Mark Crockett

My name is Mark Crockett

I put down my paint brushes after a loud and pointless argument with a tutor at college and didn’t pick them up again for 35 years. During that time I picked hops, played records with Carl Cox and breathed fire over dancing crowds from the top of bass bins. I learned to surf, build houses and moved to the mountains of Portugal. I rediscovered photography (I hadn’t fought with my photography tutor) and took a lot of photos at a lot of weddings.

Then I got sick. Auto immune sick. Can’t walk some days sick. Then I picked up my paint brushes (new ones obviously) and the paintings started to fall out.

I now live in Wales with my amazing wife in an old Post Office.

Joanna Field Gallery April 20225 solo exhibition