It is such a privilege to be surrounded by the bush and the birds. In the garden outside my art studio, there are some beautiful grevilleas. The lorikeets absolutely love them and are often our alarm clock in the morning. They don’t exactly have the nicest song, but I still love to hear them everyday.
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.
30 years of battling for health For 46 years, despite innumerable tests, a very large CDH (bochdalek hernia) was missed 30 years of dismissive doctors and a few unicorn doctors who helped along the way 30 years of flow on impact and autoimmune issues 6 months of knowing something more (than my usual) was wrong 2 months of worrying what it was February a Professor discovers my birth defect 3 months of trying to understand what it means for me now 3 months of healing wounds that took 30 years to establish and learning to forgive 3 months of resenting, reliving, feeling bitter for words spoken to me about my “illness” Months of doctors visits, searching for peace, investing in my family, cooking and making sour dough 3 months of learning to hand it all to Him: to lean not on my own understanding but in all ways acknowledge Him and he will make my paths straight. 3 months of surrendering an unknown future to the only one who knows it A few weeks of finding my way back into the light and back into my art 3 canvases to play with colours that bring me joy Countless bible verses that keep me on the path of hope Many flowers that make me happy, inspired by my wacky garden 3 Willy wag tails that greeted me while on a walk, when my mind and body were struggling
This painting is a part of my motherhood and splatter painting series. The quilt like pattern in the background represents motherhood for me:many parts, both good and bad, intricately woven together to make something beautiful.
This painting is a part of my motherhood and splatter painting series. The quilt like pattern in the background represents motherhood for me:many parts, both good and bad, intricately woven together to make something beautiful.
This painting is a part of my motherhood and splatter painting series. The quilt like pattern in the background represents motherhood for me:many parts, both good and bad, intricately woven together to make something beautiful.
101.4x 76cm Mixed Media on canvas
Signed on the front.
This piece of art will be able to be viewed on Selling Houses Australia: Castle Hill 2024
I have heard it said that being a parent, is having your heart living externally to your body. I don’t know how to parent and I have made a lot of mistakes, but what I do know is that I love my kids more than seems possible. My kids have their own struggles and it is so hard to know when to step in and step back. This painting is about my experience as a Mum wanting desperately to fix it, to take the burdens from my kids, to make it better and then hearing a whisper deep in my soul, “some thing’s don’t need to be fixed”. An ode to neurodivergence.
It is such a privilege to be surrounded by the bush and the birds. In the garden outside my art studio, there are some beautiful grevilleas. The lorikeets absolutely love them and are often our alarm clock in the morning. They don’t exactly have the nicest song, but I still love to hear them everyday.
How often do we wish we could do/be something else, to not be authentically ourselves? It is easy as an artist to look at others and want to be like them. I often look at beautiful, restful, simple, abstract art and wish I could do that. I recently saw some beautiful simplistic art and all I could think of birds flying in, and lego figures vaulting. Truthfully, no matter how much I would sometimes like to, I can’t escape myself. Welcome to my world, where…birds interrupt me.
121.5 x 91cm Acrylic on canvas
This painting will be featured on Selling Houses Australia: Castle Hill 2024
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 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.
Simply Complicated Life seems so simple Yet the juggle is so complicated But what matters is so simple?
I was painting this while juggling all that life’s throws at me and was struck by art imitating life. I thought when I started this painting, at first glance it was much simpler than my usual flower and yet the more I painted the more complexity I discovered!! What beauty in the simplest things we find.
How amazing is this little discovery? But the more you look at it the more you discover it’s extraordinary complexity.
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
I have become a bit obsessed with bees. When my family and I go for walks we spend a lot of time watching the busy bees doing their thing. They are amazing and without realising we actually rely on them for survival, but we walk past them, everyday doing their work. Thank you God for the busy bees.
I will be doing a mini series of these busy bees. 4 minis and one 76 x 76 cm.
I have become a bit obsessed with bees. When my family and I go for walks we spend a lot of time watching the busy bees doing their thing. They are amazing and without realising we actually rely on them for survival, but we walk past them, everyday doing their work. Thank you God for the busy bees.
I will be doing a mini series of these busy bees. 4 minis and one 76 x 76 cm.
Acrylic Paint on stretched canvas, ready to hang. Framed Tasmanian oak floating frame. Painting 30 x 30cm Framed 33 x 33cm
I have become a bit obsessed with bees. When my family and I go for walks we spend a lot of time watching the busy bees doing their thing. They are amazing and without realising we actually rely on them for survival, but we walk past them, everyday doing their work. Thank you God for the busy bees.
I will be doing a mini series of these busy bees. 4 minis and one 76 x 76 cm.
Acrylic Paint on stretched canvas, ready to hang. Framed Tasmanian oak floating frame. Painting 30 x 30cm Framed 33 x 33cm
I have become a bit obsessed with bees. When my family and I go for walks we spend a lot of time watching the busy bees doing their thing. They are amazing and without realising we actually rely on them for survival, but we walk past them, everyday doing their work. Thank you God for the busy bees.
I will be doing a mini series of these busy bees. 4 minis and one 76 x 76 cm.
Acrylic Paint on stretched canvas, ready to hang. Framed Tasmanian oak floating frame. Painting 30 x 30cm Framed 33 x 33cm
I have become a bit obsessed with bees. When my family and I go for walks we spend a lot of time watching the busy bees doing their thing. They are amazing and without realising we actually rely on them for survival, but we walk past them, everyday doing their work. Thank you God for the busy bees.
I will be doing a mini series of these busy bees. 4 minis and one 76 x 76 cm.
Acrylic Paint on stretched canvas, ready to hang. Framed Tasmanian oak floating frame. Painting 30 x 30cm Framed 33 x 33cm