Derek Liddington
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Exhibitions (2012-2025)
Their horizon was ...
2022/2023 The trees weep, the mountain still, the bodies rust
2018, After, before, yesterday, meanwhile, now, you, me, those, the others, right and left
2017. the body will always bend
2015. Reclining Nude
2015. Flesh, Marble, Leaf
2016. Why am I unable to represent
2016. Weighted Dancers
2015. It wasn’t until
2013. Every moment
2013. Modern Love
2012. Today a Legend Died.
2012-2017. Repeated Forms
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Derek Liddington
Home
Artwork
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Exhibitions (2012-2025)
Their horizon was ...
2022/2023 The trees weep, the mountain still, the bodies rust
2018, After, before, yesterday, meanwhile, now, you, me, those, the others, right and left
2017. the body will always bend
2015. Reclining Nude
2015. Flesh, Marble, Leaf
2016. Why am I unable to represent
2016. Weighted Dancers
2015. It wasn’t until
2013. Every moment
2013. Modern Love
2012. Today a Legend Died.
2012-2017. Repeated Forms
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The lemon, the foot, the apple, the forest, the still-life, the hand and their feet
oil on linen / hand-carved wooden sculptures / hand-carved frame
detail
2024
The lemon, the foot, the apple, the forest, the still-life, the hand and their feet
oil on linen / hand-carved wooden sculptures / hand-carved frame
2024
The lemon, the foot, the apple, the forest, the still-life, the hand and their feet
oil on linen / hand-carved wooden sculptures / hand-carved frame
2024
The lemon, the foot, the apple, the forest, the still-life, the hand and their feet
oil on linen / hand-carved wooden sculptures / hand-carved frame
2024
With eyes wide, the leaves rustled in the fall breeze at dusk, I could see the goblins grip, the devils face and the legs outstretched frantic to escape,
Oil on Canvas
140cm x 205cm
2024
at dusk they played a song for the smuggler trapped in the devils grasp, flute, whistles, drum and cries, distracted, they missed the dancing thief wearing heeled boots and patterned dress.
Oil on linen
205cm x 160cm
2023
the thumb, Judith, the righteous, the dying, him, the dead, the seen, the concealed, the angry, the unheard, the listened, the breast, the hand, the mountain, the night
Oil on linen
140cm x 205cm
2023
In slumber they did not watch us. In slumber they did not dream of us
oil on canvas
20” x 22”,
2024
The pattern of the foliage revealed the paleness of her knees at dusk
oil on canvas
18" x 22”
2024
Marbled Forms and Reflections of Judith and a Beheaded Holofernes at Night
Oil on Canvas, wood carving
2023
The marbled form in darkness and light, in bloom and rot, both laugh and cry, they beckon and scream, in love and hate (grotesque heads)
Oil on Canvas
2023
Three Marbled Figures Concealed by Night, Flower, Reflection and Blemish
Oil on Canvas, wood carving
2023
Cast Shadow on Marbled Forms on Rotting Earth
Oil on Canvas, wood carving
2023
I strained to see what you could see so easily (three figures)
Oil on Canvas, wood carving
2023
Dad and I talked the entire drive about rust and flesh, I looked out the window into the mirror watching the trees recede into the distance, yearning for their embrace.
Oil on canvas
59” x 70”
2022
Dad and I talked the entire drive about rust and flesh, I looked out the window into the mirror watching the trees recede into the distance, yearning for their embrace (detail)
Oil on canvas
59” x 70”
2022
The clouds hovered above the valley, taking the form of him, the form of her, the form of us (open mouth)
Oil on canvas
50" x 62”
2022
The clouds hovered above the valley, taking the form of him, the form of her, the form of us (open mouth)
50" x 62”
Oil on canvas
2022
My movement seemed to follow the shadows as I walked. They watched through the foliage. It was just a dream.
Oil on canvas
2021
Their movement followed the shadows. I hid, peaking through the foliage. It was just a dream. 2021 oil on canvas
oil on canvas
84" x 70"
2021
It was a foot. It was a flower. It was rust. It is movement. It is still. It was dirt. It was movement. It was still
oil on canvas
2021
it was night. It was rust. It was you. It was me. It was skin. It was day.
Oil on canvas
2021
Flesh is to steel as rust is to my skin at dusk (pinched)
oil on loose / stretched canvas
41” x 51”
2020
Flesh is to steel as rust is to my skin at dusk (pressed)
oil on loose / stretched canvas
41” x 51”
2020
Neither distance or scale seemed to make sense to me as I sat in the valley, staring at the shadows, as they danced along the foliage to the rhythm of the sun (II)
Oil on stretched and unstretched canvas
65 x 77 inches
2019
Neither distance or scale seemed to make sense to me as I sat in the valley, staring at the shadows, as they danced along the foliage to the rhythm of the sun (I)
Oil on stretched and unstretched canvas
65 x 77 inches
2019
Her feet, her skin, my hands and her feet
Oil on canvas
22” x 18” (each)
2018
House plant next to window with lots of natural light
Oil on canvas
62” x 50”
2018
Mom prepared fried potatoes anxiously waiting for him to get home late on a Wednesday
Oil on canvas
30” x 34”
2018
Three figures, one walking
2017, watercolour on canvas / watercolour on poplar frames
22” x 30”
2017
The curtain moved slowly from left to right
watercolour on canvas
56” x 69”
2017