Welcome! And thank you for taking the time to visit my galleries. Here I've placed my work in various galleries for ease of navigation, you may find there will be the odd work that appears in more than one gallery, this is because it's story may overlap. I've added my own inspiration, story and titles to most of the galleries and peices in case you are interested, but I'm very happy for you let each painting be whatever it might be for you personally. I wish you an enjoyable journey thought and do be in touch if you have any thoughts or comments on the peices.
Here I write a bit every so often about the stories behind the painting in focus.
The sun is a endless source of inspiration to me, in it's infinite manifestations and expressions; sunrises, sunsets, midday sun, winter sun, midsummer sun. The moon also.
Here are some of my paintings of the sun and moon.
If you're interested in buying any of these works, please go to purchase. All of these are availabe in print form, and some as originals.
The drawings are charcoal on distressed paper, the paintings are oil on canvas.
Some paintings that I did a long time ago...
Works in progress...
For a while while I was working as an actress, I lived on the edge of Richmond Park in a big old Victorian house. I used to wander round the park for inspiration, to rehearse (talking to the trees), or simply just to escape and immerse myself in the beauty of it all. The intriguing paths, the shapes of the trees, the light, the texture of the grasses... I always relish the sensation of abandon and freedom I feel when I lie down in long grass. Click on the paintings to see their titles and descriptions.
A couple of years ago, I was out writing on the grass on Blackheath, doing some work towards a 'sensible' career project. I started to regret how I was not pursuing my art, wished that I could. A few minutes later a man with a limp and a straw hat walked past with a massive beam on his face, and raised his arms in the air proclaimed 'What a marvellous day!" I got chatting to him, it turned out, he was an artist (a bit spookily..). I got to know him over the weeks, and he invited me into his studio of abstract expressionist painting, and invited me to paint too. He taught me some tools, and inspired me to just do it.
I guess that was the beginning of this movement in my life to rediscovering my art and becoming a painter again. Here are a few paintings from that time..
I often experience a bit of a battle between freedom and control - in life and in painting - and between judgement (of myself) and trust. I want to do more of this work, and explore the possibility of dissolving these boundaries.