Sticky like a sucked on candy left on counter top
Artwork Details
MediumOil, Canvas, Ready to hangDimensions91.1cm (W) x 121.2cm (H) x 3.5cm (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:
“Sticky like a sucked on candy left on counter top,
what smells like a hungry jacks flamed grilled whopp , that you can smell, I kid you not, down three more blocks.”
Artwork Details
MediumOil, Canvas, Ready to hangDimensions91.1cm (W) x 121.2cm (H) x 3.5cm (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:
“Sticky like a sucked on candy left on counter top,
what smells like a hungry jacks flamed grilled whopp , that you can smell, I kid you not, down three more blocks.”
Artwork Details
MediumOil, Canvas, Ready to hangDimensions91.1cm (W) x 121.2cm (H) x 3.5cm (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:
“Sticky like a sucked on candy left on counter top,
what smells like a hungry jacks flamed grilled whopp , that you can smell, I kid you not, down three more blocks.”