Taking the title from Arthur Koestler’s history of man's changing vision of the universe, I started painting Sleepwalkers in 2014. Small enough to be held in the palm of a hand, these ‘talismans’ began as a way of dealing with the death of artist and friend, Graham Craig Smith, who lost his battle with the absurd and threw himself from a bridge. They are the most raw and directly personal works I’ve made.
As their number increases the singular journey becomes a collective migration spreading to colonise a planet. Mental illness is perhaps the price humanity is paying for the evolutionary path we have taken and this work is a reminder of what is at stake in this over-developed world.
When I have 150 the individual paintings will form one piece installed in a way that allows audiences to interact with the group, pick-up the panels, hold them, rearrange them and become actively part of the shoal.