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Project 1

Acrylic, 610mm x 910mm

 I was a late arrival to the art world and it's hard to shake that sense of being an outsider looking in.

An early and favourite role model was the late Sir Peter Siddel. He painted realistic architectural urban scenes set against a uniquely NZ landscape. Yet he wasn't afraid to allow memory and subjectivity play a part.

We all need people to look up to and inspire us to keep going. 

Here we look in on the red chaise again. It is some time later than the first painting but also earlier than the last.

#12 the artist's studio

Giclee Print

All prints are giclée quality – the best digital print technology available. Archival inks, cold press watercolour paper and colour correction by industry experts from Copyart, Richmond,. Your artwork will be checked and packed into a tube ready to be framed by you.

Limited edition full size print $400 inc p&p in NZ

One of a signed limited edition of 50

Printed area 610mm x 910mm with 20mm border

If you want a different size, please use contact page for a custom size and price.


Original Available $3,050

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  the artist's studio  




Auckland 2019 Mary


Ever since finding the returned love letter from Great Aunt Enid, Mary had made progress with her genealogy project. All her grandparents had died before she was born and neither parent had spent much time talking about their past. But the UK census records had been invaluable in tracking down details. She was sure her father’s father had died before they left the UK in 1958, but his death certificate said 1965. That was the first mystery to solve.


Then there was the biggest shock of her life when her mum’s solicitor told them there was a trust fund of sixteen million dollars. Her mother had left them one of her letters explaining all that she herself knew. Of course why her father hadn’t declared his inheritance was another mystery she would try to throw light on.


Elinor’s older brothers who had gone to live in Kenya after the second world war, had always been deemed as “lost” and there was a sense of family skeletons in the closet. However everything was being opened up now and Mary was curious. They would be lucky to be alive now but they probably had children. Was it worth trying to trace them? Another lead if she chose to unravel it. 





The death of two great uncles in the Great War had been a fact of her life but not something she had ever given much thought to. Now she was trawling through records from World War 1 and seeking out photos of the lost boys’ regiments from heritage sharing websites. They would only have been in their early twenties.  And her grandfather would have born the weight of being the only surviving son. How might that have changed him? Digging into the past had been very therapeutic. There

were more questions than answers but she would get there. Yet what to do with this new knowledge? Perhaps Ellie would have some ideas.


Ellie always had ideas. They bubbled up and burst out of her. She had lost her spark after Max was born, but it was coming back.  Ellie’s imagination was captured by it all, and whereas her mum was interested in writing down the stories, she immediately thought of the visual side and what they could do with the photos just for starters. 


And so a budding artist refound her creative energy and a care-worn doctor found a new passion for social history.  

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