Saturday, August 31, 2013

Love yourself

Paul Gauguin

"Love yourself first and everything else falls into line. You really have to love yourself to get anything done in this world."

- Lucille Ball


Sydney Long

"My bones whisper to my blood; my sleep deceives me.
This motion is larger than air; wider than water;
Fly, fly, spirit. A strange shape nestles in my nerves.
Whisper back to me, wit. Im ready to be alive."

- Theodore Roethke - In the Lap of a Dream

Sunday, August 25, 2013


"Double Portrait with a glass of wine" 
Marc Chagall

"Your words are my food, your breath my wine."
― Sarah Bernhardt


"Victory"  (1902)  Phoebe Anna Traquair

"I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body."
Pablo Neruda - Sonnet XVII

Ode to Klimt

"Ode to Klimt"  Gustav Klimt

There is nothing that special to see when looking at me. I'm a painter who paints day in day out, from morning till evening - figure pictures and landscapes, more rarely portraits.

― Gustav Klimt

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

100 Love Sonnets

Art by Sandra Bierman

“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.” 
Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets


Rupert Charles Wulsten Bunny

“Among those whom I like or admire, I can find no common denominator, but among those whom I love, I can; all of them make me laugh.”
― W.H. Auden


Dancer and Tambourine - Edgar Degas
"Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame!"
― William Butler Yeats

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Pam Hawkes

The Players II

Storytelling, myths and religious iconography show us the possibilities of change, alchemical transmutations from the mundane life we lead. Through traditional imagery, text materials and painting methodology my work invite a questioning of the ideal. Paintings that hint at the seduction of beauty, jewels and brocades cocoons then binds us into a misplaced serenity.

Pam Hawkes. 2012

Icon I

Intimate Domains

The Players I

Behind the Scene

Follow me

Still Here



Terra Incognita

Warrior I

Warrior II

Last Stand

At first glance the rich,dark colours and muted gleam of gold leaf are reminiscent of grand Rennaissance portraits, but a second look reveals a vulnerability in the sitterswhich is at odds with their formal pose. Pam Hawkes's mind is steeped in illuminated manuscrpts and religious iconography which transmits into striking images of today. She loves the idea of stillnes, so often personified by the Virgin in paintings of the Annunciation throughout the ages, but many of the women in her portraits betray agitation behind the apparent tranquility.

Mary Rose Beaumont. June 2010 


Swept Away

Night Music


Stories of  Desire IV

The Game

The Impossibilities of Falling

The sense of innocence

Tracing Mythologies III

Unfinished Story

Pam is particularly interested in the notion of the picture frame and how the frame can interact with the image and has become an integral part of the work….She constantly plays with ambiguity, text may or may not refer to the image,and the subjects themselves are fairly androgynous, opening up a whole range of sexual interpretation and mixed meaning. The sitters are stylised and although they may be family and friends, this is not portraiture as you and I know it.
They are knowingly idealised, in a way that plays with a notion that there is no ideal family unit. Indeed, like her characters within the frame we too are trapped within a world that is not exactly of our own choosing. They are bound in a realm of domesticity. The fabric and the folds, the wallpaper effect and the use of household implements such as cloth and sponges in technique, all point to an artist who is fully aware that the home is not necessarily where the heart is.

Benjamin Austin. 2007

Battle in the Heavens

William Dyce -  Francesca da Rimini 1837 (Detail)

“Watch out for intellect,

because it knows so much it knows nothing

and leaves you hanging upside down,

mouthing knowledge as your heart

falls out of your mouth.”
Anne Sexton - The Complete Poems


Battle in the Heavens  

Nicolas Roerich - Battle in the Heavens  (1912)

“You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore. ”

― William Faulkner

Oriental Poppies

Laura Muntz Lyall - Oriental Poppies

“One word
Frees us of all the weight and pain of life:
That word is love.”

― Sophocles


Magic - Gulacsy Lajos (1907)

" Kiss a lover,
Dance a measure,
Find your name
And buried treasure.
Face your life,
Its pain,
Its pleasure,
Leave no path untaken."

Neil Gaiman - The Graveyard Book

Thursday, August 8, 2013

The Talking Oak

Maxfield Parrish - Jason and the Talking Oak (1910)


Be at peace with your own soul
then heaven & earth will be at peace with you.

Enter eagerly into the treasure
house that is within you,

And you will see the things that are in heaven,
for there is but one single entry to them both.

The ladder that leads to the Kingdom
is hidden within your soul...

Dive into yourself and in your soul
and you will discover the stairs
by which to ascend.

- St. Isaac of Syria (circa 7th century)
Nestorian monk from Beth Abhe on the Persian Gulf
Bishop of Nineveh (circa 660-680) -

The Sower 

Van Gogh, The Sower (1888)

Let us ask forgiveness of the Earth
For all our sins against her:
For our violence and poisonings
Of her beauty.
Let us remember within us
The ancient clay,
Holding the memory of seasons,
The passion of the wind,
The fluency of water,
The warmth of fire,
The quiver-touch of the sun
And shadowed sureness of the moon.
That we may awaken,
To live to the full
The dream of the Earth
Who chose us to emerge
And incarnate its hidden night
In mind, spirit, and light.
- John O'Donohue, from: In Praise of the Earth


Territory (1957) by René Magritte

"Nothing ever goes away until it teaches us what we need to know.”
- Pema Chodron