This artwork I made recently. I had an idea about all the stuff we accumulate. I had my father pass away a couple of years ago and we had to empty his house of his belongings. When he went into the rest home all he could take with him was a suitcase of clothes. I guess this is what we all face eventually. The term baggage can also refer to emotional baggage, the stuff we carry around with us.

I was making some sculptures a few years ago based around obsolete technology, and this one referred to the decline in the postal services. It is made from cedar and mahogany.

This is a painting based on a street in Wellington that I see from the bus, As I travel home. It's a scene painted from memory, with a birds eye view. I used ochres and sap greens and blue, parts of the painting are under painted with orange. It is a winter scene.