Listening To Mermaids Whispers
2023
Mixed Media, paint, stencil and resin on plywood
51x 41cm
P.O.A (price on application)
Tasting Notes;
There is a moment inside the movement of a wave, where I lose myself; it is a brief yet boundless expanse of weightlessness, outside of normal time, both slow and fast.
Aside from the benefits of exercise, especially exercise that isn’t boring repetition in a sterile environment, surfing also provides these incredibly brief yet impactful moments.
Listening to mermaid’s whisper, or barrels, or time in the green room, the experience of being within the curling embrace of rushing water, dancing beside its most violent explosions and its crystal face, has many colloquial references as obscure and elusive as the experience itself.
As a child, I would take off deeper and deeper trying to spend as much time in the barrel as possible… it regularly resulted with impactful moments that left holes in my wetsuit from being dragged over the reef, my mother would patch and fix my second hand wetsuits, one day she taught me to sow so I could fix the holes myself, in case she wasn’t around to do it (or so she said)
The yellow is stencilled from one of my mother’s wedding gifts, a tablecloth of incredible thread work.
Inside Weightless Outside
No. 1
2021
oil paint and resin on frosted glass with brushed aluminium frame (recycled kitchen cabinet door)
68x 46cm
P.O.A
Tasting Notes;
“By thirteen, I'd mostly stopped believing in God, but that was a new development and it left a hole in my world, a feeling that I'd been abandoned. The ocean was like an uncaring god, endlessly dangerous, power beyond measure."
William Finnegan. Barbarian Days: A Surfing Life
Inside Weightless Outside
No. 2
2021
oil paint and resin on frosted glass with brushed aluminium frame (recycled kitchen cabinet door)
68x 46cm
P.O.A
Tasting Notes;
“when a wave breaks, its energy changes mediums, going from water to air, in the form of sound vibrations, and to whatever land has interrupted its travels, in the form of physical vibrations.
“I think that’s probably what happens when we leave this life. The energy that is our consciousness changes mediums – from our physical bodies to what I don’t know – and dissipates. But it never really dies.”
Allan Weisbecker
Roar Of Silence
2021
mixed media paint and resin on plywood
90x 120cm
Private Collection
Tasting Notes;
I left the ten day silent Vipassana meditation retreat a day early... they weren't happy.
I rang my cousin on the drive down the hill out of there, lets surf... he was/is an absolute froth monster up for any adventure that includes good vibes. I will never forget the day, or the company. ive been back for a sit since and stayed the course
Berry Springs. View through waterfall
2018
wood stain, oil paint and resin on plywood
90x 60cm
Private Collection
Tasting Notes
Berry Springs in the Northern Territory is a magical place, made even more so by the climate.
I thought 100% humidity meant a sea of fog, like being underwater in a mist of cold wet pearl… I was wrong. The tropics are superb at humbling people, especially during wet season, when Berry Springs are closed, because of man eating salt-water crocodiles.
The tropics cured my fear of sharks. Surfing in Byron bay one christmas, escaping the wet, a turtle popped up on a wave I was riding. The shell had transformed into lizard… I was certain the crocs where out to get me, the ruthless psychopaths defy anthropomorphism and they’ll be heading south with climate change.
In the middle of the wet season I jumped the fence at Berry Springs, under the dappled light of the high trees I vainly looked for crocs. I then slipped into the knee-deep water over river sand and I crouched under this waterfall, and looked back up at a tiny patch of blue through a veil of liquid diamond.
This painting is that image
Duke Kahanamoku's Long Shadow
2022- 2024
this artwork exists only as a print in this form, it has been altered rearranged and is being rebuilt to create a complimentary accompanying work
120x120cm
P.O.A