tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16979022154051127322024-03-13T09:53:50.648+10:00Art 2 Di ForArtist living in Hervey BayAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04647770695052592603noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1697902215405112732.post-43447652004653349852013-11-21T09:23:00.000+10:002013-11-21T09:23:24.440+10:00Ramblings of an artistI started painting again after a year's break following Starry Night. I fell back into it as if I had never stopped painting at all. I was so glad as sometimes I think that I will forget how to do something and then I think that that is just being "me". It is funny some of the thoughts that go through one's head as if driven by some unknown force that is unleashed and able to create either havoc or peace. These thoughts are known to drive sane men crazy and turn women into saints.<br />
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Studying the behaviour of people has not only been interesting but it has lead to my own soul searching experience making me more aware of how my own behaviour affects me and impacts on others. Suffering from depression and anxiety for most of my life became evident after having a breakdown four years ago and being diagnosed with major depression and chronic anxiety. The events over a three year period added up and finally broke me which is something that I am not proud of but I am human after all. I believe that a majority of human beings don't really want to own up to the fact that they can snap and break, even the strongest tree can break in the wildest storm.<br />
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Unfortunately, mental illness is still seen today as something to be ashamed of and something to hide from. I wish I could say that a lot has changed since the days of the "Bedlam" asylum but people who suffer from a mental illness are still judged as being unstable, unworthy and crazy. Our prison's and streets are becoming the new asylums of the 21st century where it is easier to lock "crazy" people away or make them homeless instead of giving them the help that they need. I don't mean to rant and rave and open myself up to criticism, so please forgive these ramblings, but unless we get rid of the stigma attached to mental illness and start helping people, what will become of our society?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04647770695052592603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1697902215405112732.post-44927047672305625722013-11-17T09:15:00.000+10:002013-11-21T08:43:25.991+10:00Starry Night by Van GoghI did this painting for my daughter for Christmas last year, it didn't take too long and I enjoyed the freedom of painting it in a loose style, similar to Van Gogh.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04647770695052592603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1697902215405112732.post-13431093845171816792013-11-16T11:46:00.000+10:002013-11-16T11:46:49.726+10:00Bachelor of Social Science (Behavioural Science Major)I haven't been here for quite some time, or so it seems. Time has moved quickly over the past three and a half years and studying externally through the University of Southern Queensland with my head constantly in a textbook has made it move even quicker. I have returned here to blog about my journey through University and beyond reflecting on how a middle aged woman managed to succeed in gaining a Bachelor's Degree where under normal circumstances would have quit and failed. <br />
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Yes, I have finally completed a Bachelor of Social Science majoring in Behavioural Science and minoring in Psychology. I would like to say that I enjoyed every minute of studying but that would be an exaggeration, even for me. The exam's were hard and stressful and, since I suffer from an exam phobia, I managed to pretty much stuff up every exam I ever attempted. Luckily I did well on the assignments and did not have to rely quite so much on passing exams to pass the course, otherwise I might still be studying for another 20 years. The courses were manageable in the beginning but gained confusing momentum as the years went by. I did enjoy the psychology units and also the two master units that I did on 'Child Abuse and Neglect' and 'Emotional and Behavioural Problems of Children and Adolescents' (which I passed with High Distinctions), but some of the courses were quite hard. <br />
