Hey hey keep your fingers off my laptop
Artwork Details
MediumOil, Canvas, Ready to hang Dimensions75cm (W) x 60cm (H) x 3.8cm (D)
This painting is from a series of work I exhibited in Adelaide, in 2025. The series was exhibited under the name “Clang”
The works in this series were tongue in cheek reflections of the artist. They show light hearted humour and staring at the sun sincerity. This body of work reflected on a recent car accident I had, putting me in hospital for six days and leaving with a bad heart, and my experience as an artist practicing for over a decade. Resulting with work on themes of anxiety surrounding issues of the self, the body, urbanisation, climate, and artistry.
This work is named after a poem it reads:
“Hey hey keep your fingers off my laptop.
You keep making noise outside on my street.
it wakes me from sleep, through my window, beneath my blind, I lift, and peep. Nothing, aside from the neighbours council bins -Don’t touch the laptop with your grotty fingers, I need this to paint. And some wind.
I feel like you’re always creeping up behind and when I - stop, give it here - in the rear view is just an empty blue two lane street.
Man, I had three Kit Kats today and here -wait, give me that, I need that to paint.
you don’t even have to be here to look at me, and yet I feel like I’ve done it again -Please stop, the laptop, leave it.
It’s just that empty blue street, listening to 93’ to infinity, all very quiet in front of me.”
Artwork Details
MediumOil, Canvas, Ready to hang Dimensions75cm (W) x 60cm (H) x 3.8cm (D)
This painting is from a series of work I exhibited in Adelaide, in 2025. The series was exhibited under the name “Clang”
The works in this series were tongue in cheek reflections of the artist. They show light hearted humour and staring at the sun sincerity. This body of work reflected on a recent car accident I had, putting me in hospital for six days and leaving with a bad heart, and my experience as an artist practicing for over a decade. Resulting with work on themes of anxiety surrounding issues of the self, the body, urbanisation, climate, and artistry.
This work is named after a poem it reads:
“Hey hey keep your fingers off my laptop.
You keep making noise outside on my street.
it wakes me from sleep, through my window, beneath my blind, I lift, and peep. Nothing, aside from the neighbours council bins -Don’t touch the laptop with your grotty fingers, I need this to paint. And some wind.
I feel like you’re always creeping up behind and when I - stop, give it here - in the rear view is just an empty blue two lane street.
Man, I had three Kit Kats today and here -wait, give me that, I need that to paint.
you don’t even have to be here to look at me, and yet I feel like I’ve done it again -Please stop, the laptop, leave it.
It’s just that empty blue street, listening to 93’ to infinity, all very quiet in front of me.”
Artwork Details
MediumOil, Canvas, Ready to hang Dimensions75cm (W) x 60cm (H) x 3.8cm (D)
This painting is from a series of work I exhibited in Adelaide, in 2025. The series was exhibited under the name “Clang”
The works in this series were tongue in cheek reflections of the artist. They show light hearted humour and staring at the sun sincerity. This body of work reflected on a recent car accident I had, putting me in hospital for six days and leaving with a bad heart, and my experience as an artist practicing for over a decade. Resulting with work on themes of anxiety surrounding issues of the self, the body, urbanisation, climate, and artistry.
This work is named after a poem it reads:
“Hey hey keep your fingers off my laptop.
You keep making noise outside on my street.
it wakes me from sleep, through my window, beneath my blind, I lift, and peep. Nothing, aside from the neighbours council bins -Don’t touch the laptop with your grotty fingers, I need this to paint. And some wind.
I feel like you’re always creeping up behind and when I - stop, give it here - in the rear view is just an empty blue two lane street.
Man, I had three Kit Kats today and here -wait, give me that, I need that to paint.
you don’t even have to be here to look at me, and yet I feel like I’ve done it again -Please stop, the laptop, leave it.
It’s just that empty blue street, listening to 93’ to infinity, all very quiet in front of me.”