I only met Gary once when he was living with Sarah and Sophia in Chichester. I took to him immediately. He was gentle and perceptive. He had a quiet sense of humour. I felt he had hidden depths. The paintings and frames he had restored were beautiful. I do wish I had seen more of him. George Brown

Gary was a great friend and we saw a lot of each other in the years when we both lived in the same part of Hammersmith, five minutes walk from each other. One of my abiding images is of Gary as a bobbing bouncy figure running round the streets, parks and towpaths of Hammersmith. So often he would appear, seemingly out of nowhere, beaming, light of foot, weightless almost. I know nothing about running, but just as some people seem natural in water, so Gary appeared in his element in that level of the atmosphere that some runners seem able to occupy, a couple of inches off the ground. I remember with sadness and pleasure his bright eyes, smile, his unique talent with antiques, his great kindness.

Gary’s cousins in the UK and Australia have remained in contact over the years, not physically close but certainly emotionally. Clearly their relationship has always been warm, happy and supportive and Gary has always had a central role in this happy relationship. At Gary’s invitation we were delighted to attend his graduation exhibition at the City and Guilds of London Art School. Always modest about his achievements we were unprepared for the impact of the beauty and artistry of his work had on us. Gary’s love of art and nature seemed central to his being as was his thoughtful caring attitude to life. We miss him dearly.