Arts, Artists, Artwork
To me, painting is a source of comfort. Art was something that I was known for being good at when I was younger. It made it okay to be shy, quiet and not confident about school and life. My family emigrated to Australia when I was 15. I studied art at high school and during my first year at university. When I then returned to England, i couldn't continue studying art as part of my Psychology degree as it wasn't offered as a subject. So I carried on developing my creative skills on my own. A few years ago, I fell ill suddenly with encephalitis (inflammation in the brain caused by a virus) ending up in intensive care unable to breathe for myself and with hardly any coordination. Since then, I have relearnt how to breathe, talk, eat, write etc and rejoined work and family life. Throughout all this, my painting has provided rehabilitation and an outlet for my frustrations. I can become lost in a world of colour and texture and let the hindrances of everyday life melt away. I usually paint in oils. I love the smell of linseed oil, how the paint feels as it smears and the way that glazing adds depth and intensity. I have recently started dabbling with coloured pencils, watercolour inks and pastels again. These can produce fresher and cleaner colours than oil paint and I love that contrast.