Washing, chopping, squeezing, slicing, depithing, bagging, boiling, all on an old wooden board, and into a big old pan. This lengthy process with these surprisingly beautiful jewels of sunshine, the Seville orange, was a glorious way to spend a cold January day snug...
This painting is about the stories that go into food, or maybe the food that comes out of the stories. I like spice, heat, salt and gravely flavours like fried onions and plenty of garlic, along with surprises of sweetness, cheese and jam for example. I pick my...
This painting is about the stories that go into food, or maybe the food that comes out of the stories. I like spice, heat, salt and gravely flavours like fried onions and plenty of garlic, along with surprises of sweetness, cheese and jam for example. I pick my...
I found a lunch time concert in Brighton I thought my mum might like. It was in the most unlikely venue of a church with all the statues swathed in purple covers for Easter. Amongst the solemn haloed setting sat two oiled and suited men sat at the shiniest grand piano...
