Ruby specialises in galaxies.
Watercolour shapes and galaxies.
Delicate pastel watercolour shapes with fluid interiors and defined edges…
Niece Ruby is thirteen. She’s found her artist medium and content. For now.
The labour of love,
the neural pathway-powering concentration,
the exquisite immersion in detail.
The calm, the absorption, the creativity, the flow.
Not for her the formulaic, dehydrated art education on offer in many early high school classes.
For her, the uniqueness of it.
The specific layering of materials.
Watercolour brilliants, an aquabrush, a facial tissue, some glue, a white pen.
It doesn’t take much space to be a slender thirteen year old expanding ever-outwards into interplanetary dream play.
Her mum adds a teacup, an earth, a teapot. Ruby decorates it.
I come in,