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Solo Exhibition (closed for hiatus)

Artist solo exhibitions, juried invitational exhibitions, and workshops

Mieke Boynton Gallery

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by Mieke Boynton

The beautiful Soxy


An Angel
she appeared to me
and I was caught.
Shamelessly, I claimed her mine.

Strong but fragile
eyes as ice.
I did not know ‘twas artifice -
the love I saw in those blue depths
that stole away my loneliness
and made me shine.

But all in thought – what sights but air?
All mirrors in my Vision’s stare.
The passioned nights
each sigh
each look
all truth?
Nay – for I mistook for love
What I saw –
my dream, my love, my self
in her.
Bathed in light, she prismed Art.
(Obsidian wings shadowed her heart
but I was blind.)

She burned within my artist’s eye.
Excited, I could not deny the urge
to sculpt her image fair,
her skin so soft
her tawny hair
her gaze so pale, so fathomless –
so I, with loving hands, caressed her likeness into shape.
Two glassy wings for her escape.
She was sublime.

In all that time I never guessed –
her lover finally confessed that she was false.
Without a word
without a sound
she shrugged then turned around and left.
Left me behind.

I could not stay my rage.
In pain
I smashed my perfect dream in twain.
Her shattered wings fell all around
crystal teardrops on the ground
and as the scene before me blurred
I saw – as for the first time – her.
Among the bloodied shards i knelt
and hung my head
in shame.
In guilt.
Instead of wings that set her free –
I had forced my love to be a thing imprisoned in my mind

I had designed

an Angel.

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Docklands Design
by Mieke Boynton

Melbourne is “chock-a-block” with the most fabulous architecture! Here are some of the structures I like the most…

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Melbourne Central
by Mieke Boynton

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Reed Vessel
by Mieke Boynton

The Rower

The watery depths lie dark and still below,
and deep velvet blue stains the speechless night.
The speckled heavens shed the only light
on a solitary sculler out to row.

Reflections ripple off the sparkling bow
while stillness claims the puddles left behind.
The rower, navigating almost blind,
attempts to smooth the worry from her brow.

The darkness gently lifts to meet the dawn
whose golden morning splendour dyes the sky,
the graceful sculler gliding swiftly by
marvels at another new day born.

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Tea Time
by Mieke Boynton


Yesterday, I took the empty tube of toothpaste off my shelf,
squeezed the very last blue juices from its flattened head,
and tossed it in the bin beside the toilet.
It had been half full when he left, squashed in the middle,
lying indolently on the top shelf
alongside his small roll-on deodorant and the cotton buds I’d bought for his itchy ears.

I took the little plastic bag from beside the toilet,
tied the handles in a double knot
and put it outside in the big green bin.

The sliver of soap in the shower will last a few more weeks,
its demise slowed by the departure of the fluffy plastic loofah thing he loved to lather.

In another month or so I might kneel on the floor in my bedroom
and reach back into my bottom drawer
to dig out the post-its and letters and random memories –

but really, it ended yesterday
with an empty toothpaste tube
nestled amongst used tissues, dead hair, and a naked toilet roll.

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by Mieke Boynton

What Is

The meaning of Home is simple to a child –
at least it was to me. I’d moved five times
before Grade Three; to my nine-year-old mind,
Home was where my bear Ted slept, and where wild
bedtime stories of Dad’s dog Socks beguiled
me into dreams. But I left all that behind
at fifteen. For years I drifted, trying to find
a place of my own to belong to. . . After a while,

I stopped looking. I lie in bed, alone,
while Ted, wrapped in my circled arms, lies fast
asleep. The pictures of my friends smile down –
I grin at Bre’s goofy gaze – and in my last
floating thoughts, it crosses my mind that Home
is wanting what is now, and not the past.

