Category Archives: New Paintings

November 2015

This month I have been mulling over the work of the British Biologist, Rupert Sheldrake, and his theory of Morphic Resonance.  The idea that the whole of the universe has a kind of memory and that each individual within a species draws on a collective memory, as well as contributing to it.  Experiments over many years have shown that if a new trick is taught to say, a group of rats in the one locality, that before long rats all over the world will learn the same trick quicker, and straight away!….So that it enables new patterns of learning and thinking to spread faster than they might otherwise do.  Not to mention changing the very nature of the rat.

It light of all the terrible events that are occurring in the world, it made me wonder what would happen if, instead of us humans allowing ourselves to be transfixed by the evil, we turned our attention to pondering Goodness, which is equally if not more so the reality of this planet on which we all reside at this present moment in time.


60x42cm Trans yellow, p grey, chrom green oxide, t red oxide



75x60cm. P grey, trans red oxide, mars violet, raw umber

60x42cm P grey, t yellow, rose madder deep

Trevor Jenkins, Rubbish Warrior




Where do I begin to say what I need to say about this most lovely human being?  Words can be clumsy, and the truest meaning of them not always grasped.

This is Trevor Jenkins, Rubbish Warrior.  Living on the streets of Darwin, because he wanted to do what is said that Jesus commanded of the rich young man, which was…..Sell all and follow me.  And so he lives with integrity as a homeless man who creates the most beautiful sculptures out of the rubbish that unthinking souls scatter around in our public spaces. He leaves them in strategic places in order that we might contemplate the folly of our sometimes insensate actions… and at the same time rethink our attitudes to those people we might be tempted to label as “rubbish”.


Loved by the majority, and labelled by others as an “eccentric”….which is….what??

I consider that the five hours I spent with this man has enriched my life, as he is one of the most open and empathetic males that I have ever encountered in all of my 70 years in this human experience.  A beautiful, honest, open soul, blessed with intelligence, of both the brain variety and of the Heart, and he has left a profound mark on my life.

My original intent was to paint him once, however so far, and in a very short space of time, four have so far leapt off the canvas, and I do not know that I am done yet!




September, the arrival of Spring

Have been mulling over this Dickens quote and thinking how often it is the case that we jump to judge before looking with innocent perception….and it lets us down every time….because it is the head that judges, but the heart that sees the beauty beyond the imperfections.

“Men who look on nature, and their fellow-men, and cry that all is dark and gloomy, are in the right; but the sombre colours are reflections from their own jaundiced eyes and hearts. The real hues are delicate, and need a clearer vision.”



Fond Recollections

Self contained

Self contained

August 2015

Untitled.  Private commission

Untitled. Private commission

Three women this month. The little ones are especially fascinating, and delightful to  paint,

because there is always so much written on their little faces.

Hope, defiance, questioning, feistiness.  Love it!








I Don't Want to.

I Don’t Want to

June 2015

June, and I am back in the studio, after spending  most of last month on the Two Capes Walk in Western Australia (can highly recommend!) with my lovely life mate.

Something a bit different for this month, as I am going to be working on two lovely “White” faces as private commissions.  Two chappies, as it turns out.  Lovely subjects, actually….and I love painting the men, as there is invariably such gentleness and sensitivity underneath all that muscle and “manliness”.  I am hoping that I will be able to do justice to what I perceive to be “the real them”.

The Appraisal

The Appraisal

Easter month

How often I find, in my studio, my thoughts drifting from the physical world and into the intangible, yet magical, “beyond”….  My preferred reality, as it is one of wholeness, perfection and pure love.



Beyond The Tangible

P grey, yellow oxide, cad red  75x60cm

The Longing

















March, 2015


Painting this old Indigenous man, and my thoughts kept wandering  to the very real sense of timelessness  that one experiences when standing there at the windows of our home and looking out onto the MacDonnell  Ranges, which we are told are over 900 million years old, making them one of the oldest landforms on the continent.  A timeless Soul, is this old man, at one with, and having knowledge of, this timeless land.

Aus sienna, p grey, indian yellow, crimson

Of A Timeless Land


A Special Day.

The Pause

Today, the Gallery manager informs me, a lovely lady from Victoria came into the gallery and explained that she has five children ranging from mid 20’s to 30’s….that she is a grandmother and had never really purchased anything for herself!….Until now….and she chose, as her very first gift to herself, “The Pause!”  My four very precious  children have long left the nest, but I can identify with her situation, as we mothers give ourselves totally to our children for the many years that they are in our care, and are quite content to be putting their needs before our own….So that when the time of mutual independence finally arrives, one of the hardest yet most exhilarating exercises is to purchase something entirely for “me!”  That very first purchase is a very special one, and because this lady has chosen one of my paintings as her very first gift to herself, she has made it a very special day for me too!

Australia Day Musings

60x50  Aus sienna, p grey, t venetian red


Australia Day is always a day of mixed emotions for me, and the way I deal with it is to head out of town and into the bush for a few hours….where I know my sense of wellbeing will be strengthened.  Living in a town with a high indigenous population, I had cause to wonder, when, two Australia Days ago, a convoy of vehicles drove through my neighbourhood streets tooting horns, and waving the Aussie flag.  Not an Indigenous flag in sight to indicate inclusion.  It caused me to wonder how it would feel, were I on the other side of the fence, to have my culture superimposed by that of another culture, and to have that culture’s flag waved under my nose, once a year, every year. Since then, every Australia Day gives me cause to wonder….just wonder….without seeking to lay blame….or to provide an answer….but merely to ponder…


75x60cm. Aus sienna, d purple, p green


Dignity. 75x60cm.  Aus sienna, diox purple



December 2014

This month ~ children!  They are lovely to paint, as unlike most adults, they are still unguarded, and wear their emotions externally!

