It’s greater than me
Anxiety is never far, a balance between surrender and panic, the ocean and art continually revealing to me my vulnerabilities and need for control.
Beauty and the beast
I don’t recognize your eyes. Squinting, hating, ice blue. My hidden lake was a mirage. This was never a safe place to swim.
This is my first rodeo
Another little pandemic piece. I’m trying to realign me senses to the new reality. It feels like it’s still shifting and I’m in a permanent state of vertigo. My studio has become my refuge. An island that has remained unchanged. Here I can safely unravel, breathe and allow my intuition to guide the next step.
Sustaining her soul
Aquamarine sword and heart nourished by spirit from oceans love provider of life, sustaining her soul sheathed with courage from scales of gold endless gems in waters deep bountiful harvest from mind’s belief blessings to night’s first star of rock pools, ocean’s love and sandy paths. Suzi xo
How to paint
Embrace your sadness and transmute your lead into gold. Tell your stories, accept the randomness of your thoughts and add your layers of emotional spontaneity unquestioningly to your work. It is the layers, each tiny touch, that in the end creates the beauty of the whole. Suzanne Novak
On belonging
It’s a haunting that has been growing stronger inside of me. A feeling that has now manifested as a question I keep asking myself. Where do I belong? Of late my days have had an edge of surrealism to them. A sense of wonder in the magical places I have found myself and the people…