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David leach

About David Leach

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BIOGRAPHY

David left England in 1981. A gap year, they called it. He never went back. England changed. He did too. The Greek islands took him in. The sun was hot, the sea was clear, and the ouzo was cheap. He painted, but mostly he drank. He moved from island to island, restless, looking for something. Maybe he found it. Maybe he didn’t.

By the end of the ’80s, Greece grew small. Asia called. He meant to stay a few months. It became years. He lost himself in Indonesia, drifted through the islands, worked with artists who knew the land and the wood and the paint. He learned from them. The colors changed. The lines grew bolder.

A trip home. Brief. Necessary. England was still there, but it was not for him. The road was better. He went back to Asia. India this time. He roamed, watched, learned. The heat pressed down, the colours burned brighter. He found Goa. Goa was good. He stayed.

The paintings kept coming. They changed, like him. The world shifted. His brush followed. Now the work had weight. Politics crept in. It always does. Today, he moves between two places—Ibiza, Goa. Two studios. Two lives. The sea is near, the light is good. He paints. The road never ends.

FALL 2024 / NEW WORKS

These new paintings by David Leach hit you with an intense, almost brutal energy—a controlled chaos that pulls the viewer into its layered, cryptic world.

 

Dominated by thick, urgent strokes and muted earthy tones, it’s as if we’re peering into scenes caught between the real and the imagined. Ghostly forms emerge and dissolve across the canvas, resembling skeletal figures and animalistic shapes, perhaps half-dreamed, half-remembered.

 

The figures seem in constant flux, their forms simultaneously recognisable and elusive, evoking a sense of primal ritual or ancient narrative.There’s an undeniable sense of dissonance here, a tension between the structural and the chaotic, the recognizable and the abstract. His brushwork is unapologetically raw and direct, forcing each line and mark to carry weight, as if chiseling away at the surface to reveal something darker, more profound. This series resists any easy categorization. They are unsettling, deeply personal works that thrum with his restless, enigmatic energy.

My Portfolio

Welcome to my portfolio. Here you’ll find a selection of my work. Explore my projects to learn more about what I do.

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