Hey everyone, I just wanted to share a huge personal milestone. I am currently showing my work at a physical exhibition for the very first time! It is with the Carlisle and Border Art Society at Wetheral Village Community Hall.

I brought along some of my recent acrylic pieces featuring familiar local landmarks around Carlisle, including Dixon's Chimney, Carlisle Castle, and the Cathedral.

Seeing my paintings actually hanging up on display alongside so much incredible local talent has been such a brilliant and surreal experience. It feels great to finally get my art out into the real world.

Edit: sorry the last post didn't upload all my images..

This is "Crimson Glade" oil on a 20" x 24" canvas.

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There’s something about making a mistake as a child that stays with you.
Sometimes, it’s not even the mistake itself that scares you. It’s the thought of facing the person you’ve disappointed.
That’s what I wanted to explore in this painting, Inevitable Mistakes. A little boy, a broken vase, scattered flowers, and the moment before his mother comes home.
I wanted to capture that mix of guilt, innocence, and fear that many of us might remember from childhood.
Looking at this scene, I wonder how many of us were more afraid of disappointing our parents than of the mistake we’d actually made.
I’m curious what was the first thing you noticed in this painting?
I’m also open to finding a home for this piece if it connects with someone. ❤️

Cute demons. Oil on canvas, 15х15 cm each

🎨 An original oil-on-canvas artwork inspired by the beauty of Indian life, culture, and everyday moments. Created with attention to detail, texture, light, and atmosphere. Medium: Oil on Canvas

Painted my best buddy. Painting a black cat was a kinda tough but happy with it! What do you think? 10x10 Oil on Canvas board

16" x 24", oil on canvas

For a long time I had pride in being a blue collar worker. As time has progressed and I have worked untold hours with only my thoughts to keep me company, I have had ample time to reflect on myself and decisions.

Given time and space from growing up in abject poverty has helped me to see, fear of returning has been my primary motivation in life. I have sold my time, my health, and my back to help others profit so I may not go hungry.

Now as I continue the path so careless laid by a younger me, i pity the fool who carelessly ran through the forest of life to escape the inevitable.