The Artist and Her Art
‘Little Big Woman’
A Journey of Discovery
A Story of Resilience
‘In the Beginning….’
Pencils, paint and plasticine – I used them all making art when I was a child at school and at home. I loved colour – the primaries and secondaries; and the stronger, brighter and deeper the better. I also loved textures – thick and oozing, running, dripping or watery. The different combinations presented opportunities for experimentation that remain exciting and pleasurable. But despite forays into different media, processes and styles there remained a significant constant in my artwork – the subject – people.
I have always had a fascination with the human condition – faces in particular. My fascination with faces was simple, they were the open page by which to read emotions and reading emotions was important as a matter of survival. It was people’s faces – their expressions – that told me where I stood. Acceptance, rejection, malevolence and mirth are communicated in a fleeting glance or penetrating stare and I have been the subject of them all. But my experience is common to those with an exceptional corporeality, an unusual physical being – disability.
My disability is achondroplasia dwarfism, or what is sometimes referred to as disproportionate dwarfism; or as I like to refer to myself as – ‘Little Big Woman’.
I studied art for my HSC and though I only returned to studying art at a tertiary level much later in my life, I never lost the fascination and pure enjoyment of making images of people.