I am a self taught artist with a little formal training. My dad encouraged and inspired me to paint from a young age. He loved to dabble and I think if he had the right breaks he could have been quite famous….. but then I’m his daughter :)I am still only a learner/beginner although I have been painting on and off for most of my life. I have not been able to ‘set up’ a painting place and I have used what I could when I could. I would really LOOOOVVVE to have a studio and be able to paint consistently rather than a painting or drawing every 3 years or so. I would like to put in effort and time…. aaahhh maybe one day…. I am also studying externally at uni for a degree which takes up most of my time that my husband and four children (two at home still) don’t. My sister Estelle told me about this place and it looks great. I am also a great admirer of my sisters work!Feel free to browse my work.
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the birth of inspiration
an excerpt from my diaries when we were missionaries in Cote d’Ivoire (West Africa)
People live and people die, / they laugh openly, then go and cry / in a place where no-one hears, / crying out their shame and fears. But no-one will listen, there is no-one to care, / so what̵…
Little eyes blankly staring, / mother looks back, lovingly caring. / This miniature person in everyones sight, / hardly moves in the morning light. Fists clenched, toes curled in, / snub little nos…
To love someone to hold a heart, / is to never be lonely, never to part, / to look at the world through a lovers eye, / and to touch that rainbow, ever so high. So wrap your arms around me tight, /…
The Lord is with me, He’s by my side, / He comforts me, He loves me when I cry. / My sorrow is His sorrow, my pain is His pain, / His love is like a soft spring rain. Oh Lord, oh God I love Y…