…was bliss…. filled with endless activity and huge lists of ideas and tasks that were always completed. Who had time for a book or television (actually I still don’t make time for television)? I was active, I had capacity, boundless energy to execute my creative thoughts (and meet the expectations of a full social calendar!). I worked veeeeery long and wonderful days, I walked everywhere, lunching, dining, starting every day at a local cafe, picking up art materials, walking the dog, running the dog, to Carlton, the city, Fitzroy, I skipped through the streets of the great arrondissements of Paris when on annual holidays, and swore by my four day a week yoga routine that unravelled my body and had me feeling like Gumby warm to the ends of my extremities… There was no ‘tired’, ‘sore’, ‘fatigued’, ‘have to rest’, there was no ‘pain’. Like I said, life was bliss.

Our (husband Theo’s and my) small graphic design company, Orign of Image was in its 8th year and running beautifully, I had already had two solo exhibitions and completed most of the works for two more shows, I worked hard and we entertained a great social life (not to mention a very pricey art hobby). In fact, my beautiful printing press was delivered the day of my accident. I’ve been drooling over it ever since, only having snippets of capacity to ‘play’… (but Theo’s had great fun with it and kept my prints and art going).

These are examples of my art work. See more on my websites soula.com.au and soula.com.au/blog.

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