If Paul Gauguin hadn’t died four years before Frida Kahlo was created, one may believe that Gavin Brown is their lovechild. Undoubtedly his art holds the natural lushness and minor madness of Kahlo’s many self-portraits and Gauguin’s Polynesian-period art.
You can’t blame the Melbourne-born, 47-year-old Brown for subtlety or minimalism. His world is filled by highly colored graffiti-like pictures of individuals and circumstances where fleshy faces and tattooed skin compete for attention with good fresh fruit, birds and flowers. The fundamental crisis and wealth oppose one another.
The colour scheme is beautiful and happy, but this type of person perhaps not happy. There’s some thing sinister, tormented, going on. Which of course brings us back once again to impressionists and the absolute most tormented of them, Vincent van Gogh, whose self-portraits, if combined with his sunflowers would look totally comfortable with Brown’s gallery of individuals.
Brown has already established an and multi-faceted job in fashion, picture and a number of other types of design and art, but his emphasis is on painting.
He’s participated in over 25 solo and group shows. A number of his large profits decorate the magnificent Marina Bay Sands Singapore hotel and casino.