These figure paintings form an ongoing body of work centred on a solitary figure placed within shifting environments. The figure is often faceless, bodily indeterminate, and exposed without becoming fully knowable. Each surrounding ground acts less as a backdrop than as a condition — pressing upon, holding, obscuring, or framing the body. The works remain invested in the pleasures of painting: colour, surface, atmosphere, and touch, yet this attraction is unsettled by grit, distortion, and unease. Through repetition and variation, the figure becomes a site of vulnerability, endurance, and quiet agency, asking how a body remains present within uncertainty.


searching

orange sky

imagine

what else

storm

after a hunt

green shoes

stump

river

on another planet

into the woods

Where else

nausea

ready

animal head

waterfall

sunset

figure

moon

numb

another

abstract

cliff

red

in the shadows

what next

no

standing

Still Life

pond

whatever

seven

is cool

unconscious

curtains

stage

colours

naked

wall

memory

always with you

still standing

in blue

another cliff

yeah

with colours

after beauty

thinking of you

seeing again

moonlight

is coming

clouds

paradise jungle

coloured dream

pinkish sky

tree

wtf

by the way

believer

red figure

poser dreams

pseudo

box

Black hat

red and white

angel

one more

in the dark

background

reflection

untitled

room

beauty

another red figure

dusk

still

keep looking

grey sky

almost

dreams

Figure: On Presence

 

Introduction

A figure appears again and again.

It stands in yellow fields beneath storm-dark skies, moves through forests where trees twist like flames, occupies stages framed by heavy curtains, or faces monolithic forms that dwarf its small body. Sometimes it is painted in warm flesh tones, sometimes in spectral white, sometimes in saturated red that vibrates against the surrounding world. Its features are never resolved. Its body is often naked, indeterminate, or subtly dysmorphic — exposed, but not fully available. Its posture shifts only slightly: weight held, arms loose at its sides, occasionally holding something.

It does not gesture dramatically. It does not collapse. It does not triumph.

It stands.

And in standing, it keeps open everything that standing still makes possible.

The Figure

The figure is always solitary. There is no crowd, no social scene, no narrative interaction to stabilise meaning. Each body appears alone within an environment, yet never separate from the forces around it. The surrounding ground presses, holds, frames, or obscures the figure, shaping how it appears and how it can be read.

The figures have no faces. Some are too small for features; in others, the face is simply not attempted. This absence is not a lack of completion. The face is not where the work lives.

Where the self-portraits return to the face as a contested site of recognition, these paintings shift the question to the body in space. What matters is the body, the posture, the weight, the colour, the fact of standing. A face would pull attention toward identity, expression, psychology. These paintings ask something simpler and perhaps more difficult: someone is here.

The viewer cannot meet the figure’s gaze or read an expression. But the figure is undeniably present. Without a face to specify it, the figure becomes less an individual to interpret than a presence to stand with. It resists fixed narrative, stable identity, or easy psychological reading. It does not resolve into a conventional nude, portrait, or symbolic type. Through colour, surface, gesture, and the material pressure of paint, the body becomes a site of vulnerability, endurance, distortion, and quiet agency.

The paintings remain invested in the pleasures and histories of painting: colour, atmosphere, surface, touch, and the long tradition of the figure placed within a world. Yet this inheritance is held in check. The figure does not resolve into the heroic body, the classical nude, the expressive portrait, or the symbolic subject. Beauty is unsettled by awkwardness, distortion, uncertainty, and the figure’s refusal to become fully knowable. What first appears visually inviting begins to register as unstable. In this way, the paintings ask what happens after beauty — after the attraction of the image has been disrupted by form, surface, and bodily ambiguity. Painterliness becomes not an escape from difficulty, but a way of holding tension between tradition and rupture, attraction and unease.

The paintings also disturb the idea of prettiness often attached to painterly figuration. They can be visually attractive — through colour, atmosphere, surface, and touch — but that attraction is held in tension with grit, awkwardness, and unease. Their varied painterly appearances are part of this instability. The works do not subscribe to a single recognisable “language” of painting; they are coherent through recurrence rather than stylistic uniformity. Each figure returns, but each return is materially different. This uniform variation unsettles the expectation that a body of work should resolve into a signature style, allowing the paintings to remain open, restless, and resistant to easy consumption.

On Uncertain Ground

These paintings resist the familiar iconography of twentieth-century existentialism: the isolated figure screaming into the void, crushed beneath meaninglessness, worn thin by being. The figure here is not heroic, tragic, or theatrical. It belongs to a different condition — one closer to contemporary endurance.

That condition is marked by precarity: economic, ecological, institutional, emotional. The present is shaped less by a single catastrophe than by the sustained absence of security. The ground might hold, or it might not. The job might last, or it might not. The climate might remain livable, or it might not.

