I am Tamlan.

British-Algerian. Neither. Both.

I paint. I draw. I work with light. I try to catch something before it disappears. I studied painting in Leeds, 2002. First-class in studio practice. It didn’t matter. What mattered was learning by doing—by failing, by chasing what feels true until it fades.

I like bold colour. Hard lines. Contrast. Light where it doesn’t belong, shadow where it should. Rothko knew. So did Klein, Turrell, Richter. Basquiat made the right kind of mess. Klee saw differently. I’m still looking. Sometimes I find it.

My influences? Rust. Concrete. Dawn. Empty streets. Kraftwerk. Tom Waits. The silence between words. The weight of the unsaid. My family. Teaching others.

This is my work.