Let Me Tell You A Story

Ophelia Smith lived all her life in Seymour’s, Long Island, Bahamas. I first met her in 1997, and by 2005 I was painting her almost exclusively. It was impossible not to get swept away by her, a woman of humble origins with a spirit as vibrant as the colours she...

My Story

Recently, my mother showed me a photo of myself when I was about three years old. I was standing in school, very proud, I must say, in front of a painting wearing more colors than the canvas I was working on. I can honestly say that I don’t remember that day and had...

People To People

When speaking to my father about his work and the stories which drive it, I am endlessly taken by his incredible and unguarded excitement for the world. His work makes us privy to these pleasures derived from his surroundings, which at this moment are seemingly seldom...

The Lord Lifts The Land

“A few years ago, I asked Ophelia about her 8 foot fishing boat, the one she used to go out into the ocean to she. She told me that she didn’t have the boat anymore. Because of my surprise she proceeded to tell me that her boat sank one mile from the coast when...

Farewell Ophelia

Farewell Ophelia – October 2015 Dear Ophelia, For over 15 years you have been such an important part of my creative life. I often thought that I would have loved to see you go on forever, as you seemed to move through time like an eternal upbeat young lady. But...