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"Maggie"
12" x 12" pastel on pastelmat

[When I was a young child, my siblings and I used to visit my grandparent's house in Cape Jervis (South Australia) where they had "adopted" a magpie, named Maggie. This magpie would visit them every day, hang out with them, and be fed mince. I've always related the magpies early morning calls to staying at my grandparents house. This piece is dear to my heart as it symbolises those precious memories]

I was always "the kid who could draw". As a young child, you could give me some toilet paper rolls, egg cartons and some craft glue and I'd be set for days. During primary school, I was the kid who rocked up to school with a colourful poster filled with drawings and fancy block lettering... for my maths homework. In High School, I would find any excuse to spend my day in the art/design rooms, even if I was supposed to be in another class... I would sit at the back of the art room and draw. I even started selling graphite portrait commissions and advertised my business by putting pamphlets in letterboxes and hanging up flyers at my local supermarkets and community noticeboards. My art teacher had suggested that I could potentially make art...