Oh No! (not summer again)

The heat can be a mixed blessing, by the end of a cold dreary winter the body is aching for sunshine and at 60 something I mean aching. Then one day in January the hotness and insects biting, tell me we are in the midst of summer. One or two itchy burnings appear around the ankles and then before I know it my whole body is a seething mess of large red welts burning and itching and suddenly I am yearning for a cold winters day, I am dreaming of walking through the snow and slush of an elegant London Street wearing a thick woolen coat and hat. Here I am trapped by the sparkling sea under a perfect blue sky with the sleepy village along side and me the sleepy zombie on the antihystamine pills.

WHO AM I

I am very excited this week as on Saturday February 13th I am part of Art Day in Mairangi Bay. I will be painting in the main street with others and then at midday I will submit this painting for auction.

'Who Am I' is a question that must be asked, in fact it raises many questions, where did this image come from along with so many others. Some strange threads that have been handed to me from those that lived before me. Creativity is a mysterious force to be reckoned with. It rises and falls and in the aggressive moments it thrusts forward from some ambiguous pathway, daring me to step outside my comfort zone and dare to be different and stand out from the crowd. My crazy creative force pushes me to the edge, beyond the realms of reality sometimes vivid and colourful and sometimes dull and sombre but as I work my head is filled with thoughts, emotions and a need to place and balance colour, shape and form. Although this painting does not solve the answer to the question it at least leaves a clue for the future of who or what I am.