Chillin out

Xmas 2013 is now out of the way and its back to the wonderful challenges of painting, design and thought.

Tripping lightly over the concepts of Paintings, T Shirts and Websites a brainwave hit me with the force of a Tsunami. “Of course!” I muttered to myself as I looked at the wardrobes brimming full of paintings left undone, unframed or forgotten simply because they were. I was remembering the frames created for paintings done by Jonathan Madzinga of the Gold Coast Art School, and, as thought does, one thing leads to another and I had an epiphany. Take one tea tray, plonk a couple of abstracts in the middle and voila! We now have abstract in a shadow box! From there my imagination ran into overdrive, multitudes of ideas swimming as tadpoles in murky water,  swimming here there and everywhere, looking for direction until a prototype was born,

Shadow Box

Next stop was the freezer where there was an amassed array of unused oil paint, “This could be fun.”

Another project I have in my sights over the holiday period is Project 7. The Plan? Begin work on the figures, highlighting their lumps and bumps. Once again the ever faithful anatomy and physiology book will be utilised while defining the purpose of each muscle, tendon, and ligament, figuring out how they are represented in each pose. Not an easy task as I found out in may last painting now known as ‘Leap of Faith’.

Project 7

Project 7

They say everything comes in threes, and so it does. Is anyone able to help please? I have been doing lots of research on Optimal Search Engine Marketing Strategy for my new website and to be perfectly honest, its doing my head in.

Perhaps I should take a leaf out of this fella’s book,


Well that’s it for this week, have a great New Year and be careful out there.

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About Ellis Burgess

A number of people have said that ‘it’ (whatever ‘it’ is) is in Ellis’s genes and to some extent they may be correct. Her grandmother painted and so did her mother. Marge Barley started painting when she was 9 years old and achieved some acclaim in New Zealand. In turn, her mother, Ellis’s Grandmother started much later in life more from compulsion than conscious desire. Ten years ago a well-intentioned friend shoved a paintbrush into Ellis’s clenched fist, forcefully moving her hand between paint pot and paper until it moved of its own volition in a frenetic frenzy attended by a torrent of tears born of bewilderment and frustration, unaware of the wild colour patterning the fury within. Ellis’s mother had passed away three years earlier from Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. From these inauspicious beginnings Ellis began to paint, and for a short time attended classes at the Hamilton Society of Arts in New Zealand. Seven years ago, Ellis and her husband moved to the Gold Coast where she met Stephen Buntrock of the Gold Coast Art School. With his encouragement, painting became more than just something to do. It became a passion. Another passion is dance. Ellis loves the musical synergy of movement, the human form working with rhythm mood and emotion, sensing the freedom as the dancer soars across the floor with effortless ease. Like a lot of little girls, she was sent off to ballet in a somewhat desperate attempt by her grandfather to stop her stomping around the house. Eleven years later Ellis was selected to dance with NZ Ballet Company in a season of the Nutcracker. Did Ellis stop stomping? No. Ballet was to be her life; that was until she met the man of her dreams. Never the less, ballet has featured in much of her adult life by way of teaching and outlets of involvement. Ellis quickly discovered another outlet was painting. She spent a long time pondering on the skill set required to achieve her vision; how to portray the artistry of movement, the musicality and rhythm of dance, and the genius of the human form on canvas. Attempting different techniques, she learnt she is not an illustrator, but a painter who gravitated towards free movement. In her quieter moments Ellis often wonders what her mother would say if she were still here, left only with her paintings languishing against the wall. As an apprentice in the art of painting Ellis hopes the path ahead will be clear, perhaps meander elegantly at her will. Maybe it will broaden out to a huge piazza where she may sit for a long while, then later choose the many paths that transverse the piazza or continue again down the main road.

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