Finding Pieces

 When I make the work, it is all consuming but something happens to it after time passes and it is no longer a focus on my mind or my walls.

These three were part of a sixteen part series, inspired by a song lyric: "...no body knows, where is it she goes, when those sad eyes close..." by Ingrid Michaelson.

I found myself wondering where she did go and so the series of pictures take you inside her closed eyes and through her journey. I'll try to find more to complete the series on here..

Heavy burdens

This was a symbolic piece I created for a solo exhibition a few years ago for Fringe.

It's larger scale than my usual work, ink and watercolour on A2 parchment.

She's made up of patchwork (I've always felt an affiliation with Sally from Nightmare Before Christmas) and she's pulling the load of an ox while treading on egg shells - an impossible task.

A print of this work is available at my etsy store:
https://www.etsy.com/listing/67583066/pulling-the-load-of-an-ox-open-edition?ref=shop_home_active_11

Triangle Curiosities

These pieces began with a gentle obsession with triangles and a curiosity towards leaning to a more fashion based concept rather than fantasy... It lasted for one piece before it went back to fantasy land, but I'm ok with that.

Making Time

It has been a long while since I was here, in the space of creating and making and wanting to share. Creativity always ebbs and flows, but the strength of this flow is relentless, so I now dedicate time, thoughts and energy back into this passion which I treasure so much.

Recently, for my birthday actually, I discovered some new inks which offer a  far richer colour array than watercolour alone. These are my first 'try-outs' with the new medium and I'm hooked already.

                                                                                   Husband arranged a secret/surprise birthday horseride.         

Husband took the kids and I to Clealand Wildlife Park so I could cuddle a koala on my birthday. Best first aid.