
Paul Cornwell – Featured Artist Issue 26
I’m aware my paintings are quite eclectic and varied but I actually enjoy mixing it up and painting in a style that complements my purposes for each piece.

I’m aware my paintings are quite eclectic and varied but I actually enjoy mixing it up and painting in a style that complements my purposes for each piece.

I liked the sound of classical songs, but I had no notion of becoming a ‘proper’ musician. I knew I didn’t have the patience to truly master it, and decided at university that it was likely a hobby I’d keep casually on the side.

I was born in London to Kiwi parents who were there on their honeymoon. You may think it must have been a long honeymoon but that’s a story for another time.

Proud to be Local — brought to you by CFM — is our inspirational feature, highlighting home-grown Coromandel Peninsula folks doing wonderful things out in the world.

Sitting in my home – nearly hidden in kānuka (white tea-tree) forest – above the stretch of sand and sea that is my tūrangawaewae (place to stand), Te Puia Pā (an ancient fortified village) is shrouded in mist. My mind takes me on a journey.

I’m aware my paintings are quite eclectic and varied but I actually enjoy mixing it up and painting in a style that complements my purposes for each piece.

I liked the sound of classical songs, but I had no notion of becoming a ‘proper’ musician. I knew I didn’t have the patience to truly master it, and decided at university that it was likely a hobby I’d keep casually on the side.

I was born in London to Kiwi parents who were there on their honeymoon. You may think it must have been a long honeymoon but that’s a story for another time.

Proud to be Local — brought to you by CFM — is our inspirational feature, highlighting home-grown Coromandel Peninsula folks doing wonderful things out in the world.

Sitting in my home – nearly hidden in kānuka (white tea-tree) forest – above the stretch of sand and sea that is my tūrangawaewae (place to stand), Te Puia Pā (an ancient fortified village) is shrouded in mist. My mind takes me on a journey.