my hideaway studio

Because the universe is full of grace I was one day gifted with a studio. Somewhere in London on the river, full of magic and ripples of light sent scudding across the water. Herons sit looking like old wise men and if I am very lucky I catch the blue opalescent flash of a kingfisher.

I wanted to share it with you - this magic space which enriches and inspires me.

listening ...

On this journey of painting and drawing and sketching and dreaming furiously I have been listening to myself intently.

There is the inner me who dreams and the outer me who puts it into action and creates. The inner me is braver and wilder than the outer... with her anything is possible and where all my creative leaps of faith begin.

This feeling of listening to myself made such a powerful impression on me that one evening that I had to sketch it out.

It has felt as though I have come out of a deep forest into the light and am able to see my reflection again.

So here is a painting which I hope will inspire others to stir their deep well of creativity and see what emerges...