At last, had the chance to go back to the usa and see some of my work framed and hung.

Good to see some of my work hung , at lodeve.

First exhibition in france for some time! l'association plaisir de lire / cultures vivantes et la médiathèque municipale de gignac ont le plaisir de vous inviter au vernissage de l'exposition calculs souples peintures et collages de tony white le vendredi 12 septembre à 19h exposition présentée du 12 septembre au 11 octobre …"rien n'est cert

My workshop. at the fondazione emilia bosis, a centre for people with psychiatric 'problems'. at fondazione emilia bosis an alert, enthusiastic group who gradually started connecting and enjoying themselves a wonderful experience, to be repeated.

Summer 2011 i had arrived late on a rainy evening, so the next morning i went for a walk to get an impression of this quiet rural polish town. the hotel we were lodged in, folwar starawiniarnia, was originallya centre for wine distribution, a cross-roads for buying and selling wine. the tradition had not died and there was an interesting range of e

"standard contract" latest of an on-going series 20cms x 20cms bound, for the usa

Work in situ in narbonne

Aniane 2011 the 2011 symposium at aniane was probably the last one, due to neda moving away, the break-up of the workshop and everyone moving on to other projects. a shame, but the people are still the same, painting will continue, we shall meet again somewhere else! this last event had a very maghrébin feel to it, visitors from morocco and algeri

This is how the painting looked originally. it was quite popular on its various outings in france and america. the accompanying text goes like this : beyond the old wooden casket, the river, the wash, a paddle-steamer, reeds, sand-bars, and in both his thoughts, with help, escape, the now. but during its stay in the usa, the painting got caught up

Tails and heads in the clinic beau soleil 19.09.2012 bottoms up! the thirty minute drive to the clinic (beau soleil) in montpellier at six o'clock in the morning in a state of fast could have been harrowing, but the autoroute was almost as empty as my stomach. and then, i didn't have to cross town, only go to the tram terminus, park, and take the f