“I mean that sounds silly. I did know Illustration existed as I spent my childhood years like many others absorbed in children’s books. What I didn’t take notice of, was that it was a style of creativity I could try.”
Recently I launched my first ever series of art prints. I am very excited. I also feel a sense of creative comfort I haven’t felt in a long time. Throughout high school and university I pinned myself as an oil painter. I loved its slowness, the rich earthy tones and the smell of oil paints. I didn’t use mediums (chemicals used to thin and work the paint) and I learnt early on to clean with oil and soap. So there was this lovely, nurturing, natural and grounded process that went with oil painting. Once I graduated as an art therapist, my oil painting petered out until I stopped altogether about 6 years ago. You could find me collaboratively creating with art therapy clients or briefly delving into some doodles and ink splatters in my word filled journal, but not sitting down to do a full big picture painting. Continue reading Unfreezing: A Journey to Illustration and Back to Painting