Growing up. Very much on my own, in the middle of
no where and no neighbours. The nearest village being
4 miles away. My sister had died at the age of twenty
one when I was only six which disrupted the family
and made us all separate and withdraw into our own
lives. My Mother and Father both turning to alcohol
as solace, so i didn't have them any more. And then
both my brothers move abroad when i was Nine. I was
alone.
Art was my joy and passion. Where I hid and worked
away. Along with the wildlife and animals who had
now become my friends and support. The two were linked
together. Along with a passion for the unknown. As
i felt touched by spirit (make of that what ever you
like its so individual, and beyond explaining).
Thus my journey to reach perfection. I loved the animals
that surrounded me, and i saw them as wise. It was
they who had become my friends and supported me. I
was determined to do the most perfect wildlife pictures
i could. I wanted to see the eyes as real, and the
wisdom behind them and the fur so you could feel you
could touch it. I wanted to give respect to those
beings that had helped me, who yes they loved me in
there own way, and it was unconditional.
Always the next picture getting better and better.
Till the day came when i could sit back and say did
I really do that. I still feel that way today when
i look at my Art. But I had more deep inside and I
wasn't expressing that something beyond myself. So
started my journey with colour and the unknown. Which
I studied to a great degree. Working twelve years
with the Lucis trust and the Arcane school. Along
with the National Federation of Spiritual healers.
I had amazing experiences which even I have a struggle
to believe. But it was this aspect I needed to express
in my Art. The unknown, the Abstract. Ii had perfected
my skill, and now I needed to put the two together.
I also wanted to be like the old master who created
new ways to do things. I needed to experiment. Thus
i rejected collage, I didn't want to be taught how
others did it. I needed to do it my own way, and in
a new way and keep the skill alive, the ever moving
journey for perfection. I wanted you to wonder how
i had done it, and question how many hours it had
taken, and can i see any brush marks.
I had one problem left, I was too scared to expose
my Art work. It was so much part of me I didn't know
if I could handle it. Friends loved my work but that
was safe. Lucky for me along came the internet. Now
I'm considered an Artist Artist and respected for
my work by so many. Its been a long journey. When
I'm painting i forget to sleep eat and drink, many
pieces taking me over 600 hours. All Art work is special
because its about what it does for you. How it makes
you think and feel. So even if mine is not for you.
I hope you can find some Art somewhere that speaks
to you. But i know there is room for mine in this
world too.
Phoenix is also available for commissions, please
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