Strange quirky nudes have been a way of expression since my childhood. They have grown, matured, represented me or others, are always recognisably human and very real to me. They have featured on paper, in prints, on clocks, boxes, cups, cloth, screens, and sewer pipes. Here's a few from over the years.
Why do you see right through me? or Look, Look, my heart is an Open Book.
Nude Women, Noosa Regional Gallery, 1998
Where's the rock n' roll? Noosa Regional Gallery 1998
Travelling Exhibitionists, Cooroy Butter Factory 2007
Framed Nudes Cooroy Butter Factory 2007
Pop-Up Nudes, Cooroy Butter Factory 2007
Two pop- up books in toaster slipcover.
Above right: Old Crumpets
Below right: Nudes on Toast
Monday is washing day
Nudes on Time