you receive this in your email…

so one lazy loopy lush sunday you drive out of the suburbs
into the sheep fields
across a rickety white bridge
to a village with a gallery.

you pull up by the gallery with the blue roof
and you wonder what new friends you will make today
there are many gathered here
and their faces are warm.

the view outside the gallery looks like this…

i meet you at the door and wrap you up in a squishy smile filled hug

please come in
and help yourselves to the
Towering Mountain of Fairy Bread
{thanks mama and papa for being my fairy bread fairies!}

and perhaps some fabulous pinkmarshmallowandjam Vo-Vo biscuits

fill up an angel cup with some love liquid punch

and peruse the room of rainbow art at your leisure…

you’ll begin by reading the gallery’s words at the start…

Leonie Allan is a 23 year old artist, writer and photographer.

Through her vibrant acrylic and mixed media artwork, Leonie portrays enchanting women and magical beings, such as fairies and mermaids.

Leonie’s work is to document joy and explore the divine in every moment and every human. Every woman is a goddess with her own myth of magnificence, and Leonie’s art is a celebration of this.

Leonie’s lust for life and her search for the beauty in our day to day life is found within the bright colours and the richness of her canvases. She is able to capture the innocence of the child, their magical places and beings, and portray it through the woman in us all. She allows us to be a goddess for a moment, and to seek out the heavenly beauty that surrounds us all.

i’ll introduce you to my daddy…

and my lover and my mamma too…

you’ll probably make a comment on how similar my mother and i are,
and we will burst into the same bleeting laughter as if to prove it.

then i will gather you around
to say some words
{because that’s what leonie does}

and you will be in this crowd looking at moi ~

and i’ll be looking at you like this ~

and i will say this to you…

Sometimes I burst open with the hope I hold for all of us, and the sight of the great beauty that resides in us. We are mountains, valleys, rivers, deserts of human emotion and experience. We are simple, silly, complex, captivating, wondrous beings. Some days we can almost feel the feathered wings growing from our backs. Some days we feel so stuck in our humanness the only place we wish to be is under the doona.

Everyday, we are doing the best we can with what we’ve got.

I wish you a large butterfly net to catch your dreams in.
I wish you fifty small miracles and the sight to see them.
I wish you a well worn and tattered book filled with everything you are grateful for in this life.
I wish you a cup of tea brimming over with love.
I wish you a wide openness to love ~ love for yourself, love for your tribe, love for those tender, fabulous creatures who surround you.
I wish you a picnic. Occasionally it will rain on you, and you will fashion hats out of plastic bags before resorting to hiding out in the public toilets, but it will always be worth it. Adventures always are.
I wish for you deep friendships that split you open in sweet vulnerability, to see all parts of you and love you anyway. They will make you more YOU than you have ever known. There is a great healing when your stories are heard.
I wish you the courage to be yourself.
I wish you the sight to see yourself right where you are, then put your loving glasses on.
I wish you a blue tattoo that wakes you in the morning, singing Joy is an option.
I wish you painting wild and raucous colours in the backyard, the creation of your world as you wish it, a night stand of books that touch you and a lush journey of life.
And of course, I wish you a platter of fairy bread to sustain you.

From the highest part in me, to the highest part in you, I thank you for being here today and everyday.

Let the miracles begin!

when i finish speaking the room feels like one large warm group hug.

when you go to leave,
perhaps you will have made a new connection, a new goddess friend,
fallen deeper into love with yourself, or discovered a deep itch in your fingers to create again…
i hug you again with a large smile and a grateful thank you…

thank you for coming!
thank you for being you!~

deep blessings,

p.s. i met the lovely bloggingsista Bec there!
you can read and see her roving reporter lowdown on my soul whispers
{you are DELIGHTFUL bec}

p.p.s. i’ll be having an online sale mid-july for the art left over from the exhibition…
please email me if you’d like to be notified when it’s all up!~