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Dreaming in Confinement
66" X 66" , acrylic paint on canvas , 2020
‘The painting, Dreaming in Confinement, investigates my relationship to my surroundings and environment. During the pandemic, big changes took place, including the loss of my studio. The rental hikes in my building resulted in me having to let go of my workspace of 13 years. And when, at the beginning of the pandemic, my partner moved into my loft, where the only separate room was the bathroom, I was faced with the reality of no longer having a space of my own.
In a section of the living room, I dove into my art and found solace there. I painted places and expansive abstract landscapes that eased the mind and let me travel. As an independent woman, who had grown accustomed to living on my own, this new arrangement challenged me, but my painting practice offered the distance needed to bring balance back into my day-to-day.
In this piece, I want the viewer to feel a sense of space, as I build and organize new environments, both physically around me, as well as psychologically and emotionally within me. I am interested in creating paintings where concrete forms intermingle with elusive space, in an attempt to find balance. I am also interested in how colours can pop out boldly, while at the same time be soothing to the eye.’
‘The painting, Dreaming in Confinement, investigates my relationship to my surroundings and environment. During the pandemic, big changes took place, including the loss of my studio. The rental hikes in my building resulted in me having to let go of my workspace of 13 years. And when, at the beginning of the pandemic, my partner moved into my loft, where the only separate room was the bathroom, I was faced with the reality of no longer having a space of my own.
In a section of the living room, I dove into my art and found solace there. I painted places and expansive abstract landscapes that eased the mind and let me travel. As an independent woman, who had grown accustomed to living on my own, this new arrangement challenged me, but my painting practice offered the distance needed to bring balance back into my day-to-day.
In this piece, I want the viewer to feel a sense of space, as I build and organize new environments, both physically around me, as well as psychologically and emotionally within me. I am interested in creating paintings where concrete forms intermingle with elusive space, in an attempt to find balance. I am also interested in how colours can pop out boldly, while at the same time be soothing to the eye.’
Walls and Windows series on Studio Walls
Blueberry Fields in the Making
Walls and Windows
36" X 48" , acrylic paint on canvas , 2021
A space of one’s own.
The mind can get cluttered sometimes and making room to breath freely can sometimes make all the difference.
Both with physical space and mental space.
With last year’s pandemic on the rise and the impossibility to rent out my space to travellers, I came to a fork in the road where it appeared the only solution to keep up with a rising rent, was to give up my studio space.
And so after 13 years, I handed it over to 3 lovely tattoo artists, who considerately and tastefully turned it into their own, while I moved my studio space to my living room on the other side of the wall.
The painting above, Walls and Windows, is a homage and depiction of that studio space, that accompanied me through the years. I don’t look back at it with nostalgia, but with gratitude.
Beyond the physical space it references, this painting makes me consider the space in my mind and the wrestle we all have had over these past 2 years, especially with the notion of confinement. I recognize my mind has the ability to transform a space into a haven, as much as it has the ability to transform it into a prison.
Now that the pandemic has slowed down and we have been able to venture out and do more than we were able to in a long while, I find I am still considering my struggle with space.
I will often slip into the spell of thinking that I am confined or stuck…. in a relationship…between a rock and a hard spot trying to keep up with a rent that seems to have no ceiling or mercy….in a financial crunch, etc, etc, etc…the list can be endless. And then I snap out of it and see it for what it is; my mind playing tricks on me, my mind spinning to keep me dizzy, so I don’t do what deep down I know I need to do for myself, which mainly is 'creating'.
And when I simply ‘remember’, it all turns into a gift and impacts the space around me and all that's in it.…'how lucky am I to be here, how lucky am I to have subtenants who are so incredible and kind, how lucky I am to have a partner who believes in me and my art, how lucky I am to even have a space to paint and create in'.
I easily can forget these things when there is no space in the mind, and so my note to myself is ‘make the space’.
A space of one’s own.
The mind can get cluttered sometimes and making room to breath freely can sometimes make all the difference.
Both with physical space and mental space.
With last year’s pandemic on the rise and the impossibility to rent out my space to travellers, I came to a fork in the road where it appeared the only solution to keep up with a rising rent, was to give up my studio space.
And so after 13 years, I handed it over to 3 lovely tattoo artists, who considerately and tastefully turned it into their own, while I moved my studio space to my living room on the other side of the wall.
The painting above, Walls and Windows, is a homage and depiction of that studio space, that accompanied me through the years. I don’t look back at it with nostalgia, but with gratitude.
Beyond the physical space it references, this painting makes me consider the space in my mind and the wrestle we all have had over these past 2 years, especially with the notion of confinement. I recognize my mind has the ability to transform a space into a haven, as much as it has the ability to transform it into a prison.
Now that the pandemic has slowed down and we have been able to venture out and do more than we were able to in a long while, I find I am still considering my struggle with space.
