Peter Hackett

Life and art, I love them both…
Peter Hackett was entwined in my world even before I met him
His sister was a classmate and my friend
so when our paths crossed as individuals, it was easy…it was fun
    And over the years, despite going our separate ways, it has remained so…
When we met in our youth, I had aspirations to be an artist…
Peter was one,
What shape, form and style that was going to morph into, he had little idea,
But I could tell that at the centre of his being he knew,
               He was an artist
…and then he went to work,
Learning, developing, experimenting, so as to ensure he could be proud of the artist he was born to
Talent is easy… it’s undeniable and real, but it’s easy,
               And so often it goes unrealised
Peter has worked hard for that not to be his talents’ fate…
The results are here for all to see…
In the layers, The passion, The techniques, The depth made to look so easy…
I could go on about the person, but for Peter, it has always been about the art…his art
               So I invite you to turn the page
Step into the world he wants to share with you,
                                                                                                  …and enjoy
Grant Pearce…
Peter Hackett’s friend
Peter J Hackett

Gallery History

1980Salon des Artistes FrancaiseParis, France
1981La DefenceParis, France
1982Canterbury GalleryRotorua, NZ
1983Words and Pictures GalleryAuckland, NZ
1984ASA GalleryAuckland, NZ
1985Contemporary GalleryWarrensburg, Mo, USA
1992Portfolio GalleryAuckland, NZ
1993Chiaro Scuro GalleryAuckland, NZ
1994Morgan le Faye GalleryAuckland, NZ
1995TVH galleryBalgowlah, Sydney, Australia
1996ARTEXAuckland, NZ
1997ARTEXAuckland, NZ
1998TVH galleryBalgowlah, Sydney, Australia
1999TVH galleryBalgowlah, Sydney, Australia
2005Fishers Fine ArtsAuckland, NZ
2006Fishers Fine ArtsWellington, NZ
2006Fishers Fine ArtsAuckland, NZ
2007Fishers Fine ArtsChristchurch, NZ
2007Fishers Fine ArtsAuckland, NZ
2008Exhibitions GalleryWellington, NZ
2008Fishers Fine ArtsChristchurch, NZ
2009Exhibitions GalleryWellington, NZ
2010Exhibitions GalleryWellington, NZ
2011Exhibitions GalleryWellington, NZ
2012Exhibitions GalleryWellington, NZ
2013Exhibitions GalleryWellington, NZ
2013Parnell GalleryAuckland, NZ
2014Exhibitions GalleryWellington, NZ
2014Parnell GalleryAuckland, NZ
2015Exhibitions GalleryWellington, NZ
2015Parnell GalleryAuckland, NZ
2016Parnell GalleryAuckland, NZ
2017Parnell GalleryAuckland, NZ
2018Parnell GalleryAuckland, NZ
2019Parnell GalleryAuckland, NZ
2020Exhibitions GalleryWellington, NZ
2020Artbay GalleryQueenstown, NZ


1988Nola Holmwood Portrait Award finalist
1990Team MacMillan Art award finalist
1991Ida Este Art Award finalist

Selected Bibliography

The Daily Star Journal, Warrensburg Mo. USA.’ Portrait of an Artist.’
Waikato Times. Hamilton NZ.’ Instilation of the Mural.’
‘Nickel Molding and Fossilising’. ASA Gallery and studios. Thursday Arts, New Zealand Herald. TJ McNamara
Perspective on Art, New Zealand Herald. TJ McNamara.
Pavement Magazine Auckland NZ. ’Creative Destruction.’ Perspective on Art, New Zealand Herald. TJ McNamara.
National Beaches Weekender Sydney AU. ‘Paying Homage’. Television New Zealand. Dynamism of a Football Player. Zara Potts. Western Leader Auckland NZ. ‘Carving out a place’. Rani Timoti. The Painted Garden in New Zealand Art. Christopher Johnstone New Zealand Gallery. Denis Robinson.
New Zealand Herald.
Energetic Work, TJ McNamara.

Selected Commissions

American Coin Collection. 40 engravings, Shamhart collection. 12 mtr mural for Recycled Recreation. Seabrook collection American coin collection. 40 engravings, Shamhart collection. Nemrut Dhugi. Turkish Cafe. Auckland.

The Factory. Elisar Salama Collection.

Rydges Wellington Airport Hotel. A commission for three large panels, following The ANZAC brotherhood. ANZAC Cenotaph, 2018.

My Paintings Weep & Perfume

Many years with one or more of my paintings will familiarise you with the smell of linseed oil.
If you are one of the few, the painting will weep. (This is where the pigment and medium separate with gravity.)
Paintings like mine are never really dry. They breathe and change shape imperceptibly.

Thoughts on daily life

Our Town

I grew up with the Maori,
I loved a Maori girl.
I played Rugby with the Maori,
And I played against.
I went away to war with the Maori,
where a Maori saved my life.
I came home with the Maori,
and I shook the Maori hand.
I went to work with the Maori,
with one eye on the ocean
the other on the land.
I moved away from the Maori,
but I see him at the game.
His laughter,
and his smiling face,
brings me home again…
And again.


Young men and women,
sent with weapons
and battlecry,
To attack and dismantle,
A nation that defended itself
by sending its
young men and women,
to the frontiers of their nation.
To fight for one another,
their homes,
their way of life.
When the battle was over,
the aggressor was defeated,
the homeland
was saved.