Paintings, I’d like to use lights. No, I wouldn’t. I like lights but I cannot see the reason in such a mad world for playing with something that functions quite happily as it is. Fools labour.

I do see the point in creating things that resonate with the soul. That puts important things back in the center stage. Things that nod to the things that made us smile, remember and care. A lot of things to pinpoint.

I’m not sure they would be the same things for each person. we are made up of many different memories and our histories are all different. That’s why I am drawn to portraiture as a way of explaining the world.

My job as a mother is to feed, nurture and survive the processes and challenges. Not that I’m perfect, I often feel like a complete failure. The Louise Bourgeois quote resonates through my head closely followed by Tracey Emin’s thoughts on motherhood and her wonderings of whether she should or shouldn’t have.

I’ve learned to ask and listen to the best.

Research, research, research. The three Rs

Food, sleep, & health . The nest. How to paint that?

Technology should be helping us, but when I see what people do with it, I sigh.

The commercial world is feeding back into humanity, but only when the marketing department or commercial sees an angle for gain.

Poles and ladders…. ah, so snakes and ladders is a game for a child that has a teaching purpose.

I will paint a cake, (breaking bread) an eye and LeMay on the keyboard (or maybe a pattern of that )and see where I go or what comes up.

Utopias. jigsaws. Lurk. Embu an image into the mind’s eye that resonates and revisits/haunts.

It’s rather Ratatouille if you know the film.

May be write a story.

Other mediums to explore.

Ooo The nest. ……Stop! Next post find pictures for this ramble.