Roger George Deller
I was born in a lunatic asylum in the middle of an air raid. The Luftwaffe had bombed the maternity hospital but spared the asylum fortuitously giving refuge to my desperate mother. We spent the next six months living on platform two of Moorgate Tube Station. The V1s drove us out of London and we evacuated ourselves to the safety of North Wales. Respite, then the V2s struck, silent and insidious harbingers of evil. Again we fled, this time to an isolated farm somewhere in Somerset.
When we returned to East Ham, it was to a landscape of bomb sites and desolation, in our street every other house was destroyed. Ironically it was the rejuvenation of this vista that was the genesis of my creative development. Dormant plants and ancient seeds were liberated and began to explode in a fusion of colour. Opposite our home was a solitary staircase that appeared to be growing out of the rubble. One could walk the stairs to an open door that framed the sky. Basements and cellars were guarded by hastily built low brick walls. Gigantic sunken inverted shoe boxes blooming with wild flowers and energetic saplings growing in a Max Ernst painting. A surreal landscape of dystopian reality. Inculcated by these images, I was drawing before I could read.
I have been many things in many places. I was educated in The University of Life and have a degree in Artistic Dissatisfaction. I attended Hornsey Art School whilst still a school boy. Then later, as an adult I spent four years studying with Norma Weller at Brighton College of Art. She was my mentor and introduced me to colour theory and tonal transcription. Throughout the years I’ve attended various workshops and courses and was introduced to Stained Glass by my friend Sue Wallace. I work in a variety of genres and styles always seeking the inner knowledge on a journey of self discovery.