Sharp lines sheathe the canvas, creating ridges and reflections that would be impossible to imagine in the real world. Colours flow and seep, they dance and break and unite. Like a kaleidoscope, they merge and emerge, forever fascinating in their combinations that change even as you view them – did the colours move when you had your back to them? Did they convert? Change? Amend?

Here is the artist’s imagination in flow, not reined in by anything that might divert from her task of creating a playground where she offers no suggestion of anything other than her realm of free expression. The canvases have no intended object; they are as uninhibited as they are diversionary, meant simply to be without purpose or definition. Here she is playful and impossible, her intention appearing to be to open up the imagination to an impossibility, to stretch it to a point where all that matters is colour and balance, harmony and rhythm. Within the shards of colour, fragments take shape, but they are of no known form – it is this ability to create without boundaries that are the benchmark of these paintings. They amuse. They inform. They challenge. They exist.