Austin Flowers - Soy Wot

For the most part, I consider myself a painter. Clay was more of a means to an end. I spent years painting the seemingly insignificant corners of mess from the inside of peoples homes. Your bedside table, your kitchen bench… kind of like ‘you are what you eat…’ but more so, ‘you are what you choose to keep.’

Whether you're aware of it or not, the brands you buy, the ornaments you put on display, the way you do or don’t decorate your house all say a lot about you. The paintings were meant to act as indirect portraits of people, using the mundane to highlight their quirky nuances. Some of these people I knew prior, but the majority are complete strangers who I convinced to let me peer into their homes, most with the email subject “May I paint you?” And as it turns out, few people say no to being a muse.