Summer storm Noosa

This painting is a memory etched in salt and sky. I grew up watching summer storms roll in over Noosa’s beaches — wild, fast, and unforgettable. This piece captures that sudden shift in mood: one moment, sunshine and waves; the next, a dark wall of clouds rushing in as people scrambled for cover. It’s not just about the storm — it’s about that electric tension between calm and chaos. I wanted the viewer to feel that moment, like they were standing right there, towel in hand, heart racing

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I don’t paint what you see — I paint what you feel when the lights go out.
My work lives at the edge: abstract, visceral, and unapologetically raw. I use color like a weapon and shape like a secret. Each piece tells a story — sometimes loud, sometimes buried — but never safe.

Driven by instinct, memory, and chaos, my art is about confronting the beautiful wreckage inside all of us. If it makes you uncomfortable, good. That means it’s working.

This isn’t decoration. This is confrontation.
Welcome to the dangerous side of expression.