How I started painting hearts

How I started painting hearts

Yes, it’s unbelievably girly I know. But I like painting hearts. The first time I ever attempted a heart was after I got dumped by a post-divorce boyfriend. I was very mature about it; no tears; I even insisted on an exit interview to understand why it had gone wrong – but the anger and sense of failure inevitably crept in through the gaps I’d forgotten to block off completely. So I painted hearts like this in order to feel better:

A fine romance

A fine romance

That first heart lead to  others, like these. Both of them include the words “Love is dopamine”. (I reserve my cynical side for hearts.)

Cracked heart

Love is dopamine

Now I’m about to launch a new art exhibition/ campaign for Women’s Month, one that focuses entirely on hearts. It’ll be exhibited in another Johannesburg restaurant/ art space with the aim of raising funds for Home of Hope. The hearts makes a change from cityscapes. More about that soon – watch this space.