And so it was that the artist returned to her webpage, dusting off digital cobwebs, talking towards her iPad, trusting it to deliver her true words on this blank page.
There has been so much art, of all sorts, so little of it represented here, just a taste of all I’ve done. So much art I have no space for it, and whatever does not sell or find another home may be tossed or if lucky reReborn anew.
In recent years my art has more and more expressed itself in the impermanent. Reworking the fallen blossoms and leaves that carpet the ground beneath my feet. Foraging for seeds, twigs, stones and shells and anything at all that I can rearrange in an ode, a prayer to life in all its transitional glory.
Yet paint still beckons, Every corner of my tiny home stuffed with an abundance of art supplies laying dormant, I hear their cry, ignoring their plea only exhausts me. I must pick up the pen and wet my brush and with a deep breath and a heavy sigh allow emotion to bloom and grow, drawing itself out, releasing into the open canvas.
The last few months I have dedicated myself to the study of Yoga, I have learned so much but I’m just scratching the surface, so much more to learn. Really valuing the complementary practice of art to yoga, by yoga I mean the practice of self awareness, cultivating deeper connection within. Art is one of the great gateways to accessing those deep inner spaces. The sanctity and beauty of our inner worlds are often glossed over and left behind as we chase whatever external distractions we endlessly run after.
Healing has always been an integral element in my work, art has always been my therapy. Getting older, the body more or less has demanded more attention, buried trauma manifesting in aches and pains, fatigue that sometimes feels so heavy and difficult to overcome. Developing and maintaining a consistent Self care practice is crucial, with regular stretching and meditation old feelings, wounds and hurts rise to the surface and with the breath can be gently released. Combining this practice with Art Helps to further excavate and remove whatever needs to go as well as celebrate all the twists and turns of the journey.
I have a deep and boundless love for the color and shape of the world within and without. To touch it with the breath, to paint it with the brush, to dance and sing, to express and let it out.