The creative process …

I frequently write to make sense of an experience, and sometimes I engage the right side of my brain to express myself with colour, shape, and texture.

This particular piece began in September 2025 …

Standing infront of an empty white canvas, with a paintbrush in hand, I began to channel the spirit of my inner artist, wondering how to paint a story.

I was thinking about the call OUT to adventure, some of my experiences in the UK, and how I often felt like Alice in Wonderland.

🌀𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ⏱️🐇་༘࿐🎩🗝️⋆𖦹°‧★♔♥️♕♣️♖♦️♗♠️♘

I painted the canvas black, and a rainbow circle appeared, making me think about the first painting I ever painted (it’s the image in the middle with Chinese writing). I felt compelled to paint it when I was separated from my husband, raising (3) tweens, studying to be a nurse, and I was in the middle of a (6) week clinical placement, in a mental health clinic.

Acknowledging the challenges of another significant shift in my relationship with SELF, I began to think about the shitty stuff that happens, and I painted brown skid marks on the rainbow. Deciding the colours felt way too bright, I used a sponge to splodge more brown paint over the rainbow, because I prefer the earthy tones of a dirty rainbow anyways.

… but it needed some sparkle ✨️

I sprinkled gold glitter around the outside, then added gold stars, and thought it was done, but a few days later I painted a gold swirl, and thought about how often I felt lost in a spinning vortex, seeking gold on a path of less resistance.

Like Dorothy – following the yellow brick road was about finding my way home.

I sprinkled gold glitter on the path for texture, but it didn’t look or feel right, so I painted over the whole thing. Now it was just a gold canvas with nothing much to say, and it sat like that for days, until I decided …

Fuck it …. I’ll just start again 🤷‍♀️

I thought about Alice falling down the rabbit hole, and felt inspired to paint my interpretation of an earthy burrow. I thought about the precious gem stones buried deep in the earth, and the signs, and symbols that frequently synchronised on my path. The dandelion wish clock, the spiral, Tesla’s universal key 3 – 6 – 9, and the alignment of stars.

… but the painting needed a character.

Although I have plenty of creative expression, I don’t have much artistic talent, so I created an image with the help of an app, and I placed my SELF into the painting, wearing rainbow socks.

When it felt finished, I thought …

Life is like a blank canvas of possibilities, and we are the artist with unlimited potential. We are the creators with the power to design a masterpiece, through the choices we make, and the dreams we bring to life. We are not limited to the colours on our tray because mixing (2) colours creates a new colour. We are the directors of light within the grey, and our challenges brings texture to our art.

✨️💖💥❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥💫💔💩🌀 ࣪˖ ִֶָ⏱️🐇☆་༘࿐ 🎨👩🏻‍🎨

We are a living, and breathing expression of our creativity because EVERYTHING we do, say, and create becomes a reflection of our inner world. That’s why I believe the human experience is a masterpiece in motion, and we are ALL here to be a creative expression of our most meaningful experiences.

Alchemy is the ultimate creative act – It’s the process of turning the lead of everyday struggles, raw emotions, and chaotic thoughts into the gold of profound expression. When we create, we are acting as an alchemist—transmuting human experience into something that moves the soul.

Alchemy is the spirit of my inner artist 💫