. I had this urge to paint something large scale one evening and I had no large canvases left in my studio. I wanted to paint something larger than me, so I stapled a canvas roll I had, to the highest reach of the studio wall. Then I began to paint with some very energetic music on in the background and up very loud. This is what I came up with.

Chaos Without Order,
Oil on Unstretched Canvas,
70cm x 230cm

Apologies for poor photo quality, its only done on my phone at this stage of the process.

Chaos Without Order,
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A new delivery of R&F oil-sticks with new colours arrived that day and I fell in love with the phthalo pale green oil-stick! I loved how it worked with the cadmium orange and yellow oil-sticks. The whole painting is done in oil-sticks and it was a great way to paint freely and non objectively.

Chaos Without Order,
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I might come back to this painting again at a later time to rework it and solve some of the chaos to pull some elements and aesthetic together. This is what I find myself doing in the beginning of most of my paintings when I start with the charcoal and pencil.

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I paint because I have to

I see it I paint it

I feel it I paint it

I dream it I paint it

Eltanin, Oil on Canvas, 80cm x 80cm

I hear it I paint it

I want it I paint it

I don’t want it I paint it

I love it I paint it

Eltanin, close up detail

I hate it I paint it

I am it I paint it

I am not it I paint it

I paint it I don’t paint it

Sometimes or Always?

Standing back after an intense session of painting and trying to work out where it’s going I can sometimes see parts of the chaos in my mind. Usually on a day where I finally tackle my fears, the what, why, when, how, but, all shower down in a deafening noise. Then I stop and I can begin to make sense of something.. sometimes.

This work in progress is perhaps another of those..