I have the most bright eyed inquisitive niece and the cuddliest most adorable nephew ... I painted these for them, the twins who rock my world.
Wednesday, 7 March 2012
Little Cuties ... animal fun
I have the most bright eyed inquisitive niece and the cuddliest most adorable nephew ... I painted these for them, the twins who rock my world.
Monday, 16 January 2012
Tara Winona webpage has launched! www.tarawinona.com
This week has seen the unveiling of www.tarawinona.com!
It is with great pride and slightly square eyes that I launched the Tara Winona webpage.
A very big thank you to a dear friend and talented lady Kat - without whom I would never have got here.
It is with great pride and slightly square eyes that I launched the Tara Winona webpage.
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A very big thank you to a dear friend and talented lady Kat - without whom I would never have got here.
Saturday, 12 November 2011
Tis the season to paint folly!
Tumbling amongst my paints I decided to create Christmas cards slightly different from the norm ...
What if a flock of butterflies were to magically create a Christmas tree I asked myself...
And what if I was to sketch them gainst a sunset sky?
And what if they were to fly on wings of gossamer lace?
Off to the printers on Monday!
Mwah!
What if a flock of butterflies were to magically create a Christmas tree I asked myself...
And what if I was to sketch them gainst a sunset sky?
Off to the printers on Monday!
Mwah!
Monday, 10 October 2011
Be the someone .... a story about planting flowers
A few years ago I moved in with my darling into his bright beautiful flat. Inside everything was vibrantly coloured and alive, a gorgeous welcoming space. Outside was a different story. The garden of the old manor house had been neglected and lay drab and bare. There were echoes of the glory it must once have been and yet no one had loved it for years.
And so I spoke with the neighbours. They all agreed 'someone should do something' and yet no one wanted to act.
'You don't want to plant anything, it will get nicked!' said one neighbour.
Each morning I would look out the window at the grey garden and think what a shame it was. Then I remembered a story about a couple who every day jogged past a bedraggled rose bush and every day said 'someone should prune that rose bush!'
Until one day they became the someone, and they pruned it...
... And so my darling and I went to the garden centre and came back with plants and seeds and bulbs. We began digging and planting and sowing and weeding. The sun set and still we had not finished.
'Oh, you don't want to leave them out! They'll be gone in the morning!' said the neighbour as he walked past. We decided to trust and lined the unplanted flowers up against the house.
In the morning we rushed down eagerly. The plants were still there. Again we dug and planted and sowed. Neighbours came with cups of tea and biscuits for us. People from down the street came to stop and admire our work and encourage us.
When we had finished, with aching backs and dirt smeared faces we looked at our efforts and felt a warm glow in our hearts. The old manor house with its flats seemed to stand prouder in the evening light. We dreamed of what it would look like as the bulbs came up and the vines grew.
A few weeks later we bought garden furniture and sat eating our cereal in the sunshine surrounded by flowers. 'Oh! That will definately get pinched!' said our neighbour staring at the new table as he went to get his morning papers.
The next day other neighbours were sat at it in the sun looking happy. 'It's fantastic!' they exclaimed and cooked us dinner that night.
As it grew warmer we had BBQs with neighbours who became friends. People from down the road would stop to chat as they passed by. Our bulbs flourished and our flowers multiplied. We learnt alot, what to plant, when and where. Each of our plants became like our children. We even grew tomatoes! A sense of community grew as neighbours began to use the garden and get to know each other.
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One day a miracle happened ... the neighbour who had been sure everything would get nicked was out in the garden ... watering seeds. And he was smiling.
And so I spoke with the neighbours. They all agreed 'someone should do something' and yet no one wanted to act.
'You don't want to plant anything, it will get nicked!' said one neighbour.
Each morning I would look out the window at the grey garden and think what a shame it was. Then I remembered a story about a couple who every day jogged past a bedraggled rose bush and every day said 'someone should prune that rose bush!'
Until one day they became the someone, and they pruned it...
... And so my darling and I went to the garden centre and came back with plants and seeds and bulbs. We began digging and planting and sowing and weeding. The sun set and still we had not finished.
'Oh, you don't want to leave them out! They'll be gone in the morning!' said the neighbour as he walked past. We decided to trust and lined the unplanted flowers up against the house.
In the morning we rushed down eagerly. The plants were still there. Again we dug and planted and sowed. Neighbours came with cups of tea and biscuits for us. People from down the street came to stop and admire our work and encourage us.
When we had finished, with aching backs and dirt smeared faces we looked at our efforts and felt a warm glow in our hearts. The old manor house with its flats seemed to stand prouder in the evening light. We dreamed of what it would look like as the bulbs came up and the vines grew.
A few weeks later we bought garden furniture and sat eating our cereal in the sunshine surrounded by flowers. 'Oh! That will definately get pinched!' said our neighbour staring at the new table as he went to get his morning papers.
