Jane Holden – Art exploring elusive realities.
Living within brief periods of elusive time has taught me how to see my small world.
Arriving at this pivotal point in my life, I have just launched fresh paintings with an immense feeling of satisfaction whereby I feel as if I am emitting a glow. A place in my life where my painting practice and skills have been have equally strengthened when only a few years ago I was unsure if … Continue reading How I Began Painting Elusive Moments
Lately I’ve become reacquainted with the dial, I must admit turning it feels great to the hand and most natural. I believe I have missed it as the keyboard gets smaller and evermore flat every passing year. Discovering true fulfillment in quiet moments has provided me with a welcoming heartwarming contentment like pulling on a … Continue reading Dialled Into Analog and Art
A year through art, as seen through distinctive and bright paintings. Being the third year writing a form of yearly reflection, I find it interesting how the blog has moved from being about acceptance and healing into my painting practice. An extremely positive change which I find my heart filled with gratitude. I can only … Continue reading A Year Seen Through Art
Life for me is only about healing, for several years I have had no life other than healing. There is nothing else, only a period of nothingness. In the beginning of recovery five long years ago I didn’t even feel as though I had life. I had to learn that nothingness and healing is life, … Continue reading Art is About Life
After the completion of the final art exhibition this year, I began reflecting on my successes of the year. I decided to begin exploration and documentation of these successes in writing. Truthfully however where I should begin is with Jane’s Blog, as this is where the healing journey began what seems like decades ago now. … Continue reading Painting A Way Through
Art draws me in, authentically encompassing my body giving me happiness like that found in a child drawing with a big box of colourful Crayola crayons. Within the practice of art there is much patience much like the garden gently ever changing from moment to moment. A place where times slows down and one can … Continue reading Happily Healing Through Art
Never have I valued the creative process more than I do today. It was my professional duty for nearly forty years to teach children the value and reward of the creative process. Something which I was dedicated to and shared with thousands children throughout Toronto. The process of making art lies in the heart. No … Continue reading Process Opens My Garden
A part of my life completely invisible and unimaginable to others is the duration of time needed for me to complete anything, even paintings. Although, it has become my life I don’t think it is projected to others the true amount of time dedicated to creating a painting. I refer to this as the ebb … Continue reading The Ebb & Flow of Painting
An interesting topic I have been researching and exploring for over a decade, the human brain. Upon the early onset of Myalgic Encephalomyelitis (M.E.) the shockingly real symptoms of the brains cognitive dysfunction were very present indeed. Now, I had to take my book knowledge and put it into practice for my own life experience. … Continue reading My Brain on Art
There is a magical place I love visiting, it comes to me in its own time. It is not a place one can simply arrive at. It is a rather magical place in its own right. Magic has always had meaning in my life, the most magically imaginative books were my most favourite reads as … Continue reading Creative Flow: A Place Between Wake and Sleep
Designing a studio space to meet the needs of living with disability requires time, lots and lots of time. Then it requires trial and error, loads of trial and error. In fact in February 2021, I wrote my first blog about my studio space. Little did I know then that my studio would be in … Continue reading A Different Kind of a Studio
The other day I was in quiet thought, a place where I often find myself peacefully drifting towards. A reflection came to me, related upon the act of painting. It was rather like a Winnie The Pooh moment in time deep within the quiet serene Hundred Acre Woods. I quietly enjoyed the moment as I … Continue reading I Paint Because …
Jane Holden - Art exploring elusive realities. 