Afternoon That Would Not End
A room in Lagos at four in the afternoon, when the light comes in sideways and everything in it slows. I painted it eleven times before the heat finally stayed in the surface.
Next — Threshold I
Painting the spaces between memory and emotion — in oil, pigment and quiet light.
Each canvas begins as a fragment — a half-remembered room, a gesture, the weight of afternoon. I work slowly, in layers, until the surface holds something that cannot quite be named.
Selected works
2023 — 2026 · Oil & mixed media
Studio / artist at easelA slow
conversation
with the surface
Mornings are for mixing — earth pigments, lead white, a little cold wax. The painting is turned to the wall for weeks at a time, then returned to. Nothing leaves the studio until it feels inevitable.
- Years painting
- 14Years painting
- Exhibitions
- 21Exhibitions
- Countries collected
- 9Countries collected
“It arrived crated like a piece of furniture and hung like a window. Six months on, the room still organises itself around it.”
From the studio
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Studio, 6am
Glaze test
Crating day
Lisbon light
Brush repair
Install, Kó