‘The installation consists of 9 framed paintings of suburban houses and their front gardens (…) The aim was to paint the unexpected. "The Ordinary is not ordinary at all" (Martin Heidegger). This street of suburban houses and their front gardens may appear to represent the known and familiar, yet the atmosphere is unknown and uncanny and undermines this notion. An indefinable oddness exists in the suburbs - the never fully certain stamp of identity – “My house is my castle” - mixing with fear and desire. The paintings are domestic in scale and have been painted in a style that reflects the subject (this strategy extends to the presentation: each painting is gilt-framed to reference that reflexive photo that sits on the mantelpiece). Submerged under waxes, encaustics and glazes, they can appear serene or dream-like but also suffocated or yellowing like an old photograph.’

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‘The installation consists of 9 framed paintings of suburban houses and their front gardens (…) The aim was to paint the unexpected. "The Ordinary is not ordinary at all" (Martin Heidegger). This street of suburban houses and their front gardens may appear to represent the known and familiar, yet the atmosphere is unknown and uncanny and undermines this notion. An indefinable oddness exists in the suburbs - the never fully certain stamp of identity – “My house is my castle” - mixing with fear and desire. The paintings are domestic in scale and have been painted in a style that reflects the subject (this strategy extends to the presentation: each painting is gilt-framed to reference that reflexive photo that sits on the mantelpiece). Submerged under waxes, encaustics and glazes, they can appear serene or dream-like but also suffocated or yellowing like an old photograph.’