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The Sugar Babies by O.M. Faye
The Sugar Babies by O.M. Faye













The Sugar Babies by O.M. Faye The Sugar Babies by O.M. Faye The Sugar Babies by O.M. Faye

I met Cassie outside a party once, I lit her cigarette for her, the rest is history I guess. It's also really tough though, but that's great, they really teach you to think on your own there, you come out stronger for sure.īoxers, 2017, Signed and dated verso, 1380 x 1120 mm You’re very young and you’re already represented by COB Gallery, how is it to work with them? Really you learn from interacting every day with your mates, drinking wine, arguing about painting, stumbling around soho, the Slade is a lot of fun. I learnt a lot from the amazing tutors, but also they have a huge emphasis on studio culture there. I fell in love so many times there, which makes you grow up fast. The Slade is a wonderful enriching place, I really miss it. ‍ How was your experience of studying at Slade School of Fine Arts in London? Would you recommend it? It's always about the feeling of painting for me, I get totally obsessed and lost in it, it's so seductive to me, this struggle between your brush, your hand, your mind, the image in your mind and how it throws itself onto the skin of the canvas, when you can get all these things right, very rarely, it feels like nothing else in the world. I was interested in the word Lacuna as in a pause in a piece of music or the gaps between bones or like a heavy pause between the richest words in poetry. I was really lucky in high school, my teachers really encouraged me to paint with oil, I felt so excited and liberated, I made huge paintings on paper from looking at the small crevices between shells and bones. I suppose I've always felt it was very serious, to paint is to love again, as it were. God I miss Hong Kong, the monsoon season would transform the sky into a wet, ocean, heaving, the soul stretched tight across the sky. I have always felt really satisfied by creating an image, stealing a part of the world I see before me and swallowing it into a drawing. I would sit on our balcony on the 28th floor and spend hours drawing every tiny little window of every apartment block and every leaf on the mountains. The landscape there is so beautiful, giant soaring mountains that wear clouds as hats battling for attention with skyscrapers built by bamboo scaffolding. My family would take me to Hong Kong every summer growing up, it's so different to south London-a real maze of a place. How long have you been painting? When did it become serious?















The Sugar Babies by O.M. Faye