BP Portrait in Pollution

This rather awkwardly posed gentleman is Bernard Looney, the CEO of BP.

Firstly, this painting was painted entirely in what are essentially petrochemicals and rusts. I made my own paints for the project out of oxides (naturally occurring mineral/metallic rusts and some actual rust from my barbecue), soot (some chemically created for pigment and some actual soot from a BSA Bantam motorcycle exhaust) and Titanium White. All the pigments were bound with Engine Oil as a medium instead of the traditional linseed oil and all were in some way extremely challenging to paint with; mostly because the engine oil is thixotropic and may never actually dry. 

The pigments I used were:

Lamp Black and BSA Bantam Motorcycle exhaust soot.

Iron Oxide Red from a food supplement company and actual rust from our old barbecue.

Iron Oxide Yellow

Iron Oxide Green/Brown 

Titanium White – Now considered a carcinogen.

The binder/medium for all the pigments was Engine/Motor oil.

All pigments were either sourced at the cheapest price from eBay or made from materials laying around at home. The panel is MDF which contains, as does most MDF, formaldehyde. 

What was the point of painting Bernard Looney, the CEO of BP in what is essentially pollution and petrochemicals? Well, initially I was interested in the uncomfortable relationship that portraiture in the UK has with the giant petrochemical company, in BP’s funding of the portrait award. 

Some might think the portrait is an attack on BP, but it genuinely is not. I might have started out that way a little, but the more I looked into the subject, the more I realised – like so many things in life – that it was not as simple an issue as we might think. Many artists I know are deeply uncomfortable with BP being the sponsor of the portrait award. Some even laid down at the 2019 BP and had oil poured over themselves in protest, which I kinda admire, but how many of us stop to consider our own part in the use of petrochemicals? Do we realise for instance that many of the colours we routinely use and love, are derived from petrochemicals and without companies like BP we would not have the colours: 

Phthalocyanine Blue and Green,

Arylide (Hansa) Yellow

Naphthol Orange or Red

Pyrrole Red

Quinacridone Magenta

Perelyne Green

Alizarin Crimson

And many others 

We also use plastics in much of our studio equipment: lids, brush covers, endless bubble wrap, cotton bud stems, wipes etc. And of course plastic is present in all acrylic paints, including acrylic gesso. Our paintings are full of petrochemicals, by-products of the metal industry and also some highly questionably sourced metals like Cobalt, that is mined using child labour in some parts of the world.

Then of course there is the issue of the disposal of the residue of these paints and solvents. How many of us think responsibly when we’re disposing of these toxins? Or stop to consider the health risks to ourselves? Many artists I know flush Manganese (umbers), Cadmium, Titanium, and a whole range of other toxins down the sink when they clean their brushes. So really, how clean is our conscience when we protest about the sponsorship of BP of the National Portrait Award? A friend of mine once said “Don’t forget, whenever you point the finger at someone, three are pointing back”. 

So how clean is our own house and what could we do? Well, we could consider asking our favourite paint manufacturers where they source pigments like Cobalt and other rare earth minerals. Could they perhaps consider an ‘ethically sourced’ type label for the pigments they use? Could we use alternative colours like ‘hues’ that are often colour matches for some of the more toxic genuine colours on our palette? Could we use a less toxic solvent than mineral spirits or turpentine? Perhaps a  solvent like Langridge’s new Solvent 75? Or a citrus based solvent? And if we are hooked on ‘the good stuff’, are we making sure we dispose of it responsibly?

Don’t get me wrong, this isn’t a plea to let petrochemical companies off the hook for their environmental vandalism. I’m just asking all of us to see what positive changes we can make in our daily practice and to think a little more deeply about the issues involved and what we can do to effect positive change.


Back in the saddle again.

No not a reference to the song from Sleepless in Seattle, but a return to writing about what I do. It’s all very well posting your work on social media and hoping that they’ll read the accompanying text, but the reality is most people don’t… I don’t! In fact it makes you wonder if there is indeed truth to the rumour that we are all forgetting how to read. So in defiance of this trend I’m returning to the digital pen and hopefully writing more regularly again about my work.

We recently had an open studio/house during the summer for friends and family who wanted to see my new work in the flesh… paint… person.. anyway, one of those. Nothing was sold, because it was chiefly a get together, but lots of scones, jam, tea and gin and tonic was consumed on the hot summer’s Saturday on which it was held and one of the things I was surprised by were the questions. People were actually asking me about my work. Now on Instagram or Facebook hardly anyone would ever be so bold as to actually ask about the work, but in real life it would seem people do and it came as quite a surprise. In fact it was a slightly unsettling surprise, as I had to think on the spot about why I painted what I’d painted. I knew of course, well I think I knew, but explaining your thoughts and feelings is something that obviously takes practice.

To make matters worse shortly after the open house I got interviewed by one of my son’s friends for her college work. I was sat face to face with an eager student getting asked all sorts of arty questions. It was like an exam! It was a bit of shock in the first place when she said she wanted to interview an artist and wondered if I’d be THE artist, but I was completely unprepared for a barrage of questions that actually made me think deeply about why I had painted what I’d painted. However the exam soon ended and I think I passed, at least she seemed happy with the answers given.

The thing is, actually painting/creating is only a part of being an artist and most of us would like it stop there. Most of us hate self promotion, selling and talking about what we do, we just want to go away somewhere and create without interruption or interrogation alone with our work. The reality though is that in order to do that, to get your voice heard and hopefully sell some of your work and eat you must engage with the real world. You must push yourself out there into the sometimes soul crushing system that is the art-world and what a strange world it is! It’s full of people that half the time can’t make up their minds whether they’re the next giant of the art-world or a worthless, talentless wreck. Artists are often a paradoxical combination of giant ego and crippling insecurity, so if they have to approach the art market it’s important to make sure they do so when they’re somewhere in the middle. Personally I hate it, but it has to be done if you want your artistic voice to be heard and the rewards when they come can make it all worthwhile.

Anyway, there you go. The dog’s asleep, I’ve finished the work I’ve been procrastinating about for months in updating my website with new work and it’s time for a little smackeral of something for lunch. I’ll leave you with a piece of new work.



Bee – Oil on panel