![]() After several years of travelling and painting through mainland Europe, New Zealand and the UK, starting this website and blog is a new adventure for me. I'm planning to write about some of my favourite things, like the intricacies of language, the magic of colour and line and how these can capture the fragile beauty of our earth home. Words, storytelling, poetry, painting and exploring the natural world are all passions of mine, so rather than trying to choose between them, I thought I'd roll them up together and see what happens.... It is said that the Innuit have 100 words for snow.Words can tune us into the subtleties of the natural world, which otherwise we might (literally) not be able to recognise. So here's a new word I learned recently- 'smirr': a dialect for the sort of very fine, misty, mizzly rain, which soaks you to the skin, almost without you realising it...the sort of weather we often have here in the UK in fact. It suggests a combination of murk and mist, as well as rain. I love this kind of weather, and find it very comforting for some reason (but maybe only when I'm indoors, looking out). And this picture I painted last year, based on many rainy beach walks, in different parts of the world....
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