Welcome to the New Website

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If you're here, you've been following my work for some time. That, or you've had a rather fortuitous moment of chance, and now find yourself sitting here on my new website. In either case, intentionally or by chance: Welcome.

This little corner of the internet has been a long time coming for me. I hate to admit, but it's been years in the works. Between the chaos of every day life and the lack of creative vision, I let this project sit on the back burner for much, much too long. Like a complex potion requiring rare ingredients and even rarer time, it has bubbled and simmered, aromatic and angry with me, on the stove top that is my creative life, occasionally shouting for attention in all the moments in between slap-dash oil paintings and me chasing after giggling children.

If you're here, you've been following my work for some time, and as such you probably know that I am a creative who became a mother in recent years. If this is your serendipitous moment of internet voyerism, then let me share with you: I am an artist, I am a mother to two beautiful little souls, and life since this joining of halves of myself has been a blessed, messy, heart-string-tugging, at times all-out-calamity of a cluster-f*ck (yes, if you're here, expect an occasional bit of swearing. I'm no saint, and in a past life I was a sailor. No, literally. I was in the Navy.)

Any new mothers out there reading this, I want you to hear me: the fog lifts. At least, that's what I am experiencing. My youngest can now feed herself, and I can now use my body and mind to feed my oldest child: Creativity. Space has suddenly made itself known and here before me I find new room to stretch and scream and explore. The endeavours existing only in the back of my mind, obscured by the coppery haze of early, bloody Motherhood, are finally making themselves known by my hands, on paper, in ochres and emeralds and bright, bright crimson.

I'd love to believe that I've turned a corner, a new leaf, a fresh page of bleached white potential, but I will be my most honest self here, as any true artist should be: I'm a wretched work in progress. The fog is lifting, my studio has opened herself to me so symbiotically, but no matter the time, the dedication, the exertion of creative-self, I am still two halves. I am still a mother. Each day is a new discovery, and each day demands every piece of me. I am so gladly, wilfully here for it. All of this to say: if you're here, you are witnessing a new beginning. This beginning is of one girl - a woman, actually - who is fighting for herself. Fighting to lay down her soul onto canvas and shout to the world "I am here. I am beautiful for all that I am. I am worthy. And so are all of you." If you are here, then I hope you will follow along as I move on into this new phase of life and fight for myself and this new creative space.

This website will be the safe haven for all I am, creatively speaking. Here around this warming fire of creative energy, you will find my latest paintings, my bramble-like musings, and other offerings as my imagination sees fit (and my very precious Mother Made Time). I envision quarterly newsletters filled with inspiration and peaceful offerings, subscriber-exclusive sales, and perhaps even the occasional studio tutorial. And more. If this is something that interests you, I invite you to subscribe. I seek to build a community around creative discovery, around noble pursuits of healing, inner peace, and beauty for beauty's sake, around fantastical imagery and myth and legend. I want to dig my fingers into this verdant, petrichor rich Eire, shake the branches and caress the mossy stones to find her soul and lay it bare for all of you. In an other word: I want to share my imagination and this beautiful island I call home with the like-minded community I hope to build here. If you are a lover of all that is medieval, magical, tangled and growing and otherworldly and Old Worldly, please, step through the gate and take up a place across this fire with me.

Welcome.