The next day other neighbours were sat at it in the sun looking happy. 'It's fantastic!' they exclaimed and cooked us dinner that night.
As it grew warmer we had BBQs with neighbours who became friends. People from down the road would stop to chat as they passed by. Our bulbs flourished and our flowers multiplied. We learnt alot, what to plant, when and where. Each of our plants became like our children. We even grew tomatoes! A sense of community grew as neighbours began to use the garden and get to know each other.
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One day a miracle happened ... the neighbour who had been sure everything would get nicked was out in the garden ... watering seeds. And he was smiling.
Monday, 26 September 2011
More Art on Walls!
Whilst I was away a lovely lady bought some of my cards for a friend and framed them. They look so beautiful and I feel so proud and humbled ... had to share!
When I opened my shop last year, an old friend was one of my first customers. Found this photo on his facebook page and had to share it as well. Thanks Ollie!
When I opened my shop last year, an old friend was one of my first customers. Found this photo on his facebook page and had to share it as well. Thanks Ollie!
Wednesday, 21 September 2011
I'm BACK!
I have been away for weeks, working on my 'other' job and playing with dancing light.
My blog has been sadly neglected - it takes all my molecules and globules to create in my other world and I had none left over for blogging. I laughed when I thought of what I might say - another day of not enough sleep, working all night long, grateful for lovely sensitive technicians who help keep it all together and bring much needed cups of tea at 4 in the morning (manna from heaven!), pulling particles of light together to create something that wows ... and trembling at the thought of the huge audience the show will pull!!!
Oh how I love it and wish it could be less all consuming sometimes!
This is a pic of programming it up in the studio...
It was wonderful to be home in Oz and create something to give back to Brisbane after the tragedy of the floods earlier this year. Driving around the city with friends and having them point out where the water level came too was chilling - so many lives touched. I felt moved to hear of the helping hands that came and the way that Brissie came together. What a magic city!
There are some rather lovely photos of the show here -
http://www.flickr.com/photos/19663023@N00/6108993368/in/photostream/
Photo update! This is what it looked like!
My blog has been sadly neglected - it takes all my molecules and globules to create in my other world and I had none left over for blogging. I laughed when I thought of what I might say - another day of not enough sleep, working all night long, grateful for lovely sensitive technicians who help keep it all together and bring much needed cups of tea at 4 in the morning (manna from heaven!), pulling particles of light together to create something that wows ... and trembling at the thought of the huge audience the show will pull!!!
Oh how I love it and wish it could be less all consuming sometimes!
This is a pic of programming it up in the studio...
It was wonderful to be home in Oz and create something to give back to Brisbane after the tragedy of the floods earlier this year. Driving around the city with friends and having them point out where the water level came too was chilling - so many lives touched. I felt moved to hear of the helping hands that came and the way that Brissie came together. What a magic city!
There are some rather lovely photos of the show here -
http://www.flickr.com/photos/19663023@N00/6108993368/in/photostream/
Photo update! This is what it looked like!
Wednesday, 27 July 2011
My art is hanging on walls!
I can't tell you how awestruck, priveledged, giddy, joyous and blessed I feel when I see my art is a part of others lives!
I am thrilled, humbled and even strangely shy to see something I have created, with all the highs and lows that encompass the process of creating an artwork, hanging on a wall.
I tell you a secret. When I first got my studio I wouldn't let anybody in. NOBODY! I wouldn't show my work to anyone at all! I was having my own private dance with myself and I felt incredibly, painfully shy.
I think after creating huge shows for years with thousands of people watching them, I didn't want anyone else to participate, judge or tell me what to do. (I still have some paintings that no one else has seen, that are just for me.)
Somewhere along the way I inched open my door, invited friends in, then strangers, took part in my first exhibition. And then one day I opened my Etsy shop. I still feel naked - my art exposes me in a way that nothing else ever could. My paintings are little pieces of my heart and soul.
How blessed I feel!
Thank you Leo! x
I am thrilled, humbled and even strangely shy to see something I have created, with all the highs and lows that encompass the process of creating an artwork, hanging on a wall.
I tell you a secret. When I first got my studio I wouldn't let anybody in. NOBODY! I wouldn't show my work to anyone at all! I was having my own private dance with myself and I felt incredibly, painfully shy.
I think after creating huge shows for years with thousands of people watching them, I didn't want anyone else to participate, judge or tell me what to do. (I still have some paintings that no one else has seen, that are just for me.)
Somewhere along the way I inched open my door, invited friends in, then strangers, took part in my first exhibition. And then one day I opened my Etsy shop. I still feel naked - my art exposes me in a way that nothing else ever could. My paintings are little pieces of my heart and soul.
How blessed I feel!
Thank you Leo! x
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