Lot Essay
'In my bedroom at home in Oakleigh Park, I leaned moodily against the door, brooding on what a miserable state it was to be eighteen and to admire every artist but oneself, when I looked in the mirror hanging opposite and noticed that the black of the stained wood I was leaning against infused the colour of my jacket, hair and eyes to abolish the separateness of things. It made my situation paintable. I fetched paints and took the same position again, but slyly this time to recapture the effect, and surprised myself by painting it' (Exhibition catalogue, Lawrence Gowing, London, Serpentine Gallery, 1983, p. 11).