Paint everywhere!

I’ve been busy making more paintings (they’re in the gallery), then cleaning up after them; getting paint off the floor, off my clothes, off the walls, and Susie (my dog) even has a bit on her head. I can tell you which painting it was from by the colour. As she ages she’s slowing down. I’ve been going to a gym so am speeding up. Luckily the paint is water based; I’d hate to have been Michelangelo’s dog...imagine when he was up the ladder in the Sistine chapel and you had to go and sit under him to remind him about your dinner...
The filing cabinet was a mess for a few moments there...it just happened to get in the way...and it’s white...


This one started out as “summer holidays” but ended up being whales travelling- they migrate up and down the New South Wales coast every year...a goldfish has actually decided to go with them.

I have applied for a grant to go to London next year to paint; the decision was London in the end because I realised that what I’d most love to do is follow the public pathways in the UK that meander over the countryside right across the middle of fields, over stiles and between houses to use as the subject for a series of paintings. I don’t actually expect to get the grant as competition will be strong, but it has helped me see myself as a legitimate painter and has made me see that going elsewhere to paint is the next goal...something I’ve been thinking about for a while but will now make happen.

And the exhibition is all set to go- I have my 40 paintings and a few extra in case I like them better than any I have already. Here is the blurb you’d see if you were to come...if I’ve managed to have them printed up before you get there! Don’t let me forget...


It has been wonderful fun being able to invite lovely people to the opening- like having a funeral that you get to be at but nobody has to worry about gifts.

And for my next trick I must stop painting for a bit and get some other jobs done! Have you ever noticed that wet washing in a laundry basket sitting in limbo between the washing machine and the clothesline goes mouldy more quickly than it dries? How is it that the universe ended up that way? Couldn’t it just as easily have worked the other way around? I mean, what’s it to the universe???

These are the BIG questions.