Sometimes the troubles of this life accumulate on me, overwhelming me and overcoming me and I want a break, I want it to stop, to ease up, for the burdens and the pains to be lifted. But do you know what…this is life. It is easy to look around and think that others have it easier than we do, and sometimes that is true, but sometimes it isn’t, the pains of this life are hidden so often by a facade, that make us believe that it should be easier than it is.My family has had a run of one disaster after another, over the past six months, but amongst that there is beauty, there is joy and there is hope. This painting has been about adapting, healing the past, looking toward hope, but seeing joy in the day to day, in the weeds that have abounded in the rain, in the rain itself, in the birds that wake me in the morning. When I stop and listen, moment by moment, I can keep putting one foot in front of another and enjoy the journey.
This was a mini painting (done at the same time) of the painting He Loves Me… Did you ever play that game when you are a kid where you pulled the petals of a daisy, he loves me, he loves me not, he loves me… I used to played that a bit too often Anyway for whatever reason I was reminded of that while I was painting this and despite all that I face with my physical and mental health, I am so grateful for the 3 “He loves me” in my life. 51 x 51 cm painting 53.7 x 53.7 cm white Tasmanian oak floating frame
He Loves Me…Did you ever play that game when you are a kid where you pulled the petals of a daisy, he loves me, he loves me not, he loves me…I used to played that a bit too often Anyway for whatever reason I was reminded of that while I was painting this and despite all that I face with my physical and mental health, I am so grateful for the 3 “He loves me” in my life.
This artwork is framed (lovingly made by me) in a painted white Tasmanian oak floating frame.
Acrylic On Canvas 76 x 76 cm canvas 79 x 79 cm with floating frame
This is part of a beautiful local bush walk, behind a major Sydney hospital. You would never know such beauty exists, so hidden and so gorgeous behind a car park. It is also a local hang out for a variety of owl species. I find it endlessly inspiring, due to its lushness and the juxtaposition of it being so close to the highway. It is interesting how this oasis can be found so close and so many are unaware of it. Acrylic on canvas 76 x 91.2cm
I recently was shown the most gorgeous place just behind the SAN. The family and I have been there a couple of times now, searching for owls and climbing rocks. It is such a beautiful hidden gem. Acrylic Paint on canvas, stretched and ready to hang. Framed in a Tasmanian oak (lovingly made) floating frame. Signed on the front. 76 x 102cm 80 x 105.5cm
This piece is part of my “abstractish” series. It is one of the most fun series I have ever painted. I start by literally throwing paint on the canvas (usually with one of my sons), over and over and over again and then paint what comes from it. I love the freedom of painting this way, and I feel like the joy that I experience translates onto the canvas. Comes in a (lovingly made) painted white Tasmanian oak floating frame.
Acrylic on canvas 76 x76 cm (canvas alone) 79cm x 79cm with floating frame
Art is the way I deal with life. The last couple of weeks have been both traumatic and miraculous, painful and wonderful. Painting this has been part of me processing all that has happened. “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” Matthew 11:28
This has been the most difficult painting I have ever done. Not only was it technically a difficult painting, it was also because it was so deeply personal (sharing this with her permission). A beautiful friend of mine asked me to paint a picture of where her fathers ashes were scattered. It was such privilege to be asked to paint this.
I love my garden, what beautiful ever changing inspiration it brings me, especially at the moment as I spend more time at home, I am noticing more and enjoying more. Years and years a go these beautiful cymbidium orchids were passed to me from my friend and relative Trang. They were overflowing and abundant. There were so many that I was able to pass on some also and since then they have provided me with so much pleasure. It is interesting how these majestic plants largely survive on neglect. Feed them too much, water them too much, give them too much light and they won’t flower. They love my vertical gardens where they get light but not too much and rain water but not too much. These have been the gift that keeps on giving.
76 x 76cm Acrylic on stretched canvas, with Tasmanian oak frame.
During this period of isolation there have been some lovely moments. My favourite thing, has been walking with my family. Each day, rain or shine, we have gone walking or cycling and I have loved it (accept the cycling, I am the lady almost falling off regularly).
During these times the kids have discovered the joy in photography, so while we walk we take interesting pictures along the way. It has brought a new observance of my surroundings that I didn’t have before. Right up the road we discovered these beautiful flowering gums. They were so breathtaking in their complexity and beauty. While it is difficult to capture what true beauty the possess it was fun (and time consuming) to try.