The Intimate and Sensual in Nature

As I look out of my kitchen window at the thick ever-changing bush, a family of kangaroos, still as statues, stare back at me.  As our eyes meet I feel the complete and intimate relationship they have with the natural world, the way they blend into the background and can so quickly and quietly disappear into the hinterland when they sense danger.

I am very privileged to live and paint in this incredible and magical location, surrounded by the bush, observing and listening to the activities of numerous animals and birds in their daily chorus. The spell of this place, this home, has woven its story and enrobes my thoughts as I wander and paint.  This setting is a constant inspiration to my work and a healer to my mind and spirit.

These paintings, the colour, movement and passion are a plea to find again what we may have forgotten, what we have (almost) lost, the intimacy and sensuality we once had with nature.  The many voices of the landscape now unheard, we no longer speak the same language, our senses once stimulated and nourished by this tangible, yet mysterious world are instead fed blindly by technology.  Perhaps a contributor to the current challenges of climate change, the destruction and loss of species and habitat, the sickness, sadness and madness catalysed by human kind.

There is a place, it starts at home…. and then

it starts

in the heart.