I have been painting and drawing as long as I can remember, proudly producing them to my parents for approval, my parent's never seemed interested or supported my passion for art or anything else for that matter, as long as I was well dressed, fed and obedient.
At the age of 6 I was given a old camera from my oldest sister, which I utterly adored but again my parents where not keen to pay for the processing so it was only at the age of 13 when I had my own part time job and cheap processing was available via the post that my passion for photography took off and from then on you will never find me without a camera to hand.
Leaving School in 1991 I did my exams one day and went into full time employment, I had no option.
I worked 7 days a week from 5am till 6pm earning £1 an hour, sounds madness now!
It was only many years later I was able to do a art foundation course and then a art course in Hampshire but once more support encouragement wasn't there, I really did feel like I was wasting my time, there's only so many rejects a person can take before giving up hope.
In 2005 I moved to Wales my health was stable and it seemed this was a good time to grow some roots but within 3 months, I was in a wheel chair and I have pretty much lost the will to continue, I wasn't depressed, just exhausted from constantly fighting for survival.
The village community centre ran accredited courses with a very good tutor, I was so scared and nervous but I joined the class, slowly with brilliant tutoring skills I was taught the technique I always lacked and there came a release all those frustrated times I couldn't project the images in my mind on to canvas.
In life I get very little support, my health has lost me my friends and family. The ability to get out the way I used to means chances of making new friends, seeking new social circles is almost impossible however the Internet means that I can share my work via Facebook / twitter / blogger. It is lovely to hear nice comments and praise but at times they feel hollow, like a kinder surprise without a toy in the middle!
It seems a woe of every artist, self doubt and because my restrictions I guess I feel them more however I am not weak or feeble. I have a strong persona, like a phoenix I will always rise from the ashes.
Most of all I need is some real support, a fairy godmother to sweep in and take control.. failing that a miracle will do!
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There are always questions people ask me, here are some of the answers...
Why is your name Supercosmic?
When I was a child I was always called by my pet name boo boo! The cosmic name started by my dearest friend Annette, because I always wore glitter and sparkly vintage jewellery, I have always had a unique style in my clothes and attitude to life. so for a short time I was called 'cosmic boo' It was only when I was learning to walk again that I was given the title 'Super' and thus for almost a decade I use my name, proudly as a reward because I won, I was not defeated!
What Inspires you to paint?
I have a thousand images floating around my head they are like stories unfolding, people, faces, feelings, smells, emotions, a passed moment, a special place but most of all passion and love.
I store them up and work on them in my head until finally when I am ready to release them brush hits the canvas, while I paint I think about my health, my limited time here, my loves, my family all those things I hold dear so it's not just paint I put on the canvas but love and emotion too!
Do you do commissions or repaint me a picture?
The short answer is 'No' , I am not a commercial artist, I do not paint solely for money, I also feel commissions restrict me and my own path I need to lead.
In life you would never chose to re trace your own steps repeatedly or go in a direction you don't wish to.
I was once told I would never walk again, No one tells me what I can and can't do, I had to prove them wrong!
What are your goals?
I lead a very simply life, I am not materialistic, I don't have gadgets or go to the hairdresser, out for meals etc. My life is basic, I like it this way!
I need only a few things... porridge, adventure, clean and orderly environment and most of all love! so for my art all I ask for is the ability to keep painting, I don't want to be rich or famous but equally I need to be able to buy materials.
If I lived in a dream world, I would love my art to pay for me to travel, paint and donate as much as possible for Macmillian cancer support.
Do you do anything else apart from paint?
I read all the time and write a bit too, however I am dyslexic! something I have never hidden and in a way helps my creative side. I love to be crafty, knitting, sewing, cook and baking, I am total obsessed with castles, history but more so archaeology, If I could re do my time again I would be a archaeologist! I hope before I die I will be able to help on a dig somewhere, since coming to Wales I have enjoyed so many Cadw sites, I take my hat of them they are heaps better then English heritage. Having spent over 10 years with Stonehenge as my neighbour I am very proud of our nations heritage and it should be preserved.
I get very excited about Rally GB, always fancied being a rally driver, vintage tractors and car's, gardening, travel, antiques also keep me entertained
Finally here are a few Paintings - Blast From the Past!
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