post card project

For the last number of weeks, I have participated in an initiative by a local contemporary artist collective BOXCARSIX in their Post Card Project. It was conceived as a means for members to be in touch with each other and continue making art together during the time of lock-down. Each artist would begin a card,... Continue Reading →

the persistence of love

I take courage from an idea by Gandhi, which I paraphrase: Love must exist, it must be powerful - otherwise how is it that human beings survive even with all the awful things we perpetrate upon the world?  Gandhi points out that history is full of news of trouble, hurt and catastrophe, but it neglects... Continue Reading →

a complex grief

After laying aside my curatorial work with the Stairwell Gallery, my mind has turned to my own work as a priority. But as I approach it I notice that as well as a sense of need and desire to make art, there is a deep hesitation. To overcome that reticence, I decided to keep my... Continue Reading →

a poem and a painting

At various stages of my painting's evolution, different genres have suggested themselves- landscape, figurative, abstract, floral- and approaching resolution the painting, rather than having become one or the other, remains "all of the above." The other day on Facebook I came upon an excerpt of a TS Eliot poem and as I read, I felt... Continue Reading →

lo, how a rose

How touched I am this Christmas to be reminded of the beautiful German hymn, Es Ist Ein Ros Entsprungen.  I am in the midst of  my new work- roses that speak of the presence of love in the midst of darkness. The words of this song speak of how love remains tender and vulnerable even... Continue Reading →

a repetition of roses

I have taken as reference my own photos of roses and am hand transposing the shapes and contours onto large paper and working with ink. I have a love of repetition- perhaps it was having visited fabric stores with my mother and gazing at myriads of patterns. I look at what is emerging in these... Continue Reading →

learning to paint

It is wonderful that social media helps keep us in reach of our audience, but I admit to being somewhat torn about posting often; it seems contrary to the instinct of nesting, nurture and privacy that go along with developing a body of work. I am at the beginning of a new exploration - one... Continue Reading →

ink and roses

  The symbol of love, the rose is also the symbol of struggle and suffering; of being brave and facing the dark. Look how it is used as a motif in fairy tales- the rose that precipitates the dark tale of the Beauty and the Beast; the prince who wakes the Sleeping Beauty has to... Continue Reading →

little children

New work in progress, 6 of 8 . 30" by 22" conte and charcoal. I had prepped Stonehenge paper for more ruins work and felt the impulse to do large portraits. I work on each enough to feel it has come alive and then move on to the next. I am determined to do 8... Continue Reading →

little saints

As I work on these portraits I think of sculptures of saints on old cathedrals, I think of the churches blackened by fire and think about the story of Christmas in which the light of  the world came into the dark as a child- and the dark did not overcome it.

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