When I was about eight years old, I went on a school camp. I borrowed my mother's bellows camera and took photos of rocks, bark, patterns in the sand, reflections, and only one or two of people. My love affair with texture had begun.
Over the next fifty years, I explored all avenues of life and the visual arts, becoming an art teacher, a traveller, a ski instructor, a mother and eventually a professional artist.
My art is now almost entirely consumed by the concept of 'wabi sabi' - the Zen Buddhist philosophy of finding beauty in things old, worn, incomplete, imperfect and common place.
I work with rust paint on canvas, barbed wire in jewellery, antique kimono silks in scarves and teabags in almost everything.
My personal mantra is HONEST, SIMPLE and NOBLE.
I still take photos of rocks, bark and reflections.
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