There is mystery in the night time. What you see and what you imagine might be there – these are shifting spaces that never stay the same. The night world is one I have explored again and again over the years, through songwriting and through my paintings. When thinking about this show, I took a long walk through the back streets of Kings Cross and found a whole secret universe. Soft, eerie shadows projected around the buildings and the pavement; memories and ephemera came alive. So I photographed them. The paintings in this exhibition are lifted from these solitary moments. Each piece is a play between high key focus points and blurry reflections and refracted light. Outside worlds, inside worlds, quiet and deep worlds. Each piece is a window to this world - or a portal into the next. A peek into what might be there if we just paused for a time and let the world arrive to us. This is my first collection of abstract works - leaning away from explicit narrative and falling into the pools of the possible. When narratives fall away, how do they feel? What do these shadows look like? A tree becomes a shadow, and a shadow dissolves into darkness, and we tumble into the softness that is there all around us. This is ‘Night Time, My Time.’
