it seems like i've taken a detour. i was a bit tired of portraits. and i have always loved vessels, and flowers.
the room in itself is a blessing, overlooking the back garden orange trees and, when the window is open, the scent of honeysuckle and cecile brunner roses in bloom filter in.
i count myself lucky to have a room like this.
ofcourse it is filled with work not only by myself but my favorite contemporary neo modern/outsider artists such as mary stanley, melodie stacey, colette copeland,jeanne marie webb, jenny wentworth, robin laws, lynne hoppe, amanda blake and cathy cullis. i have yet to own a jessie chorley and a julie arkell doll but i'm saving for a lisa graham small painting of a shirt on etsy.
i did a tribute to lotta dam on a teabag.
my friend erika immediately claimed it
i think i will mount it on a wood cradle
when my friend susan buchanan visted, she suggested mixing up some of my smaller work with my larger, juxtaposing. great idea i thought rather than having the portfolio filled with miniatures. i'm going to sort.
out of nowhere
i've also taken a liking to faceless portraits. when i posted on instagram i was told amish women leave doll faces blank so that children can imagine a loved ones face. i found that so touching.
and occasionally i do a selfie and play photographer. above my daughter and i who are the best besties ever in the history of ever.