About me...

Imagine the colour and ink dancing on the paper as you paint. This is what I see when I use ink, as it seems to have a life of its own. I don’t know whether it is freedom or fear that I feel before I embark on a work. It can be a fast and simple process but I have to be in a certain place emotionally to accomplish what I consider to be a successful painting. There is a certain amount of control that needs to be executed, knowing how or when to place the water on the paper, how long it should be left to soak, should some be removed, etc. and then, sometimes with a little help, it is the ink's turn. It is a little like a partnership working together with the ink… we both have our roles and responsibilities. It’s hard to believe sometimes that my interest in the human figure started with my childhood fascination with paper dolls. Despite the limitations of the medium, each had their own character and look, with wardrobes to cater for all occasions: men and women, girls and boys…I may be all grown up now, but the interest in the basic concept remains.

Fun, Flirtation and ageless beauty…

Where to start — the beginning, of course! I approach my work from many different angles. On one level it’s light and fun, recalling the glamour of the Forties and Fifties, intentionally paying homage to the amazing illustrators of the age. That classic ageless beauty expressed by the fashions of the time holds a fascination for me, managing to be refined and elegant but with its own uniquely flirtatious undercurrent. Truth be told, the fashion illustrators of that period have always been a major influence on me, but so too are many of the fashion artists and illustrators working today. 

Hope and despair, love and sadness… 

The main protagonists are usually female because I am a woman and there is an element of self-projection in all my work. I love being a woman, and often think about the whole experience of being a woman in the modern world. How do we accept the ideal of true love, that ever-elusive spark between two people we all crave? Where has the dream gone? The flirting; the feeling of suspension between hope and despair… the drama of it all! For me, the glamour of eveningwear is an expression of desire: just look at the lengths we go to in order to attract the other sex and express our desire for them. Metaphors and allegories: scratch beneath the surface to expose the fragility of our psyche.

Passing Strangers and what could be…

I use a slightly voyeuristic approach for sure: an overheard fragment of a stranger’s conversation perhaps, or a half-forgotten comment made by a past lover. Such are the catalysts of my ideas, the titles of which hint at where my paintings are going, although any such titles are also deliberately shrouded in ambiguity too. I guess there’s an element in voyeurism in the viewing of art as well as the making; looking at any piece of art invites personal interpretation of what the viewer sees in the artist’s expression of their world.

She always has the final say!

The ladies in my paintings are elegant and confident, but they are also playful and have a definite sense of mischief about themselves; they are used to stealing the show. As such, they are part comment on my personal relationships, part a documentation of my moods and emotions, but as pieces of visual fiction as well, I do hope that they amuse, charm, delight and intrigue the viewer.

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