ainting is an intergral part of my daily life. I paint most days for four to eight hours in my studio at home.

My birds

Are they spirits?

Are they angels on mystical wings?

Forever seeking the soft light of heaven

With beauty and freedom in their flight

And the pleasure of love

Birds forever free from pain

Close to the angelic realms and holy bliss

Each feather

Whispering its sacred message on

The heavenly breeze

Forever rising upwards to bliss and joy

With their strength, beauty and truth

Where they are

Anything is possible

My flowers

Painted in the rain

Painted in the mist

Depict my moods

They symbolise so much

They have an innocence

They are honest, open and courageous

They are with us throughout our lives

Birth, marriage and death

Each flower makes the best of its time on earth

They are bursts of joy on paper