66 x 92 cms 1996
People ask me where I get my ideas from - I don't 'get' them, I glance up and the painting is, suddenly, simply there in front of me, like this loo door in Mount Compass, SA.
Later, attempting to resolve a compositional aspect, I might try and work out why that particular thing was so overwhelming at the time and at that stage it is easy to put words around it, to explain it. But thinking and writing about it doesn't change the painting itself. The graffiti got straight into my head as it wasn't some slick, swooping 'tag' or a pretence of 'wall art'. It was kids sitting on the loo, leaning forward and scratching at the paint. They meant it. It was real.