Studio Musings
Shrine 2 – Prickly Ancestor
Dear Reader,
My past is a secret in my body.
It shimmers through every cell.
A wave of lives lived.
Their dreams in my dreams.
Dear Reader,
My past is a secret in my body.
It shimmers through every cell.
A wave of lives lived.
Their dreams in my dreams.
Dear Reaader,
It’s been a while since my last post. Thankyou to everyone who made it to the opening of my ‘Off the Shelf’ exhibition last year. Since then I’ve taken time to gather myself, have a little break and discover new images that are emerging. I’ve started painting what I call ‘Shrines’.
Dear Reader,
Lately I’ve been considering the role of my memory in my painting practice. We usually think of memory as a recalling of detailed description based in an event we have observed. Sometimes all we remember is our emotional response. Other times remembering is such an intense emotional experience and we try to block it out. It seems to me that we need a little detachment and to feel at the same time in order to access the range of experiences contained in a memory. With a little curiosity surprising aspects of ourselves turn up. Self observation skills require attention and development. I’ve challenged myself to observe something that has caught my attention while painting, as well as my response to it, remember the experience and give voice to it.
This is a painting of Poppy. She belonged to the family of my friends Liz and Ann. Poppy died a couple of months ago as a very old dog and lived a fortuitous life. I witnessed the loving attention that Liz gave poppy in her last few weeks. They were in a slow meditation together on their short walks. As Liz and I worked on my stair building project, I could see that poppy and Liz were learning some deep lessons from each other about feeling, suffering and letting go. It was all important and necessary.
I’m enjoying the practice of small paintings. While undertaking my MA in Process Work (also known as process oriented psychology) I began painting very small. I had to pack up my studio and leave my house to be able to afford my studies in Portland, Oregon. I continued to live in Australia and fly back and forth for the required residencies within the program. It was a very big undertaking and I had to work out for myself how to continue my regular painting practice. Read More