TOM LEWIS


My recent paintings come at a time when I am just beginning to understand where my work comes from. Working my way from understanding to explanation is complicated. I feel as though I have been handed a puzzle, tens of thousands of years old, but the box is so faded that I can’t make out the picture on the front. I get a vague sense that the shapes fit together and seeing as though I’m here and have just made a brew, I might as well shuffle the bits around. Every now and then, with a sense of almost hallucinogenic clarity and butterflies in my stomach, two pieces slot together.

My dissertation at university was called something like ‘the limits of the human’ and, rather lamely, attempted to explore what might lie beyond the limits of human consciousness and if such a thing existed, how one might access such experience. This was a thought that fascinated me and the sense that I could in some way feel the confines of my biological humanity led me to explore ideas of the sublime, the nature of being and truth. All the metaphysical good stuff. That line of exploration felt like it stopped after uni, and I went back to painting pictures that made me laugh, or moved me in some way that I found difficult to explain. The effectiveness of these pictures was related, amongst other things, to the stories that they told. The ‘better’ the story, the ‘better’ the painting. ‘Better’ is somewhat ambiguous, but I had a sense of what it meant so, like the puzzle, I just tried to keep piecing bits together.

Lewis’ influences come from a variety of genres, ranging from his early obsession with ninjas and manga which, as well as an admiration for films such as Miyazaki’s “Spirited Away”.
It is also clear to see contemporary references formed through digital media and `neon signs.

I think I am trying to tell stories about telling stories, which is perhaps why I’m hesitant to pin Megan down to a single narrative. She’s not really a person, she’s more what a person does, or at least, could do. She is the embodiment of the idealised state of perpetual becoming. Oh…..She’s a hero