Colour Art
The Artwork
Cathy Stevenson
Colour Art
Everyone has a spiritual journey, and mine began when I entered a magical world of motherhood in the Northern Beaches. My choice of abstract art and colours evoked many feelings of joy and hope. The challenges over the years are conveyed in unpredictable patterns. The use of sand reminded me of the ocean.
My bravery as I watched over these tiny beings was effortless. The pastels reflected my unconditional love for my children, and the realisation that we are all connected. It gave me the confidence to embark upon a journey towards wonder and enlightenment.
Finding my inner strength and solace continued to grow and nurture throughout my portfolio of flowers and playful colours. Using large canvas was a reflection of infinite possibilities. During those years, I lived untouched from the outside world and evolved with them. The depth of colours had changed, and textures represented a sense of freedom.
As I travelled through the chapters of my life, my spiritual connection for the natural world was in conflict. Bold colours and random shapes inspired my work. I felt I was part of a kaleidoscope, an unwillingness to face my fears. Overcoming these adversities was not easy. My resilience and vibrant moods had shifted into unpredictable shapes.
I spent many years exploring our world in books, newspapers, and magazine articles. Heading towards chaos and conflict, I became less interested in journalism. Harbouring the primary colours, I introduced neutral colours. I questioned the universe and its sacred role in our lives. I struggled with developing my imagination like a child’s.
When I became a lawyer, I was constantly searching for balance. My children were birds no longer in a nest. My art reflected subtle overtones of scattered infinite possibilities. I missed the times they would call me “Mummy”. The soft colours of pink eventually revealed an alluring web of stories. To feel joy, I immersed my art in gold and sparkles.
Living in the Blue Mountains for more than 20 years, I made it my home. Wonderful moments and fond memories. Sealing my paintings in marine varnish completed a full circle. I see myself as their lighthouse. For those who find joy in my art, remember life is precious. The stormy waves will pass. To my children, you are my rainbow.