Innocence 50x42cm


Wistful 50x42cm

All Sorted! 60x42cm

November 2014

Have spent more hours than not in the studio, painting up a storm before the really hot weather hits…because by mid December it gets so hot out here in Central Australia that the paint almost dries as it hits the palette!  Well, a slight exaggeration, perhaps, but it is not much fun having to “fight” with the paint to get it onto the canvas!

The Stockman. 84x66cm.

Weighing it Up.  75x60cm

Weighing it Up. 75x60cm













The Pause 66x60cm.

Remembering. 66x48cm. P grey, Aus sienna.

Remembering. 66x48cm.

October 2014

Feeling His Way. Perm maroon, y ochre, black  78x63cm

Feeling His Way


At Peace With Himself














After a long period of sickness and five “bin jobs”, I have finally broken through,

much to my relief!

Painting is about lots of hard work….and confidence…..

and when confidence is undermined, well, the results are there for all to see (or not see, preferably)!

Smiling again, though, and working hard to make up for lost time!


The Bush Philosopher

The Bush Philosopher

The Assessment.

August, 2014

Aus. sienna, Indian yellow, crimson, p grey 92x82cm

The Long Wait



July was a horror month in the studio.

Three bin jobs, and only one acceptable result to show for hours of struggling!

The theory is that at such times, one should pull the plug and take a break

for a week or so, but easier said than done if you are stubborn like me.

Anyway, I have called this fellow The Long Wait, which I think says it all!

July 2014

In Stillness.  50x42cm  Indian yellow, red black

In Stillness

I have spent the month of June allowing my thoughts to centre on the state

of the older woman (the Indigenous more respectfully call her the “Elder”).

It is the case that if, throughout her life, she has allowed Wisdom to be her teacher

….then there is an aura about her that speaks of rock solid grounded-ness

…..which cannot be shifted, or undermined, no matter what the circumstance.

A stillness that is absolute.   I have attempted to portray this in the three paintings

that I have worked on for the past four weeks of June.






Aus sienna, p grey 75x60cm

Capturing The Stillness

Acceptance.  78x63cm. Ind yellow, rose madder, p grey


I know I said I was going to take a month off from the studio, but I couldn’t help myself.  We returned from a simply magical month of holidaying in Queensland, and before I knew it, I was in the studio with it all happening again!

84x66cm  Aus sienna, p grey

The Strong One

Melissa's Wish. 60x42cm.  p green, d purple, t yellow, red oxide.

Melissa’s Wish

An Unexpected Surprise


We Be

Taking a break on the Queensland coast, and celebrating our 25th wedding anniversary, Stan and I came “by chance” to see Jane Donaldson’s wonderful exhibition in Brisbane city.  On our very last day.  And it was just as if Jane had painted “We Be” just for us, to mark our special occasion, and that the painting was just sitting there waiting for us to turn up!

It is always so special to be able to purchase another painter’s work, and we are enriched to have one of Jane’s pieces installed in our home, now as part of the family!

     Here is the link to Jane’s work.  Do have a look.  It will make your day.

May 2014.

Undecided.  75x63cm. P grey, red oxide, m violet, aus sienna


Watchfulness.  Indian yellow, p grey, red oxide, crimson. 66x48cm


Sometimes it is the case that the painting almost appears on the canvas in spite of me, however this past month has been a real struggle…so that May is to be a studio free month for me.   It happens to all of us, and sometimes there is no alternative but to simply cease the activity for a specified time….. And so I am looking forward to a month of “changing the subject”.

Penny For Her Thoughts 2. 75x63cm. U blue, Y ochre, naples yellow, red oxide, r umber

Penny For Her Thoughts 2.

April 2014

The Bushman. 66x63cm Aus sienna, p grey, crimson, indian yellow.

The Bushman.


I have been pondering those unwelcome wrinkles that appear as a natural part of ageing, and how we resist the thought that they are inevitable.   Did you know, though, that a face that has had “work” done is almost impossible for the portrait painter to “read” (or anyone else, for that matter), as the process of removing the wrinkles has the effect of obscuring the record of the history, character and the very essence of the individual  in question.   The mirror confirms to me that I have been on this planet for almost 69 years, but when I do what all we ageing souls do, and that is, experiment on what a little “lift” might do for me, I confess I am forced to conclude that, wrinkles deleted, it would look like “no one was home”!  And so for the month past, I have painted wrinkles and sags, and acknowledged and celebrated them as my friends!


The Stockman. 75x60cm Aus sienna, prey, indian yellow, crimson

The Stockman.










Ready to Lead. 81x63cm Aus sienna, crimson, p grey, indian yellow

Ready To Lead.






Had studio time up my sleeve, so couldn’t resist the temptation to portray youth’s anticipation of times to come, and dreams yet to be fulfilled.






Childhood Dreams. 60x42cm  Pthalo green. red oxide, p grey, t yellow, diox purple

Childhood Dreams.


March 2014

The “Old Timer”, as his people would respectfully refer to him as, really got to me.  It was almost as if the ancient wisdom that is held in this one’s being was speaking to me.  If only we would take time out of our busy lives to pause, and “hear”.

Keeper of Ancient Wisdom  P grey,  nap red, d purple, l yellow, a sienna

Keeper of Ancient Wisdom

The Choice 56x42cm  d.purple, pthalo green, y ochre, red oxide

The Choice

Simon Is Back To It!


A pastel, this time. Good to see you getting back to your art, Simon.
I especially love the rich colours that you have chosen.