Statement

'In London you can see crowds so vast, and in such an environment, as you will not see anywhere in the world. Every Saturday night half a million workers, men and women, with their children, spill into the streets like a flood. They flock to certain parts of town taking part in a bacchanalian revel, eating and drinking like beasts all through the night until five o'clock in the morning, to last, one would think, the whole week. They swarm round the open taverns and in the streets, eating and drinking everywhere, all seem to be set on getting drunk as quickly as possible. Wives are no better than their men and get drunk with them; the children run about and crawl among them.
Here you are no longer aware even of people but of an insensible human mass, a general loss of consciousness, systematic and resigned'.

Fyodor Dostoevsky, 1863



At the start of the 21st century the human race is evolving, not into the vision of the fit, healthy, athletic Greek God image we thought advances in technology, medicine and social infrastructure would bring, but into a malnourished and obese dysfunctional species bought on through technology (minimizing effort to make life easier) and an inability not to be hostile to fellow humans.
The streets have become a swaying procession of high heels, wind blasted skin stained with false tans smothered in layers of make-up, perfumes and deodorants. By day large crowds of people bump and jarr into each other, damaging one another in an environment where the individual scarcely exists.

I am painting the tight claustrophobic atmosphere of the human landscape.

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