Daisy, 2015 pencil crayon by Morag Noffke I came into the world alone I stand firm Independent and strong Making my own choices They are my power I have roots That ground me And leaves That energize and restore me I hold my head of petals up To the Light I receive Its rays And … Continue reading Independent and Strong.
First image I created this mixed media image in 1981 (oil pastel, charcoal and conte’, and acrylics). I was unmarried at the time and was Morag Armstrong. The guide lines were to show the light and shadows on white objects and one dark object. The still life was set out: two white shells, one white … Continue reading We have the choice.
I wonder if you feel like this, from time to time, or is it just me? I have so many creative ideas exploding like popcorn in my head. I come up with them all at once and then can’t implement them all. I land up feeling frustrated. This is akin to creative constipation; creative ideas … Continue reading Creative Constipation.
Flags by W.C. Armstrong and Morag Armstrong (Noffke) 1968 The days before pre-writing. I remember wanting to write before I had learned how. This didn't stop me; that's the black squiggles you can see. "Can you read what I wrote?" I would ask my dad and of course he would make up some deliciously wild … Continue reading To stay stuck or launch.
Light and colour, colour burst, pastels, by Morag Noffke. I am enjoying playing with colour at the moment but I added a new challenge of using light. In this painting I explored a yearning that I have had: to paint light coming from behind the flowers from a light source, such as a window. I … Continue reading Light and colour, Art process and reflection.
Stellenbosch winelands, Western Cape, South Africa. Chalk pastels, by Morag Noffke. Stellenbosch, winelands, cropped, by Morag Noffke. There is nothing better than to visit the winelands in the Western Cape of South Africa, on holiday or on a Sunday, and to enjoy the beauty of the rural setting. Of course there is wine tasting, cheese … Continue reading Lock-down Memories: Pastel Winelands.