Spilling over the edges

The beauty and gentle power of falling water speaks for itself; anything that holds that much light, anchoring it to the earth, is an agent of radiant momentum and the most uplifting, dynamic kind of enlightenment, bringing this aspect in to the world by enchanting, relating to and engaging with others. This, to me, is the feminine aspect at work in the world…

(We’re all a) work in progress

Putting work in progress images of my work out there in the raw has taught me to accept (in all the ways listed in this post) my own perpetual “work in progress” state of being; the never finished aspect of who I am and the acceptability, the honesty and the commonalty of that. There’s a real power in owning that unfinished aspect of self and it can come as such a relief, like a weight put down…

The alchemy of art

Where does an artwork (or indeed anything) belong; with those to whom it is deeply personal, to those who most prize it, to those who are strong or rich enough to claim it or is there more organic flux to its journey. Perhaps its own higher purpose means it will change hands several times as a catalyst to healing, transformation and deeper understanding, always moving on when it is ready until it becomes its own story, infused with a life all of its own…

Shining a new light on Eden

“New Light on Eden” has been with me all summer, mostly painted in the dappled sunlight beneath the (maple, not apple) tree of my summer garden, relishing the opportunity to do that in equal proportion to how I almost dread the long-cold-dark winter days ahead. So, what did this summer painting have to tell me about the changing seasons and my relationship with them?

Living in my studio

It can be so funny when you realise that you’ve been chasing after ideas of what you aspire to like a dog after a clockwork hare…and what you really wanted was right under your nose all the time, you just weren’t seeing it clearly or, to quote my father, “you can’t see for looking”…