Paintings have begun making friends in their new clothes.
It’s been a while since I’ve had an epiphany, but change is definitely in the air. A few months back the combination of having TOO MUCH OF MY OWN ART and having ready access to left-over spray-paints and gloss paint (that was being chucked out from Damien Hirst’s studio) provoked me to start tossing the… Continue reading A COVER UP OF THE PAST
In Diplomat Magazine, May 2018
I grew up in a carpenters workshop – my mum made extra money by painting on pine furniture that my step father had made. Decades later, having toyed with the odd painted cupboard, I am wondering whether paintings aren’t altogether better presented on a three dimensional object. Here is my first tester. It’s not-very-imaginatively called… Continue reading Furniture as a canvas
I’ve made 20 paintings in the past few months. Exhausted, but I’m enjoying a new style – something closer to my 1980s Bristol roots. At the moment the majority of works are for sale through an arts publishing house (Creative Fine Arts), but I have also made one special one in a slightly different style (“Look… Continue reading Caz Art
“Weird and Wonderful” the local newspaper called it. This is the exhibition that sneaked up on a small town and helped launch its annual arts festival in style. The creators of this show are a modest, unassuming bunch who usually work in the shadows of another, let’s be honest, more famous artist. Unused to the limelight… Continue reading STAFF ONLY Exhibition Review – Stroud
I’ve been looking through old sketchbooks and notebooks lately. I’m sad that I don’t really keep an active sketchbook these days, but I’m very pleased that I did in the past – especially as a young woman. Here a self portrait made in Israel aged about 21, having recently lost my first husband. To say… Continue reading The diary of an artist: Israel 1991