Blue sky, colourful wings. A beating heart and eyes of hope.
Creatures of Hope Series – Fish
His eyes look up. His flowing tail and bright colours loosely held in a flowing lines of black.
Awakening
And here we are. ‘Awakening’. This is the moment I somehow reconnected with my teenage self. A girl who lost her inspiration the day her grandad died.
I’ve got twenty years worth of practice to catch up on but it’s not half bad. The eye, the window to the soul, and our connection to consciousness and all the magic that resides there. A rainbow of colour captures the beauty of potential in creativity. Anything is possible. A balance of chaos and structure, something that challenges me in life and on canvas. Cubes share space with flowing lines, vivid colours and tones oppose but join. And it works because I set several rules and allowed myself to break them here and there. A lesson well learned.
What aligned in my mind to open those floodgates? Twenty years of closure to my inspiration, and suddenly something clicks and it all comes rushing back. Since that moment I have been frantically scribbling ideas, connecting the dots between important moments in my life to unlock revelations. I believe this is the start of something. A journey begun long ago that for some reason was paused. Or was it? Perhaps I was always meant to leave that path, and learn lessons elsewhere to bring back to it.
