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And all night, I am very tired. I have most of a weekend to myself to paint and work. I’m none too impressed with results so far but holy moly having a good time.

oh there’s some drawing too, of course.

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Mistress – boots

red

after

nearly

how good are hands

red latex

Thank you to all the awesome, awesome humans who take the time to model for me.

Bruise is my own.

More to come but thought I’d try and pace the posts to not overwhelm. Art is exploding out of me.

KA-POW!

This ia a little drawing I did on the day Luna came to live with me. She was small and skinny and had a little sore on the end of her nose. I have a large desk for my study (also drawing) and she sitting in a certain spot by one of the windows so I put a little blanket there for her. This is where she looks out at the olive tree, bathing in the morning sun and curls up to sleep at bed time.

It’s nice to have a little meow friend .

Though my art practice has been stifled over the last couple of years I have kept up sketching while at work (in healthcare) and for study.

I have done a drawing of a tympanic thermometer but I cannot find it anywhere! Which is deeply frustrating, I lovingly rendered the shit out of that drawing – I have hope that I’ll find it.. one day.

Still life – hand sanni atop disinfectant wipes.

Fake flowers in the visiting room.

Very runny baxter hand sanni

Social distancing chairs – doc office.

There has been a lot of upheaval in my life over the last two years and somethings have been very heavy. Somedays I am not sure I can make it – life just seems too hard and then other days it sort of makes sense and I just keep going. I am lucky I have sketching and I am lucky I have so many good books to read. I am also very lucky to be a second year nursing student this year. I am lucky to have friends and I am lucky to have my mum and very blessed to have an amazing daughter.

I am hoping to post more here as I have more time for sketching and writing – I resigned from my job very late last year to focus on my studies so yay! More time.

Sketchy sketch 🙂

On the day my daughter found out how completely heart broken I am, she drew me this:

This is love and care. She’s a sweet baby angel and I am incredibly lucky.

Hi hi

What a wild ride this time has been. I’ve had some truly fantastic art experiences mixed in with the End of the World. I’ve been working a lot in my new job and studying full time and think I am doing ok but never really feel on top of anything at all – I am forever behind.

Hope I pass.

I’ve had some truly amazing and incredibly challenging times working in healthcare. I’ve wanted to go in this direction for a while but didn’t think I was smart enough. And look, I may not be an HD girl but I give it a good go and jeez give me a break with lockdowns, home schooling and everything changing all the time. Labs getting cancelled yet I still have to sit exams. I am not getting – most of us nursing students are not getting – enough hands on experience but I am very good at taking my own blood pressure ( always low ) yet I still cannot pronounce sphygmomanometer.

I’ve got paperwork to work out ( I have never been good at forms ) and dinner to make ( kidding, it’s take away pizza, again ) and study to do and all that but wanted to write here because I need to claw myself back to art and this space it is such a big part of me and it’s been kicked out of me since the beginning of the end, well, began.

Make sense? Probably not.

I have been working on this very detail drawing in a smaller size because I don’t have a studio anymore ( no time and can’t afford it 🙁 ) but it’s a nice size to do because in a way it is making me think a lot more about composition and details as it is intimate. I’ve only completed about 4/5 of it and it has already taken me hours and hours. But jeez it is fantastic. It’s of a grass tree in Woowookarung inspired by this incredibly beautiful drawing by Eugene von Guerard. I came across it when looking into early artworks of Ballarat for my exhibition Overburden.

Hours and hours of work already. I get lost in there and it’s magical and I can overthink and not think.

Anyway, wanted to say hello and post this image of a lovely horse from Deans Marsh.