Dad Took A Picture - Exhibition at Stanley Street Gallery Sydney,  10 August - 3 September 2016

Everyone has old family photos and as a kid you grow up with the stories that go with them. My dad took lots of photos and whenever we went through them he could provide a pretty good running commentary about who was who and how their lives had played out. But now, there’s often a gap in the narration,  I don’t remember the details as he did. I wish I’d written down who everyone was and dad’s gone now. So faces look out , absorbed in that moment in their life but they are people in a photo who've lost their story. Their context is gone. All that remains is dad’s cryptic fragments of description. Hints of a story. How fragile we seem. Time pushes us aside.  

These paintings are about time, that corrosive shutter .  
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