I will often slip into the spell of thinking that I am confined or stuck…. in a relationship…between a rock and a hard spot trying to keep up with a rent that seems to have no ceiling or mercy….in a financial crunch, etc, etc, etc…the list can be endless. And then I snap out of it and see it for what it is; my mind playing tricks on me, my mind spinning to keep me dizzy, so I don’t do what deep down I know I need to do for myself, which mainly is 'creating'.
And when I simply ‘remember’, it all turns into a gift and impacts the space around me and all that's in it.…'how lucky am I to be here, how lucky am I to have subtenants who are so incredible and kind, how lucky I am to have a partner who believes in me and my art, how lucky I am to even have a space to paint and create in'.
I easily can forget these things when there is no space in the mind, and so my note to myself is ‘make the space’.
Blueberry Field
66" X 66" , acrylic paint on canvas , 2021
Avocado Fields
36" X 24" , acrylic paint on canvas , 2021
Summer Within
36" X 24" , acrylic paint on canvas , 2021
Walls and Windows series Basking in the Morning Sun
Indoors Some More
16" X 12" , acrylic paint on wood panel , 2020
Summer Walks
12" X 10" , acrylic paint on canvas , 2020
Heat Wave
20" X 20" , mix media on canvas , 2021
Structures of Ylang Ylang
48" X 36" , mix media on canvas , 2021
Dreaming in Confinement
66" X 66" , acrylic paint on canvas , 2020
‘The painting, Dreaming in Confinement, investigates my relationship to my surroundings and environment. During the pandemic, big changes took place, including the loss of my studio. The rental hikes in my building resulted in me having to let go of my workspace of 13 years. And when, at the beginning of the pandemic, my partner moved into my loft, where the only separate room was the bathroom, I was faced with the reality of no longer having a space of my own.
In a section of the living room, I dove into my art and found solace there. I painted places and expansive abstract landscapes that eased the mind and let me travel. As an independent woman, who had grown accustomed to living on my own, this new arrangement challenged me, but my painting practice offered the distance needed to bring balance back into my day-to-day.
In this piece, I want the viewer to feel a sense of space, as I build and organize new environments, both physically around me, as well as psychologically and emotionally within me. I am interested in creating paintings where concrete forms intermingle with elusive space, in an attempt to find balance. I am also interested in how colours can pop out boldly, while at the same time be soothing to the eye.’
‘The painting, Dreaming in Confinement, investigates my relationship to my surroundings and environment. During the pandemic, big changes took place, including the loss of my studio. The rental hikes in my building resulted in me having to let go of my workspace of 13 years. And when, at the beginning of the pandemic, my partner moved into my loft, where the only separate room was the bathroom, I was faced with the reality of no longer having a space of my own.
In a section of the living room, I dove into my art and found solace there. I painted places and expansive abstract landscapes that eased the mind and let me travel. As an independent woman, who had grown accustomed to living on my own, this new arrangement challenged me, but my painting practice offered the distance needed to bring balance back into my day-to-day.
In this piece, I want the viewer to feel a sense of space, as I build and organize new environments, both physically around me, as well as psychologically and emotionally within me. I am interested in creating paintings where concrete forms intermingle with elusive space, in an attempt to find balance. I am also interested in how colours can pop out boldly, while at the same time be soothing to the eye.’
Walls and Windows series on Studio Walls
Blueberry Fields in the Making
Walls and Windows
36" X 48" , acrylic paint on canvas , 2021
A space of one’s own.
The mind can get cluttered sometimes and making room to breath freely can sometimes make all the difference.
Both with physical space and mental space.
With last year’s pandemic on the rise and the impossibility to rent out my space to travellers, I came to a fork in the road where it appeared the only solution to keep up with a rising rent, was to give up my studio space.
And so after 13 years, I handed it over to 3 lovely tattoo artists, who considerately and tastefully turned it into their own, while I moved my studio space to my living room on the other side of the wall.
The painting above, Walls and Windows, is a homage and depiction of that studio space, that accompanied me through the years. I don’t look back at it with nostalgia, but with gratitude.
Beyond the physical space it references, this painting makes me consider the space in my mind and the wrestle we all have had over these past 2 years, especially with the notion of confinement. I recognize my mind has the ability to transform a space into a haven, as much as it has the ability to transform it into a prison.
Now that the pandemic has slowed down and we have been able to venture out and do more than we were able to in a long while, I find I am still considering my struggle with space.
I will often slip into the spell of thinking that I am confined or stuck…. in a relationship…between a rock and a hard spot trying to keep up with a rent that seems to have no ceiling or mercy….in a financial crunch, etc, etc, etc…the list can be endless. And then I snap out of it and see it for what it is; my mind playing tricks on me, my mind spinning to keep me dizzy, so I don’t do what deep down I know I need to do for myself, which mainly is 'creating'.
