About DeborahJ47

I was born into a dysfunctional and chaotic family residing in a small northern Ontario community in April of 1961.  Given the way I chose to announce my presence to the world, is it any wonder that I cop an attitude every now and then and tell the world to kiss my butt! You see I was a full breach baby and came out bum first!

 

Part of what makes me who I am is my ability to take a look at the bigger picture and see events from several perspectives. This often helps to resolve any problems and/or difficulties when I take the time to see it from another person’s point of view.  Granted though, I’m not always successful and do sometimes shoot straight from the hip.  I’ve also been known to not sugarcoat my words, but to say it like it is, from my understanding and/or knowledge of things.  Therefore, learning to be more diplomatic and tactful is touch and go at times.  I tend to look for solutions to a problem rather than focus on the problem itself.

 

I am more comfortable taking part in deep discussions solving world problems, than I am talking about recipes, discussing the weather, or general chitchat.  It is my belief that you can never acquire too much knowledge and I make an effort to learn something new every day.

 

Self-taught as an artist, I have only been painting for 2-1/2 years.  I enjoy bringing vivid colours to life and  I am always surprised by what appears on the canvas since I never set out to paint something specific.  Rather, I paint what I am feeling at the time. Some of the mindscapes I’ve created feel as though you can walk right into them, while some of the darker pieces deal with what I feel to be life’s injustices and social issues that need to be addressed – at least to my mind.  I’m pleased to say that several of my paintings now find themselves in places such as England, Scotland, Australia, New York, Channel Islands, across Canada and I’m preparing for my next exhibit.

 

I’ve never been one to require many people around me and I will not compromise who I am to meet someone else’s expectation of who (in their mind) I should be.  

 

My thoughts,

 

Deborah

 

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