Slow down.

Watch the light as it dances across the leaves on the trees.

A new way of looking at the world.

A way that wasn’t always mine, but one that has been reintroduced to me by my beautiful wonder filled three year old. His questions causing pause, and the answers settling deep in his thoughts.

The colour of… the horizon at dusk and native flowers in bloom.

There is a native bush by the window just outside my art room, flowers blooming into gentle focus, drawing my eye and bringing a sense of ease and joy to my body and mind. They are the colour of dusty pink. I love the way this colour makes me feel.

Welcome to my world of colourful creation…

An ode to my abstract art in the form of documenting my creative process. A peak behind the palette and all the beautiful, messy goodness to be found as I juggle life as both a mother and an artist.