And when I simply ‘remember’, it all turns into a gift and impacts the space around me and all that's in it.…'how lucky am I to be here, how lucky am I to have subtenants who are so incredible and kind, how lucky I am to have a partner who believes in me and my art, how lucky I am to even have a space to paint and create in'.
I easily can forget these things when there is no space in the mind, and so my note to myself is ‘make the space’.
A space of one’s own.
The mind can get cluttered sometimes and making room to breath freely can sometimes make all the difference.
Both with physical space and mental space.
With last year’s pandemic on the rise and the impossibility to rent out my space to travellers, I came to a fork in the road where it appeared the only solution to keep up with a rising rent, was to give up my studio space.
And so after 13 years, I handed it over to 3 lovely tattoo artists, who considerately and tastefully turned it into their own, while I moved my studio space to my living room on the other side of the wall.
The painting above, Walls and Windows, is a homage and depiction of that studio space, that accompanied me through the years. I don’t look back at it with nostalgia, but with gratitude.
Beyond the physical space it references, this painting makes me consider the space in my mind and the wrestle we all have had over these past 2 years, especially with the notion of confinement. I recognize my mind has the ability to transform a space into a haven, as much as it has the ability to transform it into a prison.
Now that the pandemic has slowed down and we have been able to venture out and do more than we were able to in a long while, I find I am still considering my struggle with space.
I will often slip into the spell of thinking that I am confined or stuck…. in a relationship…between a rock and a hard spot trying to keep up with a rent that seems to have no ceiling or mercy….in a financial crunch, etc, etc, etc…the list can be endless. And then I snap out of it and see it for what it is; my mind playing tricks on me, my mind spinning to keep me dizzy, so I don’t do what deep down I know I need to do for myself, which mainly is 'creating'.
And when I simply ‘remember’, it all turns into a gift and impacts the space around me and all that's in it.…'how lucky am I to be here, how lucky am I to have subtenants who are so incredible and kind, how lucky I am to have a partner who believes in me and my art, how lucky I am to even have a space to paint and create in'.
I easily can forget these things when there is no space in the mind, and so my note to myself is ‘make the space’.
Blueberry Field
66" X 66" , acrylic paint on canvas , 2021
Avocado Fields
36" X 24" , acrylic paint on canvas , 2021
Summer Within
36" X 24" , acrylic paint on canvas , 2021
Walls and Windows series Basking in the Morning Sun
Indoors Some More
16" X 12" , acrylic paint on wood panel , 2020
Summer Walks
12" X 10" , acrylic paint on canvas , 2020
Heat Wave
20" X 20" , mix media on canvas , 2021
Structures of Ylang Ylang
48" X 36" , mix media on canvas , 2021
Dreaming in Confinement
66" X 66" , acrylic paint on canvas , 2020
‘The painting, Dreaming in Confinement, investigates my relationship to my surroundings and environment. During the pandemic, big changes took place, including the loss of my studio. The rental hikes in my building resulted in me having to let go of my workspace of 13 years. And when, at the beginning of the pandemic, my partner moved into my loft, where the only separate room was the bathroom, I was faced with the reality of no longer having a space of my own.
In a section of the living room, I dove into my art and found solace there. I painted places and expansive abstract landscapes that eased the mind and let me travel. As an independent woman, who had grown accustomed to living on my own, this new arrangement challenged me, but my painting practice offered the distance needed to bring balance back into my day-to-day.
In this piece, I want the viewer to feel a sense of space, as I build and organize new environments, both physically around me, as well as psychologically and emotionally within me. I am interested in creating paintings where concrete forms intermingle with elusive space, in an attempt to find balance. I am also interested in how colours can pop out boldly, while at the same time be soothing to the eye.’
‘The painting, Dreaming in Confinement, investigates my relationship to my surroundings and environment. During the pandemic, big changes took place, including the loss of my studio. The rental hikes in my building resulted in me having to let go of my workspace of 13 years. And when, at the beginning of the pandemic, my partner moved into my loft, where the only separate room was the bathroom, I was faced with the reality of no longer having a space of my own.
In a section of the living room, I dove into my art and found solace there. I painted places and expansive abstract landscapes that eased the mind and let me travel. As an independent woman, who had grown accustomed to living on my own, this new arrangement challenged me, but my painting practice offered the distance needed to bring balance back into my day-to-day.
In this piece, I want the viewer to feel a sense of space, as I build and organize new environments, both physically around me, as well as psychologically and emotionally within me. I am interested in creating paintings where concrete forms intermingle with elusive space, in an attempt to find balance. I am also interested in how colours can pop out boldly, while at the same time be soothing to the eye.’