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James Price Point
by Mieke Boynton

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Cape Leveque Sunset, WA
by Mieke Boynton

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Turquoise and Terracotta (Broome, WA)
by Mieke Boynton

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Shine (Jan Juc, VIC)
by Mieke Boynton

A Sense of Sunrise

Texture: Sand.
Dimly visible in the pre-dawn glow.
Bare feet sinking into wet holes.
Seemingly smooth expanse:
Pale, pale, like a kitten’s belly.
Small, hard grains roll underfoot –

Sound: Water.
Building, crashing, reaching, sucking.
Constantly shifting darkness.
Gather – rush – retreat… Gather – rush – retreat…
Feathery crests appear, merge, fade.
Gulls chorus the morning –

Sight: Sky.
Blues… Pinks… Pastel purple…
Clouds colouring shyly, caught in the moment,
blushing brightly as the sky lightens.
A vision of splendour.
The sun bursts forth –

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Strange and Impressive
by Mieke Boynton

Purnululu Wind

The wind walks here.

She brushes past me
and runs her fingers through the feathery, sun-lit grasses
rustling the taffeta underskirts of the Livistona Palms as she passes.

I walk with her and she plays with me
tickling my face with stray wisps of hair
then she rushes off through a gap between the walls of rock.
She calls to me.
I follow her whispers to a secret waterpool, twinkling in the sun.
To my delight
she scatters gusts of silver glitter across the surface of the water.

The towering mounds of red and black striped rock surround me.
I am awed by their majesty
and as I wander on
I step where I’ll leave no footprint.

I softly sing to the ancient Spirit that I sense
surrounded by Presence.

It is late in the day.
I have turned back
but have ventured far.
I sense her displeasure.
She buffets and puffs around me
picking up sand and throwing it at the backs of my legs, stinging me.
She whips up a whirl of dust nearby
which dances a moment and dies.
Discarded leaves skip, trip and tumble along the dry river bed.
I walk quickly.

Later, as the firelight flickers,
the air moves
but she is not in it.

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Cape Leveque, WA
by Mieke Boynton

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The Calm Before…
by Mieke Boynton

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Winter Whispers
by Mieke Boynton

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Heading off to Work
by Mieke Boynton

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Winter Walk
by Mieke Boynton

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Silent Snowgum
by Mieke Boynton

…and that concludes my Solo Exhibition “Host Hullabaloo” Gallery!

I hope you’ve enjoyed the words and images!
If you’d like to see more, I recommend visiting my bubblesite and I also have an RB account for tshirts and abstract macro photography!!

Thank you for stopping by!!

Mieke :)

Simon Groves Simon Groves 134 posts

Mieke, your words are beautiful, what a wonderful and frank expression of tender feeling!

F.A. Moore F.A. Moore 37017 posts

Mieke, oh my, this is simply stunning.

I am enamored with your black and white (and spot color), and your architecturally astute shots. You have a “WOW” from me.

Unlike “BrightThing”, I have not yet read your copy, but look forward to coming back for a longer visit, with hot tea in hand.


Linda Bianic Linda Bianic 3161 posts

Stunning gallery Mieke,, I recognize many of these as my favs!!!!! I too, will be back to read your wonderful poetry,, congrats!!!xx

ellismorleyphto ellismorleyphto 6349 posts

Gorgeous collection, Mieke! :-)

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Thank you Simon!!! You always make me smile :)

Thank you so much, Frannie! I’m a bit weary now from all this artistic overload… it’s time for me to go and shut my eyes for a few hours, but I will be back to finish the task tomorrow, and I look forward to joining you for that cuppa tea!!

@ Linda – really? Wow. It’s so cool to hear you ‘say’ that!!! I look forward to perusing your photography tomorrow!! :)

@ Ellis – thank you! You have the coolest bird photos – I look forward to having a ‘proper’ look at your gallery tomorrow!!

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Perfection, outstanding Gallery Mieke

Jen Waltmon Jen Waltmon 370 posts

Congrats, Mieke! Featuring your amazing work in Solo Exhibition is so well-deserved!! :)