Size: 12"W x 9"H x 0.1"D
Year Created: 2018
Ready to Hang
Framed, This is my first day back in the studio after the birth of my first child. He was tiny, slept in the corner of the studio. I framed it with the corrugated papers edge, that rawness is part of the piece.
I started in London at prestigious art schools like Chelsea School of Art and Central St Martins and almost lost the will to paint. I ran out west to become a cow girl and nearly left my painting behind. For years I lived and breathed horses, I used to manage a dude ranch under the “D” in HOLLYWOOD. In 2005 I came back to London. I had a studio off the east-end and painted every day. It was then that I got representation and shortlisted for the Mercury Award. I was finding some success but I forgot that it is cold and rainy in England and I missed the bright creamy yellow of the California sunshine. So I came back and took a job training animals for TV and film. Painting for me is a very badly paid part time job. I do it because I have to. I wake up thinking in color and gesture and lines wriggle up my spine. At the ranch I woke in the middle of a dusty hot night to scribble out an ink drawing of a scene from my memory, a gruesome image that still haunts me. I sold it in London and it paid my rent for months. I am now a mother, a washer of dirty hands and smiling faces, a cooker of hot dogs and preparer of pack lunches. But that need persists. And I get into the studio regularly. My following is steady but growing. And I am getting better at this difficult art of making paintings that you can hang on the wall and go with the couch. I am not beloved by galleries. I change too much. I stumble upon a successful formula, paint one perfect painting, and then want to keep refining it. I am not ready to settle on one method, one style, even though many have been very successful; and that makes me a bigger risk for collectors. But I have a long life ahead of me and I am making art for the love of good paintings, my masterpiece is ahead of me.