Open House 27th May


Spring fling will will be on in Dumfries and Galloway from 27th-29th of May. Although not on the trail I’ve decided I will open my home up on Saturday the 27th of May. I will be available to chat about my work and have some art materials available if children want to take a break from the spring fling and have some fun painting.

I am relatively new to the art world having given it up a long time ago when I became pregnant with my daughter (now 20 years old).

I work full time in the NHS but paint every other minute of the day.

I sell my art work on saatchi art. My work has sold worldwide to collectors in the U.K, America, Italy and Romania.

I have exhibited locally at the Yellow door gallery and I will hopefully be having a solo exhibition at the Art Room at the old school in August 2017.

In May I will be travelling to Barcelona to exhibit at an international art fair.

I am a little excited about my new ventures but also a little nervous about putting myself out there. I want to take this opportunity to thank everyone in my life that has made this possible.

If you are interested in my open house please message me and I will provide details of where to find me.

Kazuo Ohno

A Message to the Universe
by Kazuo Ohno, 1998

“On the verge of death one revisits the joyful moments of a lifetime.

One’s eyes are opened wide-gazing into the palm, seeing death, life, joy and sorrow with a sense of tranquillity.

This daily studying of the soul, is this the beginning of the journey ?

I sit bewildered in the playground of the dead. Here I wish to dance and dance and dance and dance, the life of the wild grass.

I see the wild grass, I am the wild grass, I become one with the universe. That metamorphosis is the cosmology and studying of the soul.

In the abundance of nature I see the foundation of dance. Is this because my soul wants to physically touch the truth ?

When my mother was dying I caressed her hair all night long without being able to speak one word of comfort. Afterwards, I realized that I was not taking care of her, but that she was taking care of me.

The palms of my mother’s hands are precious wild grass to me.

I wish to dance the dance of wild grass to the utmost of my heart.”

I have loved you…

Everything I have become,
everything I will ever accomplish
cannot compare to my most
impressive feat:
I have loved you
with the very marrow
inside my bones. So that when I die,
they can crack them to find
you there. So that when I die,
they can open me up
and see your name tattooed
on the wall of my heart.
So that when I die,
my epitaph will neither
who I was
nor what I did,
but will read:
“She loved.
And loved. And
And so,
I smile now,
that is no
small thing.
Kamand Kojouri