Wall Art

A wall is meant to do more than just hold up your ceiling & divide rooms. There’s something magical about waking up & looking at a handsome wall. If you don’t have art hanging on your walls, go & make some, or buy some. But do get some. I promise you, it’ll change your life.Continue reading “Wall Art”

Mankind-Ness & Art

Mankind-Ness” After Covid, you would think that we humans would get it together. That we might be empathetic, have compassion and be kind to one another. After ‘Rona, you would think people wouldn’t mind a little inconvenience, that we would take patience out of your pocket and use it to understand someone else’s trials &Continue reading “Mankind-Ness & Art”

Her Art History

Her story. That hand on her shoulder, at times has been heavy. It seemed to hold her back, as much as it was meant to guide. So this happened… After raising my family and being a caretaker for my Mum who had Alzheimer’s, I’m living my childhood dream. However, I wasn’t trained to be aContinue reading “Her Art History”

Singing Art Outdoors

Weather wise. As I run out of wall space & blue skies roll in, I’m hanging with my paintings outdoors, in the fresh air and feeling lovely. This tribute to my Mum, who could sing. And who loved to sing Barbra Streisand’s “People”. I can’t sing, but do it anyway, because people sing. “A feelingContinue reading “Singing Art Outdoors”

Melting Pot (Work in Progress)

This life, like this painting is a work in progress. I’ve redefined myself so many times, that I’ve had to write down the bits and pieces like chapters in a book, because none of it fits neatly into the pages of a diary. I’m still going, still contributing and hopefully still making you smile. SoContinue reading “Melting Pot (Work in Progress)”

All Eyes Basketball

This little girl who loved basketball, would go to the schoolyard the day after a snowstorm and shovel the snow, just so she could play on a real basketball court with a hoop that had a net on it. Even then, she was bright enough to know that the older boys who wouldn’t let herContinue reading “All Eyes Basketball”

Sunday in Washington Park

Me. Arriving early to the park to play basketball, before the big guys would come and kick me off the court. I could run lay-ups, shoot around and practice without being told that girls couldn’t play. I did and I brought along my own basketball, as they slept in late on Sundays, having partied SaturdayContinue reading “Sunday in Washington Park”

Artful Dreams

What if we painted and drew pictures for every wall? What if we put art on our walls in a fierce display of vibrant colors? What if we became sensitive to the qualities of color, textures and experiences. Seeing how a broad field of color builds up & creates a contrast of life, peace, loveContinue reading “Artful Dreams”

Her Blue Art

Emotional. That feeling we get, when we’re choked up and frustrated. When it feels like we can’t speak, because the vowels got stuck in our throats. I was inspired to paint this while listening to The Temptations’ “Ain’t Too Proud To Beg” #Musicality 🎶