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I sit here now quite pleased with myself that I actually managed to stick to something, and not quit like I normally do, after committing myself to something that turns out to be a lot harder than first thought. I will, of course, be looking for employment but until I do I will be working on drawing and painting for my own enjoyment and well earned therapy. I will also try to stick to this blog, similar to a journal of my journey through the rest of the challenges that I might encounter. <br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04647770695052592603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1697902215405112732.post-73375441558412440712010-02-14T09:38:00.002+10:002010-02-14T09:45:25.370+10:00Isn't it strange how there is so many people on the internet blogging. Why do they do it? I was wondering about it the other day, thinking about my own blog and wondering where it will end up.<br /><br />I watched Julie and Julia last night. What a wonderful film, made me hungry and made me want to update my blog, how silly. I agree with Julie, does anybody read these blogs? There must be thousands and thousands of them now on the net, probably hundreds of thousands or even millions?<br /><br />I am still waiting to start my degree, I didn't realise how boring my life really was until I thought about and how much I wanted to study, how strange!<br /><br />I suppose I could blog more often, maybe just voice my opinions, but do you really want to air your laundry or opinions on the net where anybody could read them? I will ponder this in more depth when I am not so bored.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04647770695052592603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1697902215405112732.post-13893072109110712212010-01-29T11:08:00.005+10:002010-01-29T11:19:11.836+10:00TIME FLIES WHEN YOUR HAVING FUN<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtAB-ue0eGh79HMwsWQSv0lGAJjAnbpgdkFCtrCeihXg2p7SS5k_AzG5FFsG2eOjETj5Fs_qtsRc7OZNYhbL-o7m_fCDBqUEeAulNS1C50QfLL6GOWcjp7sDprsWBwTjBlgS1RPt8YEl8/s1600-h/younggirl098.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431964767492264450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtAB-ue0eGh79HMwsWQSv0lGAJjAnbpgdkFCtrCeihXg2p7SS5k_AzG5FFsG2eOjETj5Fs_qtsRc7OZNYhbL-o7m_fCDBqUEeAulNS1C50QfLL6GOWcjp7sDprsWBwTjBlgS1RPt8YEl8/s400/younggirl098.jpg" /></a> <strong><span >I just had to draw this</span></strong></div><strong></strong><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="left">I can't believe that it is already 2010. So much has been happening that I have not even had time to update my poor hardly used blog.<br /><br /><br />I completed my Tertiary Preparation Program at the University of Southern Queensland with a High Distinction. I could not believe that I did as well as I did considering that I hated maths at school. Now I am waiting to start my Bachelor of Social Science, majoring in Behavioural Science and minoring in Psychology, I can't wait to start, but I have to wait until 1st of March.<br /><br />I have been drawing more than I have been painting. I would love to say that I miss it but funny enough I don't miss it that much, drawing has been my addiction lately. I will keep this blog as a crazy person's ramblings just to vent my frustration with my world.<br /><br />I hope that I am able to be on here more often if only to update my studies at University and occassionally add on extra drawing or whatever I may have completed while studying.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04647770695052592603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1697902215405112732.post-25784409355441896952009-08-01T09:50:00.004+10:002009-08-01T10:09:54.435+10:00All Work and No PaintWhat a hectic time I'm having at the moment, haven't been here for so long almost forgot I had a blog to update. I have put my painting/drawing on hold for a while so I may be able to study at University. I don't know how much I will be able to put on hold, I will try to do some painting, maybe once a week.<br /><br />Yes, I know, I'm crazy, but I have a plan. A long time ago in a land far far away, a little girl (we will call her Diana) decided she wanted to help people (why, we will never know). When she finished school and started working she decided to study Psychology by external studies. Of course, one thing led to another and she eventually settled down, got married and had children (so much for the studies or anything else after kids).<br /><br />Like so many other plans that were made, started and never completed, this plan went along the wayside with the others.<br /><br />Now that I have extra time on my hands (certainly not by choice), and the kids are able to function without me around 24/7, and because I am not feeling very motivated as I used to be with my painting and drawing, I have decided to go back and finish my studies. It's only been 20 something years, anyway, it's never too late to start something new and different in you life.