I am a big cat my skin ripples with purr I prance peyote fields and flying goldfish grace my keen eye bursting fireworks am I swung in a circle of sun pushing solar plexus like earth padding kneading flexing contained and not contained sweeping in up out big cat curled in a green flecked irisContinue reading “Big Cat”
the conditions work to crack the casing colourful rubber pursed like a mouth it began with a struggle bending hurt ……..bending anyway see more art ? http://www.artofkundalini.com
in my tiny mind my pin star brain my little bitty light box my carbon printing machine here on this grassy knoll I know my pencil is dirt and YES I am only bones and orange polka dots but I see an EPIPHANY There is no good or evil, left or right, up or down,Continue reading “All That Is”
Does art trigger emotions in you? My body can react quite strongly both negatively and positively to a piece of art. And as an emotional intelligence educator and an artist I am very curious to understand this more deeply. I have created a space on my website to play with and research the wayContinue reading “Art and Emotions”
There is sweat and magic in her creases a fragrant treasure a fervent secret there is a flashing world of neurocracy there is red and there is black there is in fact a luminous universe I smile quietly at this silken craven thought.
~suspended~ it is an unlikely animation a milky cartoon free seeming yet secured by ribbons connected to indigo chariots the colour not the speed provided by snails or gods you know, with glowing shells BUT remember please we are more than shell we are the red gold life that flourishes in coral andContinue reading “Indigo Chariots”
There is talk of dragons everywhere, flocking through the sky’s of yesteryear and now their tails flash serpentine, flickering sapphire gliders… these dragons set in stone following notes they are music, made in Indian trees of China paper billowing with shine, fecund with intergalactic knowledge! Dragon rainbows, kissing ocre and wallowing in bottomless green, firingContinue reading “Talk of Dragons”
A question spreads in me, turning keys and slipping locks. Molten steel whips my spirit in long lines of burning rush. Inexplicably it rivers lava through my obstinate reality sliding bolts and throwing open doors. Sashes hit the walls and sprays of light enter me like water to the floor falling in thick crystalContinue reading “Falling Open”
Hello Friends! I would love to invite YOU ALL to the release of my online exhibition COLOURS OF WOMAN I hope you can pop through on the link above and join us for a little bit of fine art. Please remember to leave your thoughts on the guestbook page, as an artist striving to better my techniqueContinue reading “Colours Of Woman”
little bird with yellow beak sits in empty frangipanni tree perfect it trips and hops is happy i am happy to see this thing….the life, and beautiful COLOUR so inviting that my body wants to die and fall apart to be the bird, the beak and the tree.