Pene Turner Creative.

In the studio 🤍

Late last year I did a custom order for a gorgeous young couple and their baby boy. That particular scene was Contos Beach at Boranup.
Truthfully ~ I said yes then freaked myself right out. THE ROCKS!! I was terrified I wouldn't be able to capture their memory.
In fact, I did.

In that exact moment I found a new way to paint with wool. Entirely unique to that piece.
It changed what I knew.

When I wandered the beaches around Margaret River through February, I saw rocks with fresh eyes.
They are now a feature I seek out.

✨️A little snippet of a piece I will be popping behind glass once it has had it's final details.

**CUSTOM ORDER BOOK IS CLOSED**

Quietly working in between the moments. Letting my hands do their dance. Letting my thoughts ease out of my mind.
Hot coffee. Candles and incense. Music.

My favourite mantra "get out of your head and get into your hands" brings the focus back to the space and place of my inspiration.
I'm there.

Making cups of tea, in my trackie pants, questionable hair.
The reality of the day after a big weekend!

✨️Thank you to all who made the effort to wander through the studio doors over the weekend! It was glorious!
Happy hearts, happy faces, lots of chatter, a box of cheezels and way too many lollies!

✨️I've already received a few messages of people who missed out and are keen on making another time.
I'll be opening the studio in early June so keep an eye out.

If you are wanting the work of any of my guests, get in touch with them directly to find out where you can see their work.

Have a fantastic weekend ahead people.
Play nice with the other kids.
Find time for fun stuff.
P xx

Mood and movement. This one might catch your eye this weekend. Sink your eyes into the detail and and see where it takes you 🤍

My studio is tidy and ready to welcome you this Saturday AND Sunday. I can highly recommend a coffee and ohhh so yummy cake for breakfast (yes cake for breakfast - why not!!) from 8am at the Glen Forrest Gourmet before the door opens here at 10am! If you want to start a little slower they do yummy things for lunch too!
If you want other options that involve wine, ask! 😉

Give yourself plenty of time. Stay a bit and have a chat.
🔴✨️ 3 Johnmoore Crt, Glen Forrest ✨️🔴
✨️ 10am until 3pm both Saturday and Sunday ✨️

➡️ Joining me this year in person ~
heart to hand
Wild Cottage Re
Bethamy Linton, Artisan Jeweller
and for the first time the lovely Gail from
Bower Bird Designs - Unique handmade ceramics

In addition the work of
Kore Earth and Siju Glass will be on display.

🤍A fantastic way to find something special for you, your Mum or a special other in your life🤍

A great opportunity to see a collection of art and gifts by hill's artists and friends. Pene is a great host, and you will be welcome. Perfect weather for a trip to the beautiful hills.

I have told you a story about the little toddler who found me at Redgate Beach. (I'll pop it up in my stories) This is where I was sitting when that moment unfolded.
I am convinced this little section of the beach holds something energetic that pulls women to it.
A few blokes, but in my month south during February this was a place of women and children.

While I can't pop in, what I can do is close my eyes.
I can take myself there. I can recall everything.
It allows me to bring my art to life.

Where the scene is really doesn't matter.
What you feel does.

✨️1080 x 595 mm. Wool. Silk. Linen.✨️

Recently I have had a series of "shake the head" moments.
I can trace it exactly. Where what I do, who I am, who I was, and who I am yet to be have collided into a true understanding of my connections to every element of my art.
It is no accident I am in this place of creativity.

The depth of my understanding is 3 pages worth, so a little much for this platform! Maybe another day.

My landscapes, like life, have multiple view points. From a distance your eyes can scan and skip, but get up close and you will see the intricate details tightly fused together. The mess of the detail making up the whole thing of beauty.
They cannot be separated.
That wool and silk have fallen into my hands and become a medium to paint is once again no accident.

None of these delicious understandings consciously guided me until this year. Now it all makes perfect sense.
It was there all the time. Through me and all those who's life hums in my bones. Lifelines and timelines of place.

Today did not end up how I thought it would!! So...
Scroll back a bit to the "I think it's finished" piece. Essentially it was finished. But every time I looked at it something jarred. I couldn't put my finger on it.
Today I popped it back on the table and just started pulling back a few areas. Before I could question my sanity I had ripped off all the ocean wool and then quite literally ripped the base area off completely. One brilliant thing about working with wool is that it is quite easy to fuse a new base layer on and start fresh. Which is exactly what I did.

Truthfully there is always much eye rolling with how many days of work get ripped, but I'd rather bin the whole thing than send something out into your home that doesn't spark all the joy. As it is, the new version is making me feel very very pleased I followed my gut.

New work on the go. I'm in a deep pocket of making at the moment. The really huge piece I recently made taught me SOOOO MUCH, and when those moments happen I like to consolidate.
Can it work on a smaller scale?
Can I refine it?
How much further can I take that one element?

During the quiet moments my brain rolls it through over and over to break down the detail. I imagine my hands at work. As if in a daydream. Lucid.
I can see the end result before I know how to do it. Finding the pathway between thought and reality is hard work.
But when those two find their meet point, my face cracks into a grin of joy. My feet dance.

Moments of magic.

I was just saying to my lovely friend how working on a bigger scale (this image is 95 x 45cm) presents a few challenges, with one being finding a way to pace myself.
My hands are pretty swift these days, but even with that, there are MANY hours of work that need to be shared out into the days.

This gorgeous scene is of Redgate Beach.

Loving taking myself back there in my memory.
Reliving the crisp water, the salty skin, and the feeling of calm. Absolutely magic spot.