<br /><br />Here is the thing, because I am not as young as I used to be and because I haven't studied in many many years, I have to do a Tertiary Preparation Program so I can get good grades (like in school) before I can start studying a Bachelor of Science (Psychology) or Bachelor of Behavioural Science (Psychology) either one will do and I will be able to go on to do what it is I have always wanted to do, yes, I want to become an Art Therapist (big in the US not so big in Aus but hoping it will be).<br /><br />Anyway, this is more typing I have done on here other than my assignments so I'm off. I will, of course, keep you updated with my busy little life (a lot busier than has been), and will keep this as a kind of journal for myself or anybody that can be bothered reading it.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04647770695052592603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1697902215405112732.post-47310920368916028422009-07-16T17:25:00.005+10:002009-07-16T17:30:55.548+10:00Another WIP: Ballet Shoes Drawing<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinHNn3qC1yycOhNua1n7wqMAhAF86n8Cz6GCweWoL5a9wzPF9WZgjiNkVfZjTfdXM0bD6TZLq8oui9OfBn0NhadEAL3Rjxjrdt0qwQ6wIt2QRfbZvmW0wL23W1ZndelHQL5oOvBflUCug/s1600-h/balletshoesWIP.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358956196672917314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinHNn3qC1yycOhNua1n7wqMAhAF86n8Cz6GCweWoL5a9wzPF9WZgjiNkVfZjTfdXM0bD6TZLq8oui9OfBn0NhadEAL3Rjxjrdt0qwQ6wIt2QRfbZvmW0wL23W1ZndelHQL5oOvBflUCug/s400/balletshoesWIP.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong> WIP: Ballet Shoes</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Graphite Pencil on A4 (297mm x 210mm) Sketchpaper</strong></div><br />Yes, another work in progress, nearly finished. I love the simplicity of the ballet shoes, never gets old.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04647770695052592603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1697902215405112732.post-6494416829292521062009-07-06T10:01:00.005+10:002009-07-06T10:19:19.828+10:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBEg3GS1VmU6-bNJVO9_c1g0WgNtJg-bwsuqdbpB-ZMB6bhlUkALrzyqF29nBIUse9nIMJKhGjsIPf7E9CCqEM4MJeIzNWXCBJvxrspQWqqlH1Bg_P-OalWrbUWPIh8cmir2DeIqc5sO0/s1600-h/My+Green+Frog2a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355130921436703762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBEg3GS1VmU6-bNJVO9_c1g0WgNtJg-bwsuqdbpB-ZMB6bhlUkALrzyqF29nBIUse9nIMJKhGjsIPf7E9CCqEM4MJeIzNWXCBJvxrspQWqqlH1Bg_P-OalWrbUWPIh8cmir2DeIqc5sO0/s400/My+Green+Frog2a.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong>Green Froggy No.1</strong></div><div align="center">Acrylic on Matboard</div><div align="center">19cm x 13cm</div><br />This is a painting I did just to see if I could paint on the offcuts of Matboard. I had quite a lot of offcuts given to me for free from the local framers. I didn't have a clue what to do with them, so I thought I should try a painting experiment. The results from the experiment was great, after the painting was completely dry I gave it a couple of quick sprays of varnish to bring out the colours. So far none of the paintings have warped or faded (I finished this one several months ago). I have kept this painting because it's one of my favourites.<br /><br />I love Green Tree Frogs and I have lots in my garden in summer. I have taken quite a few digital photos and love to paint them. I hope you like them too.<br /><br />I will be painting a lot more on the matboards. L'ermitage below is another matboard painting.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04647770695052592603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1697902215405112732.post-20230837528742129922009-07-04T08:13:00.004+10:002009-07-04T08:19:44.280+10:00Murray River Painting<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVSYeClB3GIW6UudT3Kj5RGJZbLkCa-ni9gaw6A3jJf-Cd2UcWT2MT7dvlpfwjNqfVbv3y2HFr5klfpX3lBCQe0SjQQNeTPkSLkVbyW7RNMJyPOjHs_fQq-_40vsRaI8q6AQhsPI6kMyw/s1600-h/murrayriverjourney.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354360856067344946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVSYeClB3GIW6UudT3Kj5RGJZbLkCa-ni9gaw6A3jJf-Cd2UcWT2MT7dvlpfwjNqfVbv3y2HFr5klfpX3lBCQe0SjQQNeTPkSLkVbyW7RNMJyPOjHs_fQq-_40vsRaI8q6AQhsPI6kMyw/s400/murrayriverjourney.