This is not apocalypse. It is the ongoing state of not knowing whether the ground will hold.

The figure stands within that uncertainty. It does not overcome it, master it, or transform it into certainty. Its standing is undramatic, persistent, neither heroic nor defeated. It proposes that presence itself can be a form of action: not action as performance or output, but as the preservation of capacity.

The figure does not spend itself in constant motion. It remains intact, available, capable. Agency here is not mastery over circumstances, but the maintenance of a self that can still respond.

Inherited Ground

The environments in these paintings carry their own histories. They are not invented as neutral backdrops for the figure. Many began as earlier works — painted canvases that existed before the figure arrived, with their own lives, failures, marks, and unresolved energies. The figure enters them later.

It does not get to choose its conditions.

It arrives into a world already made, already marked, already carrying traces of what came before. This gives the paintings a layered temporality. Each work holds at least two times: the time of the earlier painting and the time of the figure’s arrival. The figure stands in a present layered over a past.

It does not erase what came before. It coexists with it.

This matters because we also enter conditions we did not author: economies already in motion, ecological damage already done, histories already sedimented into the present. The question is not whether we begin from a blank canvas. We do not. The question is how to stand within what has already been made.

The environment is therefore not merely decorative or descriptive. It operates as a condition: an atmosphere that presses upon, holds, obscures, or frames the body. In some works, the figure appears to emerge from the painted field; in others, it seems partially absorbed by it. Edges blur, proportions shift, and the body can feel unstable or misaligned. This dysmorphic quality does not function as theatrical distortion, but as a way of registering the body’s uncertain relation to its surroundings. The figure is shaped by the space it occupies, just as the space is altered by the figure’s presence.

Still, Another One

The figure repeats: in fields, forests, storms, stages, cliff edges, skies, thresholds, and abstract grounds. Repetition turns the figure from motif into practice. Each painting becomes another arrival, another attempt to enter an environment and remain present within it.

These environments do not simply provide settings. They act as changing conditions through which the figure is tested. The titles — Ready, Searching, Storm, Orange Sky, Moon, Into the Woods, Is Coming, What Else, Green Shoes Animal Head, Abstract — extend this openness. Some suggest weather or landscape; others imply anticipation, uncertainty, movement, or a state not yet resolved. They do not explain the paintings. Like the figures themselves, they point without closing the image down.

The repetition is not monotony. It is insistence.

Still standing. The phrase carries weight in precarious times. It is what might be said after a crisis has passed, while it continues, or when crisis has become the condition rather than the exception. It is not victory. It is continuation.

To remain is not passive. It keeps open the possibility of movement, choice, and response. The figure claims no triumph. It simply does not disappear.

Domestic Scale

These paintings are small. They tend toward domestic scale: the size of something that might hang in a hallway, above a desk, or in a bedroom where one sleeps and wakes and sleeps again. This is not incidental.

The history of figure painting includes a long tradition of the monumental: grand history painting, heroic scale, institutional walls. Those paintings address publics. They make declarations. They require distance.

These figures ask for something different. Their scale invites proximity. The encounter is intimate rather than declarative. The figure does not address a crowd. It accompanies a person.

A monumental figure still standing risks becoming a monument to resilience: heroic, inspirational, easily absorbed into public rhetoric. A small figure still standing is something else. It is a companion. It is something lived with, passed by daily, glimpsed while making coffee, working late, or lying awake.

Precarity is often lived domestically. It is felt in the rooms where rent is calculated, where news plays in the background, where sleep comes or does not. Scaled for such rooms, these paintings do not offer escape from uncertainty. They offer companionship within it.

The figure persists in the space where the viewer also persists.

Holding Open

The faceless figure proposes another way to think about presence now.

Not the heroic individual of modernity, facing down the void with tragic courage. Not the fragmented subject dissolved entirely into signs and surfaces. Not the optimised self of neoliberalism, performing, hustling, and converting every moment into value. Something quieter: a figure embodied, chromatic, upright, and withheld.

It refuses the full conscription of identity into image.

The figure arrives into conditions it did not make. The storms gather or clear. The trees press in or stand apart. The stage waits. The ground remains uncertain. And through this, the figure continues — not performing survival, not narrating resilience, not collapsing into pathos.

Just being there.

This is what the paintings offer: not commentary on presence, but presence enacted in paint. Repeated until repetition becomes meaning. The figure stands, and in standing preserves the possibility of whatever might come next.

Agency, in the end, may lie here: not in control over outcomes, but in the capacity to remain present within uncertainty. Not mastery, but readiness. Not triumph, but the resistance of not disappearing.

The figure is still here.
The viewer is still here.
Something may yet happen.