Walls and Windows series on Studio Walls
Blueberry Fields in the Making
Walls and Windows
36" X 48" , acrylic paint on canvas , 2021
A space of one’s own.
The mind can get cluttered sometimes and making room to breath freely can sometimes make all the difference.
Both with physical space and mental space.
With last year’s pandemic on the rise and the impossibility to rent out my space to travellers, I came to a fork in the road where it appeared the only solution to keep up with a rising rent, was to give up my studio space.
And so after 13 years, I handed it over to 3 lovely tattoo artists, who considerately and tastefully turned it into their own, while I moved my studio space to my living room on the other side of the wall.
The painting above, Walls and Windows, is a homage and depiction of that studio space, that accompanied me through the years. I don’t look back at it with nostalgia, but with gratitude.
Beyond the physical space it references, this painting makes me consider the space in my mind and the wrestle we all have had over these past 2 years, especially with the notion of confinement. I recognize my mind has the ability to transform a space into a haven, as much as it has the ability to transform it into a prison.
Now that the pandemic has slowed down and we have been able to venture out and do more than we were able to in a long while, I find I am still considering my struggle with space.
I will often slip into the spell of thinking that I am confined or stuck…. in a relationship…between a rock and a hard spot trying to keep up with a rent that seems to have no ceiling or mercy….in a financial crunch, etc, etc, etc…the list can be endless. And then I snap out of it and see it for what it is; my mind playing tricks on me, my mind spinning to keep me dizzy, so I don’t do what deep down I know I need to do for myself, which mainly is 'creating'.
And when I simply ‘remember’, it all turns into a gift and impacts the space around me and all that's in it.…'how lucky am I to be here, how lucky am I to have subtenants who are so incredible and kind, how lucky I am to have a partner who believes in me and my art, how lucky I am to even have a space to paint and create in'.
I easily can forget these things when there is no space in the mind, and so my note to myself is ‘make the space’.
A space of one’s own.
The mind can get cluttered sometimes and making room to breath freely can sometimes make all the difference.
Both with physical space and mental space.
With last year’s pandemic on the rise and the impossibility to rent out my space to travellers, I came to a fork in the road where it appeared the only solution to keep up with a rising rent, was to give up my studio space.
And so after 13 years, I handed it over to 3 lovely tattoo artists, who considerately and tastefully turned it into their own, while I moved my studio space to my living room on the other side of the wall.
The painting above, Walls and Windows, is a homage and depiction of that studio space, that accompanied me through the years. I don’t look back at it with nostalgia, but with gratitude.
Beyond the physical space it references, this painting makes me consider the space in my mind and the wrestle we all have had over these past 2 years, especially with the notion of confinement. I recognize my mind has the ability to transform a space into a haven, as much as it has the ability to transform it into a prison.
Now that the pandemic has slowed down and we have been able to venture out and do more than we were able to in a long while, I find I am still considering my struggle with space.
I will often slip into the spell of thinking that I am confined or stuck…. in a relationship…between a rock and a hard spot trying to keep up with a rent that seems to have no ceiling or mercy….in a financial crunch, etc, etc, etc…the list can be endless. And then I snap out of it and see it for what it is; my mind playing tricks on me, my mind spinning to keep me dizzy, so I don’t do what deep down I know I need to do for myself, which mainly is 'creating'.
And when I simply ‘remember’, it all turns into a gift and impacts the space around me and all that's in it.…'how lucky am I to be here, how lucky am I to have subtenants who are so incredible and kind, how lucky I am to have a partner who believes in me and my art, how lucky I am to even have a space to paint and create in'.
I easily can forget these things when there is no space in the mind, and so my note to myself is ‘make the space’.
Blueberry Field
66" X 66" , acrylic paint on canvas , 2021
Avocado Fields
36" X 24" , acrylic paint on canvas , 2021
Summer Within
36" X 24" , acrylic paint on canvas , 2021
Walls and Windows series Basking in the Morning Sun
Indoors Some More
16" X 12" , acrylic paint on wood panel , 2020
Summer Walks
12" X 10" , acrylic paint on canvas , 2020
Heat Wave
20" X 20" , mix media on canvas , 2021
Structures of Ylang Ylang
48" X 36" , mix media on canvas , 2021
Walls and Windows
The series, Walls and Windows, began in March 2020. These paintings focus on the experience of ‘confinement’ during the quarantine period. In some ways, they act as an escape from a hard, intense and confusing reality into a softer, more expansive and colourful imagined world.
During this period, my painting practice offered the distance needed to bring balance back into my day-to-day. In this series, I want the viewer to feel a sense of space, as I build and organize new environments, both physically around me, as well as psychologically and emotionally within me. I work in an additive and deductive manner, while exploring depth through contrasting planes - vibrant and soft colours against white under layers. I am interested in how colours can pop out boldly, while at the same time be soothing to the eye.’
Walls and Windows
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