“I’ve always been fascinated and felt at home within the arts, and I’d occasionally have the odd pang of “I need to become the best artist in the world”, followed by an infantile cry. However, this was never sustained; it was all talk and very little action, mere dreams. Being an artist was the equivalent of saying I was one. I guess the nature of being overwhelmed and broody is part of being a teenager.” -Samuel Sultana
Je Vous Invite – AVAILABLE This painting means ‘I invite you’ to my childhood. As a child dinosaurs were absolutely fascinating, and my brother and I were obsessed with them. We used to have numerous dinosaur drawing books, which we used to colour in furiously. I had the empty canvas lying there for quite some time, with the idea fixed in my head. I used to visit the canvas daily, but I was always scared to start. One day I went towards it and blew up on it. This approach is something I still use to this day. I then stencilled out the dinosaur and painted it on. 100×100 cm. Acrylic paint, chalk pastel and oil pastel on canvas.
Ramses – SOLD I was always fascinated by the Egyptian culture. As a child, I even asked my grandma to give me lessons about them. We all know him with his famous gold mask, but I was curious to explore his remains. At that time I used to expose myself to. I wanted to paint on huge surfaces. I liked to paint on wood because it didn’t succumb to the force applied to it. I wanted to paint something huge and powerful like its size. I got the wood from a local orange packaging shop. 120×100 cm. Acrylic paint and chalk pastel on wood.
Chien Vert Fou De Rage En Arbre Mort Brule – Available I wanted to paint a hammerhead shark. I had done a number of study drawings to see which posture and position would work best. 300×120 cm. Acrylic paint, chalk pastel, oil bar, oil paint and oil pastel on wood.
SilverBack – SOLD 250×230 cm. Acrylic paint andchalk paste on wood.
Grand Pere – SOLD For some reason or other I have always been interested and appreciative of my grandfather. I could connect and open up to him when I was younger, and I would write occasional letters to him where I really opened up to him. This painting depicts him. It is my first ‘real’ painting, which I remember tying to the back of my bike and riding all the way up the Naxxar slope to show it to Rupert, who was rather impressed. I never finished the hair, I think out of fear. I painted it on a shirt of his that he offered me when I was younger and used to wear a lot. It is now lying in a cupboard at his place, I don’t think it suits his style of work. 60×80 cm. Acrylic paint on shirt.