Inspired by Yayoi Kusama and the hope of keeping the dots of infinite love and possibility alive. Each dot reminds me that painting is a message, a subtle and divine connection, one artist to another, one soul to another, one universe to another.   When they are done, I plant flowers, herbs and a lemon […]

Oil on Canvas. 40 by 48 Inches. In a dark place, I once again seem to have lost my way, paint-wise. Frantic, worried, sad, agitated. Green and pink, black and white, a dash of red. I get too excited, make too much mess and go through too much paper, cleaning it up.At the end, I’m […]

Oil on Paper. 23 by 16.5 inches. Our model, David, struggles to find a pose and hold it. I am equally exhausted and distracted. I prefer painting alone, in silence. Working beside me while listening to loud music, there seems to be something wrong with my neighbor’s headphones. I start with an abstract: eyes, sharp […]

Oil on paper. 12 by 16.5 inches.  

Oil on Paper. 42 by 60 centimeters. They are not on my list or in the budget. But on a Friday evening, after a long week during which I have truly struggled and suffered, the color and their spirit of these hot pink tulips represent all the joy that I feel in the coming weekend. […]

Oil on paper. 12 by 16.5 inches. Not one of my copies is a perfect representation. The lilies I paint are not as beautiful as the ones I buy from the fruit shop. The yoga postures I do are not as good as the ones I see on Instagram. My abstracts are not as exciting […]

Oil on canvas. 12 by 16.5 inches. The highlight of each week, for me, is Mass on Saturday. Behind the altar stands a wooden lattice that catches light pouring in through stained glass windows. A sea of liquid gold, and when it mingles with songs of praise my heart leaps up, so full and bright, […]

Oil on paper. 12 by 16.5 inches. After a dissatisfying weekend of mainly cooking and cleaning, this is what appears on Monday’s canvas. Not perfect, but better than the rest of the house, that’s for sure.

Oil on paper. 12 by 16.5 inches. I buy three pears from the providore on Whitehorse Road: one each for my daughter and my son, and one for my lunch mid-way through painting class. But my pear, freshly in season, looks so beautiful and quite seductive, that I decide to paint it instead (and, inadvertently, […]

Oil on paper. 12 by 16.5 inches. I am Australian, as were my ancestors. After being away for twelve years I am back here, my feet grounded in the soil of my present. I am grateful for the support and nourishment of this sacred earth.  I dig in, hands and feet, praying to this mother […]