PJ Wylie makes no secret of where he was born and grew up. He remembers summer nights as a young boy, early to bed, but laying awake and hearing the gentle breaking of waves through the open window. Some nights when the air was still and the sea agitated, he could hear the tolling of the bell from a buoy. This wasn't often, and so he says, it has made the memory even more precious. PJ Wylie surrounds his painted figures with the smell of sea air. The ocean is always present in the distance. The mostly male bodies that often people his work bear the look of persons troubled or in need of someone to watch over them. I think there is an appearance of innocence in many of these works, also a real sense of uncertainty and perhaps fear for what might be awaiting them in their lives.

2 Sailors		2 Sailors Calm		2 Sailors Laying		3 and Church Ruins

3 at Church		Alf Sailor		O Marry me Johnny		Green trousers

Green Trousers Kneeling		Jack Sailor		Keep the Aspidistra Flying		Rosa Sailor

Sailors with Storm		The Swaying Sound of the Sea		Weep for the lives your wishes never led		You and the other Babies