Paul Davies
The Sydney Morning Herald27th Mar 2010
There’s something a little spooky about a Paul Davies painting. Using vivid block colours and hand-cut stencils, he paints the kind of sleep space-age houses beloved of Palm Springs millionaires: floating concrete slabs, hectares of glass, kidney shaped swimming pools. Curtains waft invitingly around sliding doors. Palm trees reach for the sky. You can almost hear the tinkle of ice in a highball glass.
But there is no one home. The houses are dark and empty. With no one to swim in them, the pools are mirrors. The skies range from a baleful yellow to an irradiated pink or an ominous black.