Mother Nature’s hands, soft and powerful. With great swoops, she brings worlds into being. Creating, changing, gently healing.
Crushing and breaking walls to reveal the potential, she cannot be contained.
She seeks to bring new life and nurture the now.
Mother Nature’s Hands, gently rolling, stroking, stirring, holding. The ingredients, desire and knowing stirred into the fire of love.
There’s a desire an eruption for a being deep inside of me that’s coming closer and closer to the surface, ready to burst through with breathtaking awe.
This force and spirit wants to experience coming into being, it wants to come to life.
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I want to break down the walls of this world, break down the walls of the spaces that surround us to reveal the bliss that awaits.
Behind the veil there is so much more, so much room to breathe, to dive in to, like how a child charges at play.
Mother Nature’s hands, are fearless, ready and prepared for anything.
Waiting, is she ever, really, still?
‘Mother Nature’s Hands’ are the creative evolution of my ‘Botanical hands’. Somewhat a precusor to the the initial forms, it’s as if they’re what were before they grow into the organic colours and shapes of my first collection. The scale of these paintings bring me joy through movement. Creating these shapes with my limbs and moving broadly, is as if it were a dance.
Visit Atria Watford to see Mother Nature’s Hands up close and experience what they’re creating.
