Miles Walker









Miles Walker's Artwork from Canada,

It seems incredible to me that my life is based on a true story Here is my introduction on how to get you interested in looking at this web site, this is a gallery of some of my Sir Real work and links to my art in motion video, it is not a story, novella or a book to read.....I was thinking too much, and you know Leslie, when this happens your head does strange things! Do not try and read this whole site! Over time look at a page, now and then to get the bigger picture. This is a collection of doodles, drawings, thoughts, ideas and literary ephemera, bad punkuation and spellink that has past my eyes in the last forty years, My mother said I should not show my dairies to anyone as it would jeopardize my career as a commercial artist. If my sister had started painting thirty years ago instead of going to work, her skin would be gold like Gauguin! I had those amazing long four years at art school, my mother told me I was a verbal terrorist and also an atheist, well my mother is now dead.....Luv u mom! Melville Haysom an incredible craftsman who taught me to be a painter, and with Roy Churcher, Frank Rowland I maybe, even became an artist. Haysom gave me the most important compliment of my artistic life when he said at the end of my tuition “that my pictures would be best exhibited in toilets around the world”. When honoured with that encouraging statement I decided to find out where those toilets where, I would search the world to find were Dali and Picasso peed. I left Brisbane School of Art and worked for entrepreneur Lester Padman and my inspirational mentor Barry Deans. On my arrival in Paris I found out what an influential art school the Ecole des Beaux Arts was and it has some of the best toilets in France! George Virine from the “beauzzar” taught me sculpture and gave me 3D art in my life. My writing was/is so bad when I wrote a lot of these diary notes at art school and through latter years. My English has not improved much but I now have spell checker. We should not let bad English or bad language interfere with the story or the message!.....That’s why I have spent a life time in advertising, and marketing as a communication designer making money from ideas and art! My first year out of school I had a job as a filling clerk in the railways! They moved me to the mapping department after three weeks, at last a job drawing of sorts, tracing and upgrading maps of East Africa. I learnt the alphabet at art school, hand lettering out Times Roman for two whole months of my life, thanks higher education.....Please hang in there with the ranting and ravings of omnipotent youth stumbling though the brocken up foundations of my art school life in the sixties, and discovering the excitement of the seventies. What are your plans over the next forty years?