Curve Balls and Plot Twists

2020 has been bloody biblical! I keep referring to it as ‘the apocalypse’ or a scene from The Walking Dead. I don’t mean to make light of the Covid 19 situation but am still in a state of shock. I recently shared a post saying ‘buy art now so you can look at something other than toilet roll’. Light humour is one of may greatest coping mechanisms but the reality of what is going on is no joke. I have been in isolation for the last week and have family working on the front line of NHS. I have been amazed by the community spirit of facebook groups offering to provide for people in isolation and going out of their way to help strangers. Faith in humanity restored!

Unsurprisingly I will be cancelling many of my up and coming exhibitions but the creativity output will continue! I am still taking commissions and able to use couriers to deliver orders. I have received some fantastic feedback lately in the form of testimonials which I had to share.

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Neuro-Insurgent Horizons
Commission Feedback 'First Kiss' Oil Pastels
First Kiss by Hannah Aria

Priceless Treasures- My Greatest Creation

‘My Greatest Creation’ debuted at Art Fair East in 2018 and is now a contending submission for The Royal Academy Summer Exhibition 2020. The story behind the work:

At 18 years old I had been living alone in hostel (homeless) accommodation for 2 years and had some how managed to stay in school. I remember at 16, going out all night with my friends then returning to the hostel to shower and change before catching the bus to school (having had no sleep). 6th Form was better and I was studying Art and Performance Studies which I loved. Lancaster University had given me a conditional offer to study Art and Performing Arts which was my escape route from the poverty trap. My impulsive nature meant that I didn’t always make the best choices; often looking for love in all the wrong places. Needless to say that when I found out I was pregnant it was quite a shock. I knew that I would be bringing this child up alone and my hopes for a ‘better life’ seemed to have been shattered.

Despite the ‘Oh Shit’ moment, the idea of a tiny human growing inside me filled me with surprising wonder. I had an early scan at 8 weeks and saw what looked like a bean with a tiny heart beat. No arms or legs or anything just a blob. My blob. I fell in love at that moment. I know this is not everyone’s experience and I am certainly in no position to judge but I was blessed to have had such a strong bond from the beginning. Termination was simply not an option in my mind, so I considered this an ‘Eastenders style’ plot twist.

16 years later I can honestly say that my son is such a precious gift. Life was hard, I won’t lie but I kept moving forward. The University of life taught me some valuable lessons and eventually I did pursue higher education. I look back and see where I’ve come from and what a great future lies ahead.

This piece of art is not what some would assume to be a publicity stunt or shock tactics. Its my treasure, my story, my gold. Priceless not overpriced!

I made a large canvas and painted a heart upon it, then cut the canvas into tiny pieces and arranged them around the resin encapsulated pregnancy test. I embellished it with gold and iridescent pigments and poured out the clear resin to coat and capture it forever. The word survivor is engraved on a piece of metal in the centre. We are more than survivors we are blessed and the future is, as it always was, bright.

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