Original Artwork - Adelaide VI (Custom Framed)

Original Artwork - Adelaide VI (Custom Framed)

$2,200.00

101x101cm on deep edge canvas plus custom timber floating frame (no glass) to show off the thick and varied texture of this incredible work. Please note colour of artwork is not correct in final image but it is there to show you the framed result.


Who do you miss most? Is it not just them but a special time with them? A time when they made everything magic? My French grandmother, Adele (Adelaide) was the youngest of 14 children. She was French but grew up on a farm in Morocco (so many French families migrated there for land and sums from the French government at the start of the 20th century.) Her own mother buried two babies but remained a steadfast stoic, caring for her children, the farm, the farm dog. (Oh how I adored stories of that dog - like the time it got rabies (in French ‘la rage’ literally - the rage!) and they kept it in a pit and threw food to it so they didn’t have to shoot it (hard to get a good farm dog and too dangerous not to have one in the wilds outside Mazagan - modern day El Jadida.) Adele was a celebrated potter, author and artist as well as the most incredible teacher and conservationist. An eco warrior who knew about kefir and kombucha before they were cool, she grew all her own food and believed it was the best medicine. She was a keen billiards player and an absolute pocket rocket who could make anyone love papaya by preparing it hundreds of different ways. Adele was a waste not sort of person and had endless games and activities that instilled in me a deep love of nature and respect for my body. Perhaps my favourite days were those when we would tend to the chickens and the kitchen garden and then haul branches of eucalyptus leaves to dry upside down in bunches around the kitchen. The leaves would turn all sorts of amazing colours over the next few days and the smell was enchanting. The happiest moments of my childhood appear to me through the enticing, overwhelming haze of eucalyptus in my French grandmother’s kitchen. I miss her every day. This piece is named Adelaide. She is painted entirely from paint left over from other paintings - all eucalyptus haze and waste not, want not.

101x101cm on deep edge canvas plus custom timber floating frame (no glass) to show off the thick and varied texture of this incredible work. Please note colour of artwork is not correct in final image but it is there to show you the framed result.


Who do you miss most? Is it not just them but a special time with them? A time when they made everything magic? My French grandmother, Adele (Adelaide) was the youngest of 14 children. She was French but grew up on a farm in Morocco (so many French families migrated there for land and sums from the French government at the start of the 20th century.) Her own mother buried two babies but remained a steadfast stoic, caring for her children, the farm, the farm dog. (Oh how I adored stories of that dog - like the time it got rabies (in French ‘la rage’ literally - the rage!) and they kept it in a pit and threw food to it so they didn’t have to shoot it (hard to get a good farm dog and too dangerous not to have one in the wilds outside Mazagan - modern day El Jadida.) Adele was a celebrated potter, author and artist as well as the most incredible teacher and conservationist. An eco warrior who knew about kefir and kombucha before they were cool, she grew all her own food and believed it was the best medicine. She was a keen billiards player and an absolute pocket rocket who could make anyone love papaya by preparing it hundreds of different ways. Adele was a waste not sort of person and had endless games and activities that instilled in me a deep love of nature and respect for my body. Perhaps my favourite days were those when we would tend to the chickens and the kitchen garden and then haul branches of eucalyptus leaves to dry upside down in bunches around the kitchen. The leaves would turn all sorts of amazing colours over the next few days and the smell was enchanting. The happiest moments of my childhood appear to me through the enticing, overwhelming haze of eucalyptus in my French grandmother’s kitchen. I miss her every day. This piece is named Adelaide. She is painted entirely from paint left over from other paintings - all eucalyptus haze and waste not, want not.

This fine art reproduction is printed on the very best archival cotton rag by a small family firm in Brisbane.

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Framing

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Images above are examples only and have been included to give you a squiz at how beautiful the work looks when framed.

We produce our prints to fit standard store-bought frames but we do recommend professional framing to improve the longevity and quality of your piece.