This is a part of my splatter paint series. Painting these is pure joy: I literally throw pain on the canvas and then paint what the painting shows me. This features part of the beautiful magpie family that visits me almost daily. I sit and get work done and watch them. Magpies get such a bad wrap. They have the most beautiful song and are amazingly bonded families. It really is something special to watch.
This is my happy place. Thanks to the generosity of some amazing friends, I have found a place to rest. A place I run to when things get tough. A place to celebrate. A place to escape to, in my mind. A place to ground me. A place to remind me of truth. My happy place.
For a couple of months tragedy surrounded us, culminating with my Father in law being in ICU.
The depth and weight of all that was happening meant we had to, as a family, find a way through. We went to the beach, and on bush walks, we had dinner out, we found ways to find joy in the small things: I call them microjoys. To see flowers popping up in the garden, birds all around. Seeing beauty in small things, helped us to get through the hardest things.
This beautiful kookaburra was on one of our walks, and it just kindly sat and let me walk up close and take its photo. So thanks Mr Kookaburra for allowing me to preserve a micro joy.
61 x 76cm Mixed media on canvas
This one is quite different for me, as I literally blobbed and squelched paint over the canvas, like a child. I still don’t quite know how I feel about it, but it allowed freedom and healing to come as I ripped and pasted fabric, drew squiggles and randomly applied paint.
This is a part of my splatter paint series. Painting these is pure joy: I literally throw paint on the canvas and then paint what the painting shows me.
This is a part of my splatter paint series. Painting these is pure joy: I literally throw paint on the canvas and then paint what the painting shows me.
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.
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.
We share a car with my brother and sister in law, and each week my sister in law drops it off and we go for our walk. I love exercising alone, but I really love these Thursday mornings with my beautiful sister.
On the way we love a good chat, but I also continue to enjoy the beauty around me, from our neighbourhood poppies, to the spectacular bird life. For the last two weeks we have seen a flock of black cockatoos fly over us. It is a sight and a sound that literally stops us in our tracks. The elusive black cockatoos are such a spectacular sight. What a gift to have these walks.
We don’t see a lot of king parrots in our yard, but occasionally we get the privilege. I have these pictures of this one in particular where he is so upright, it amused me. This is a part of my splatter paint series. Painting these is pure joy: I literally throw pain on the canvas and then paint what the painting shows me. There are bees and hidden amongst the flowers to find. I love creating paintings that have something hidden for those who are really interested in them.
I have seen so much pain around me recently. The worst and most tragic aspects of life and it is hard to imagine a way through, at times, for those suffering. It reminds me of a kids book (We’re going on a bear hunt) that says, ” We can’t go over it, we can’t go under it, we must go through it.” Can we be the hug, the hope, the love, the light for those around us who are suffering. To offer the hidden hope that they cannot currently possess, to be with them in their tragedy, until they can once again stand? This painting is a response and a reminder that “this too shall pass”. That despite the burdens and pain that we and our friends may carry, that there is hope, in time, that the deepest of pain shall pass. 1.56 x 1m
I see trees like I see people, having different personalities with different life stories.
This, to me, is our Grandfather tree. Under this tree all are loved and welcome. It doesn’t care if you are a bird, a person or a red back, brown or pink, immigrant or original, religious or atheist, gender defined or not. This tree welcomes all. Under this tree you can find rest, and shelter. This tree can be OUR family tree.
This is a mixed media piece, with the background having prints of local leaves and grasses.
This is a part of my splatter paint series. Painting these is pure joy: I literally throw paint on the canvas and then paint what the painting shows me. This one also has scraps of paper, torn up, for stems. There are butterflies, bees and ladybugs hidden amongst the flowers to find. I love creating paintings that have something hidden for those who are really interested in them.
This is a part of my splatter paint series. Painting these is pure joy: I literally throw pain on the canvas and then paint what the painting shows me. There are butterflies, bees and ladybugs hidden amongst the flowers to find. I love creating paintings that have something hidden for those who are really interested in them.
This artwork is a response to the realisation of the damage that comparisons can cause in my life.
I am a unique person, created by God and I have something to offer the world that is unique to me, as do you, have something to offer, that is unique to you.
This painting was created by hearing all the voices and the negative thoughts of many friends, family and page followers. All of this heartbreak was written down, it was awful to hear and awful to see.
I turned it around and painted the back with pure expression.
I then tore it all up.
I long for us all to tear up the voices that hold us down, that keep us from being who we are created to be. Imagine a world where we were comfortable in our own skin. Where we valued ourselves and others uniqueness, where we judged less and loved more.
