February 2024

I would not have believed that I could render this painting in the way that I have. It took a life of its own, and Jenny B came alive in the scene. The assignment was to take a photograph of

When I began the process of really looking at the photograph to determine which colours were needed, I did not “understand” the shapes that I was seeing, where they fit and whether the colours in the photo were a result

This attempt at painting popsicles, introduced my “melting popsicles” metaphor… the realisation that time is slipping away, while we worry about the mechanics of getting started. Whether it is writing that article, or clearing up the clutter, or making that first mark