I know I should probably write more or explain more about my photos but I think the viewer can interpret..The photos are from the Bahamas ,NYNY ,Melbourne Australia .
Chef Shank
Chef Shank ( Chefs Knife)
Repurposed horse hoof file from early 1900’s , high carbon content holds its edge well sharpens easily and dosent rust as quick..
The “chef shank” if full tang and balanced for the user..Teak handle.
The file part of the knife can be used for gratings..(pretty usable I reckon)

#3.5 carbon fiber rotary tattoo machine.
Pinky the flat elephant..
To my Daughter and 2 sons. just because you are out of my sight it dosnt mean that you are out of my mind. “Dada”



Stable studio Nassau Bahamas

My last Studio in Nassau Bahamas “Stable studio” was a converted horse stable the jockies used to live upstairs and the horse stable down stairs,it was difficult getting used to working where i live but also good that I could be creative 24/7 and when I had my kids they could make what ever they wanted.
Lemons into Lemonade

60″x84″ oil on canvas untitled by Arjuna Watson 2000somthing maybe 20010
I was asked to contribute to a group show for NE7 NAGB based on a Apocalypse , this was one of the paintings I painted for it and didnt destroy after I was censored and not aloud to show my version of my apocalypse ..
You can choose to look or look away.
In tern i was destroyed over being censored and had to try and turn it around , at the time The Vagina Monologues play was about to launch in Nassau and they where looking for donations for there charity auction , I donated this painting it sold at the auction and the money generated helped house and treat battered woman and there children in Nassau.
So yeah for turning lemons into lemonade and a big “FUCK YOU” to my censors (you know who you are and i do to).
significant…………………………… to me
Made by my hands.
Simulacra
My Cairn.
I built this Cairn on what was called saddle back Cay but now known as Little Normans Cay.
I worked on a boat as first mate then Captain that went to this island everyday ,every day i would put a new rock on the cairn and also told the tourists that we brought to the Cay that it was good luck to put a rock on it and to make a wish,the last time i saw it , it was about 12 to 15 feet high.
Everyday I would find a shell and bring it home to my then wife Gillian and tell her it was a present from the deep .
I told my kids that if anything happened to me to put my ashes on this Cairn and also cement wine bottles into it so when the wind picked up it whistled signaling the entrance into a safe harbor , i never got sick of this veiw , Water as clear as gin and a gentle sea breeze.
So if you go to the Bahamas and you get a chance , please put a rock on my Cairn.

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