Sewing the pieces back together was the next step. Some were back to front, upside down, sideways, some thrown out. The rest was resown into a new creation, which, while carrying its past, no longer resembles it. The words no longer have meaning. You can not see the pain caused by these comments. We are now free like the galah who soars above the field of flowers.
At last I can reveal the paintings I have been working on for The Sound of Music musical…this one is called “Morning Hymn” and was used on light boards for the backgrounds of the abbey scenes.
What a privilege to be a part of this amazing show. I can not get over how much people contributed their gifts to serve. It was a gift to be able to be a part of it, and just saying I am super proud of my kids.
At last I can reveal the paintings I have been working on for The Sound of Music musical…this one is called “The Hills are Alive” and was used on light boards for the backgrounds of the family scenes.
What a privilege to be a part of this amazing show. I can not get over how much people contributed their gifts to serve. It was a gift to be able to be a part of it, and just saying I am super proud of my kids.
I used to be really afraid of the dark, even as an adult. I am not sure what scared me so much, but with time I have learnt to appreciate the light in the darkness. We are so lucky to have the stars and the moon, to keep us company and they are so breathtaking. We also have the privilege of street lights! There are many beautiful gum trees close to me that when illuminated by the street lights seem to offer their own source of comfort and light. Their beauty is highlighted even more in the darkness. It reminds me to look for the light in the darkness and to hopefully reflect that light also.
The background of this piece has been made impressions from plants, using charcoal and marble powder to press into the painting.
I am obsessed with Aussie trees. I love to study them; their beautiful shapes and colours are so unique and stunning. I have realised that each one has its own unique beauty, just like people. They come in all sorts of shapes, sizes and colours, each varying so much from the next. Why do we see differences in people as a bad thing, when the differences in the trees make our lives so much richer and more beautiful. I love the trees and the lessons to be learnt from them when I take the time to look.
This is a mixed media piece, with the background having prints of local leaves and grasses.
Signed on the front.
Framed
Mixed Media on canvas 119 x 91cm painting 122.6 x 93.8cm with frame
Waking up to the sounds of native birds is such a privilege. I am so lucky to have them in abundance in the neighbourhood where I live. They are a constant source of joy and their sound, when taking the time to listen to them, pulls me out of my head full of worries, and jobs to be done, and back into the present. Appreciating God’s creation has been such my through some of the toughest times.
Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink ; or what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Matthew 6:25-26
This is a part of my splatter paint series. Painting these is pure joy: I literally throw paint on the canvas and then paint what the painting shows me.
A neighbour, in a street near where I live, has always had the most magnificent poppies in spring, for as long as I can remember. I don’t know if she just loves them or they have a more significant meaning for her, but these poppies have always brought me so much joy, year after year. This is a tribute to her legacy, and her beautiful poppies.
This is a part of my splatter paint series. Painting these is pure joy: I literally throw pain on the canvas and then paint what the painting shows me.
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.
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.
Framed by me in a painted white Tassie oak floating frame.
Acrylic Paint on stretched canvas, ready to hang.
Signed on the front.
Acrylic On Canvas 74.3x 74.7 cm canvas 77.1. x 77.6 cm with floating frame
The lockdowns caused by COVID caused so many problems, but also gave us many gifts. One of the gifts it gave us was time. Suddenly we had time; time to spend with family, time to explore our local area in a way we haven’t before. What a gift. I will remember this spot well, not only for the beauty and the peace, but also for the joy it brought us. My sons are adventurous and love to scramble and climb over all the rocks, no matter how slippery…well you can guess what happened this one time. A very soggy boy for the last hour of the hike, but what a place to fall in.
On the way up the hill, the council planted the most beautiful crabapple trees. When they loose their leaves, they aren’t much to look at, but in spring, there is nothing like them, they are absolutely packed with the most stunning flowers. The colour is so vibrant that no matter what I do, I cant seem to match the intensity of the pink! What a wonder the crabapple is, and such a gift to all who take the time to look at it.
I love the Australian bush. I am aware of what a privilege it is to be surrounded by the bush where we live. What it does for me is that it grounds me, when I am anxious or feeling hopeless, it reminds me of God, it reminds me that there are bigger things than the things I am going through. One of my favourite things to do in the bush is find wildflowers. I am so fascinated by the contrast between the dry bushland and these beautiful random flowers that come up everywhere. Randomly these shockingly beautiful, intricate and unique flowers spring up. How easy is it for us to walk through life with our mind elsewhere and not notice the beauty and the gifts we are surrounded by. These visually rich flowers are such a good reminder to me, to get out of my head, all the things that need to be done, the worries that come over and to pause, to appreciate the little things that give life unexpected pleasure