self portrait. charcoal and pastel on paper. from my archives.

probably wondering what I'm going to make for dinner

probably wondering what I'm going to make for dinner

my beautiful boys

my beautiful boys

I find myself artfully navigating (read blindly stumbling) my way through life with awareness and intent (wing-ing it mostly and flapping my arms about).

My relationships with people are what I hold most deeply and including the one with my introspective self are what inform my artistic practice

I am a partner, a friend, a sister and a daughter, and a mother to four little boys who send my heart into a continual state of flutter (have to hold myself back from wildly eating them), and who demand pieces of me still being defined (I'm a little bit crazy and at times malnourished). I am also an artist (sometimes this means making birthday cake sculptures and being dangerously inventive in the kitchen).

For 25 years (really?) I have worked in every conceivable version of art. I've been daring and I've played it safe (read overseas film sets and exhibitions, theatre sets, commissions, own business, freelancing, artist in residence, graphic design and plain old illustration). I have chosen to be an artist because I love it and it satiates a part of me that nothing else can. And I have tried not choosing it and I have failed (I'm just not very good at anything else). I am always propelled back to my truth (sometimes at breakneck speed just to avoid doing housework). So it is not a choice - its just who I am - it is here that I ask the questions of what is important to me (and often discover the answers). It is here that I become defined and resolute. And oddly free (although these days always thinking about what to cook for dinner).