Chris

Chris

I am a middle-aged painter, presently live in Toronto, Canada. Have come back to painting after many years away, so have little to show professionally. My work featured in blogs, online magazines and galleries.

Charles Bukowski

Charles Bukowski, edge of a palm tree forest.

Charles Bukowski Individual who deserves a portrait, not knowing why this image was chosen. Out of character, wearing Hawaiian shirt by beach overlooked by palm trees. It may just be California and nothing so exciting, but still it looks as…

Alice Odilon Autocannibalism

Alice Odilon, need for extreme as identity?

Alice Odilon Being your own object of consumption, an autocannibalism only in this relationship can you actually consume without eating. Your own build in food storage that can be used that solely to prolonging your continued existence without the need…

Do Not Hit Me

Don't hit me because you might see you.

Hit Me The fear of impending violence on the body. Your assault is not because of danger you’ve caused them, simply because of how you are what you represent.  They feel attacked by your mere presence goes to the heart…

Platform Orange Dusk City

Orange Dusk brings to life the color upon your skin.

Orange Dusk Waiting on the platform in your summer top with its orange straps. The orange setting sun blinds you so that you must turn your head away.  Remembering that the train will arrive so you can carry on your…

Egg Sandwich Late Diners Delight

Egg sandwich the food of the gods

Egg Sandwich Last call for food before the time my eyes close for the night.  This is one of your favourite places, you’re ordering the same thing virtually every time you go in.  Not always the same people there, but…