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.
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.”
You’ve gotta dance like there’s nobody watching,
Love like you’ll never be hurt,
Sing like there’s nobody listening,
And live like it’s heaven on earth.
William W. Purkey
Everything I have become,
everything I will ever accomplish
cannot compare to my most
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:
And loved. And
I smile now,
that is no