i hope this post finds you all well and beginning to indulge in this lovely christmas season. i can personally guarantee that our house is bedecked and besparkled and most of all, betwinkled. i really don't know any other inanimate object that can make me happier than twinkling lights.
to get some rest in preparation for this mad season we are off to whangamata beach for the weekend with friends. delightful. but before we head off (mark is waiting patiently, watching cricket) i have to show these paintings!
for quite some time now i have been raving on at hubby about how our favourite nz-queen-elect, ruth phipps, is actually the most phenomenal artist. really really. then we were honored to be invited to the opening night of her exhibition, which was done in collaboration with other clever clogs kiwi artists.
i love artists. i really do. i think the sun shines out of the bottom of a person who can create something that makes you stop and stare and feel richer just for looking. i know my photos do NOT do ruths art pieces any justice, so i have taken these from her website! ha. they are too good for my lack of camera skills to slay them.
ruths paintings are based on the concept of linen, precious heirlooms passed down from mother to daughter. to convey this she used oil on linen.
what i really enjoyed about these pieces, and you will see what i mean, is how perfectly ruth conveyed the different folds of fabric in the paintings. sensational!!! seeing these works in person was actually quite spiritual. i don't say that lightly. being in bed is a big thing to me, with both trying to get to sleep and trying to wake up being something my dna didnt gear me to do so well. seeing these peaceful paintings focused on bed linen was cathartic.
now, i will let them speak for themselves.
love love love!
see...told you so. beautiful.