In the late 1800’s my great uncle Thurlow rode around Dublin on a bicycle wearing a long black cape and his university graduation hat. He was a bohemian type said to share the company of Dublin’s finest artisans of the era including the wonderful Oscar Wilde. Following his misspent youth he moved to Southern France where he continued his bohemian ways selling his paintings to pay the rent. His brother’s son, my dad inherited this talent for drawing and painting using it to design many wonderful Irish buildings including schools across Ireland for the government. I know because he used to take me with him in the car. He too was a bohemian type and although he didn’t wear a black cape he did insist that learning about the beauty held within The Emerald Isle was a far better education that I got at school. I didn’t disagree.

In his spare time he painted many watercolours that perfectly captured the rugged beauty that litters the beautiful island. And then there is me. I worked in the corporate world since I arrived in London in the 1980’s living a very unbohemian lifestyle. Then one morning I woke with a inexplicable desire to paint. Within a few months I moved to a studio in North West London, rolled up my sleeves and began making a terrible mess. I’m still making a terrible mess but thankfully my paintings have improved. Whether I have inherited my fathers talent, or indeed my great Uncle Thurlow’s, I will let you decide. I hope you enjoy my work and if you have any questions please feel free to contact me via any of the mediums listed in the ‘Get in Touch’ page.