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Creating Wrath
From the First Mark to the Final Explosion
Wrath didn't begin with an explosion.
It began quietly—with a sketch, an idea and an empty surface waiting to be disturbed.
What followed was a slow accumulation of colour, form and detail. The early stages establish the world in which Wrath will eventually exist: broad areas of colour are laid down, altered and strengthened as the composition begins to find its balance.
Then the process changes.
The brushes become smaller. The details multiply. Figures emerge from what were once only shapes. Tiny incidents begin occupying the larger scene and the painting becomes increasingly intense as I work deeper into its surface.
There is an interesting contradiction in creating a painting about Wrath.
The subject may be explosive, but painting it requires patience.
Nothing you see in the finished work arrived in a single burst. It was constructed slowly, one decision upon another, with each completed stage creating the foundation for the next.
These photographs allow you to watch that pressure build.
Don't worry about understanding every object or symbol yet. That's what the Wrath journal is for.
Here, I want to show you something different.
How an empty surface slowly became Wrath.
When Wrath Finally Emerged
There is something strange about reaching the end of a painting that has taken so long to build.
Wrath didn't arrive fully formed.
It accumulated.
The first marks established somewhere for it to exist. Colour gave it atmosphere. Figures found their positions. Ideas changed, disappeared or became more important than I had originally intended. Then came the detail—the stage where I could begin tightening everything until all those separate decisions finally belonged to the same world.
Looking back through these photographs now is almost like watching the painting gather pressure.
And that's rather appropriate for Wrath.
Because the finished work may appear to capture one explosive moment, but the painting itself was anything but instantaneous.
It was built slowly.
Layer upon layer.
Decision upon decision.
Question upon question.
Until eventually there was nothing more I wanted to add, remove or argue with.
The brush could finally stop.
But the questions behind Wrath didn't.
Those belong to the journal.
You've watched Wrath being created. Now discover why it became what it did.