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong>Murray River Journey</strong></div><div align="center">Oil on Gesso Board</div><div align="center">60cm x 43cm</div><br />This is a painting I painted back in 2004, the year my mother died. Its was the last painting that she ever saw completed. I have never been able to part with it and it hangs proudly in the lounge room at my house.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04647770695052592603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1697902215405112732.post-40015599463852865412009-07-03T10:06:00.013+10:002009-07-06T10:20:34.368+10:00L'ermitage (a copy of a poster by Paul Berthon)<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp2tEmwo1Nvtap7TZo1GtRn9ZBl8xU0lyTh4gYtVLaJFSgnqMnIPlQI5MCeXYuKT3L8aL2Us-0-sLQ_IsFPiDb6rNnsourMrmAKDmKuLeVM8IPBbqcdpbWYLMuArtnbt_M2UbPhel57Eo/s1600-h/Art+Nouveau+Pic1092.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354029254470871138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp2tEmwo1Nvtap7TZo1GtRn9ZBl8xU0lyTh4gYtVLaJFSgnqMnIPlQI5MCeXYuKT3L8aL2Us-0-sLQ_IsFPiDb6rNnsourMrmAKDmKuLeVM8IPBbqcdpbWYLMuArtnbt_M2UbPhel57Eo/s400/Art+Nouveau+Pic1092.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong>Art Nouveau Pic (L'ermitage)</strong> <div align="center">Acrylic on Matboard</div><div align="center">19cm x 13cm </div><br /></div><div align="center"><br />This is a copy of an Art Nouveau poster by Paul Berthon. I love how the woman looks, so surreal and beautiful, so far away.<br /><br /></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04647770695052592603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1697902215405112732.post-84733184183006074712009-07-02T11:02:00.007+10:002009-07-02T11:30:50.165+10:00Some of my Paintings<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji2_16CqwpHueYRpOQqAU2bzv212-WwqD1kBlJKbtkJKHDgycOV5uxcH_0b75aBCr7MRvJ00Rhmt0_FZZCrjXyyNu0CramM7n1iz_VRIhsLKQAh-GF2Wwdryre7zr7MngUmokjQ3qkSPM/s1600-h/torquaypierqld.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353662483975537810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji2_16CqwpHueYRpOQqAU2bzv212-WwqD1kBlJKbtkJKHDgycOV5uxcH_0b75aBCr7MRvJ00Rhmt0_FZZCrjXyyNu0CramM7n1iz_VRIhsLKQAh-GF2Wwdryre7zr7MngUmokjQ3qkSPM/s320/torquaypierqld.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong>Torquay Pier</strong></div><div align="center">Oil on Gesso Board (framed)</div><div align="center">47cm x 39cm</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div></div><div>This is a painting I finished last year for an exhibition. It is of Torquay Pier, Hervey Bay about 5 minutes from where I live (yes, I am lucky). Unfortunately it didn't win but it was admired by many, it is still for sale so if anybody is interested!!.</div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>I love the ocean and the beauty of my surroundings. I intend to do a lot more local scenery paintings. I will post more as I do them. </div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Today isn't too bad for winter, about 25 degree's C and very sunny with blue skies all around, who can complain about this?</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04647770695052592603noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1697902215405112732.post-71783830469550056382009-06-30T14:55:00.003+10:002009-06-30T15:05:46.470+10:00My Daughter JessicaWhat can I say? My daughter Jessica... smart, beautiful, hard working and most of the time very, very annoying. She is 23 now and not getting any older, 23 going on 12, but I love her terribly and hope she loves me too.<br /><br />One of her greatest pastimes is Soccer. Friday nights at the soccer grounds. Last friday a full on soccer game, she thought she had broken her foot, 4 hours up the hospital and no x-ray people, come back the next day they said. Saturday at the hospital again, 6 hours this time and x-ray showed no breaks...woo hoo. She went to work but alas the foot was not getting any better, back to the hospital again. She was told that it was badly bruised and contused but would be okay in a few weeks.. WEEKS!!!.<br /><br />Had to share this with everyone....not sure why, probably because I had nothing much else to write.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04647770695052592603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1697902215405112732.post-37305433308393632022009-06-30T09:26:00.003+10:002009-06-30T09:30:22.287+10:00What am I Doing?Thought I would try to at least post something to see what it looks like. I intend to post my most updated paintings and drawings (and a few old one's as well).<br /><br />I know that most blogs are updated everyday and I doubt very much if that will happen with me but I will give it a go.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04647770695052592603noreply@blogger.com1