The Poverty Show at Tolarno Galleries

Drawing Thoughts

I draw when I feel something, some sort of emotion. If I am not sure what I am feeling, and if I can’t define it, everything in the drawing turns murky, and it fails. I usually don’t draw when I feel nothing. If I do, it’s a disaster. Feelings, for me, are attached to images, memories, to a certain sensibility, and to particular colours. The stronger the feeling, the stronger the content of the drawing. I like drawing, it’s a simple, humble, and honest medium.
The drawings below are from 2010

Satan’s Church drawing

I saw the film Anti-Christ, by Lars Von Trier, and really liked the imagery of the forest, and the strange animals. I was interested in the idea of nature being evil, and beautiful landscapes being places where very bad things happen, and alot of suffering takes place. I just thought I would make a drawing about this idea, although it’s probably not apparent in the drawing.

So Sad drawing

With So Sad, I made a drawing about sadness. That claustrophobic sort of sadness where one feels oppressed by the world. When I was doing the drawing, I thought alot about that depressed sort of sadness, and how cheesy/corny it is to do a drawing about it, how lame and how teenage. And that’s why the drawing looks pathetic too, and badly drawn.

Something to Live For drawing
 A hopeful drawing with beautiful colours. It is quite joyful, and made in a joyful mood. It is a simple drawing about love and feeling optimistic. I like cats, they are a constant companion and I often draw them.


This is a 10 metre long by 1.5 metre long text drawing about a man I fell in love with. I wrote on it everyday for months, in very small writing, in dry pastel. It was all I could do, as I was caught in the grips of love, that very powerful emotion, and could think of nothing else. Apparently these feelings are the same as a cocaine high – it’s all chemical in the brain. Making this drawing was like knitting, and also like mental witchcraft. I felt like I was casting a spell, putting my desperation to work in a tangible, material way. The work is called The Red Carpet because, when you love someone, you ‘roll out the red carpet”. I liked the idea of him walking all over my drawing, walking all over my words, as if he were walking all over my feelings. I also liked the idea of making money out of my suffering.