You and Me
All of us have an internal desire to positively express ourselves, it’s evident in our speech, our actions and in the life we create.
As you create your life, you are a creator, therefore, you are creative. This site has you in mind.
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All you need is DESIRE, DESIRE, DESIRE and INTENTION.
and, NEVER, NEVER, NEVER, critisise your work – CRITIQUE IT.
Critiquing means you are prepared to improve it, not trash it.
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Oh, I can hear many of you saying: “I can’t paint to save myself” or “I’m hopeless at painting”, or something to that effect.
Let me tell you that, prior to 2002, I would have said the same. You will say, “That’s about 20 years ago.” Yes, but let me set the stage about my age. If I were wine, I would be priceless. 20 years ago I was already in the “very mature” category”. My actual age is immaterial otherwise, I would tell you; it has nothing to do with being a painter or a happy human being.
In 2002, I was going through a very dark period, in spiritual terms it’s called, “The dark night of the soul”, more like “dark years of the soul” but noone, except possibly a family member, was aware of that.
Out of nowhere, during this period, I had the desire to paint. Since I was about 10 and I was told by a family member, a drawing of a horse’s head I had done and was proud of, was TERRIBLE, I had never touched drawning, painting or anything of the type for 40 years. It never entered my head.
In 2002, I suddenly had this incredible desire to paint. Where did that come from? Well, some would say, “divine intervention” or, INTUITION.
The desire was so strong that I went to Bunnings, a massive hardware chain and asked the man if he could build me a simple easel. It was in the days when such add-on services still existed. He did, on the spot, there and then. It wasn’t collapsable but, I had a station wagon. You don’t see these cars around anymore.
I drove home, placed my easel in the carport. I had bought cheap paintsbeforehand. I had inherited brushes from my mother’s deceased partner who was a professional in oils and, with many rags as support, I was ready to create. I used abstract painting paper, about 35 cm x 15 cm. I still had no idea what I would do.
All I knew was, open a paint tube, squeeze some on paper, play around …………and about 3 hours later……..I had a completed painting. I stood back and exclaimed, “Holy Moly, I did that?” Needless to say, I did abstracts, I could just let loose with colours and whatever took my fancy. To my surprise, I sold a few as well.
I was also asked to be the guest artist for a gallery at Mt Tamborine.
This lasted about 5 years. My professional career took a different direction and I travelled within Australia and then the US on business and so, painting had a break till 2018.
3 of my framed earlier works:
- Corals, using rice paper beneath
- Crab in Cave
- Ferocious Fish
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