Bird Art: Fashion Or Message Of Peace?

At the age of 92, I still indulge in my creative pursuits on a daily basis. It keeps me focused and in an artistic world of my own. When the work of art is completed, I derive much satisfaction from it, and if others admire it, my day is made!


For years, I have been painting freehand on clothing items like blouses, t-shirts, trousers and dresses. Using fabric paint, acrylics and a variety of embellishments wherever applicable, each piece of art is unique and one of a kind.

Although no two works of art are alike, I paint flowers and birds often. While I never cease to be fascinated by the variety of bird life and their tweets and whistles in my garden all day long, I tend to paint doves more often than not.

Purity and innocence best define the dove. For a Christian, it is a sign of hope and the descent of the Holy Spirit. It is also a sign of pure love and compassion, many sayings also insist, be gentle like a dove. It could be a hint to a compassionate and gentle individual. (…from

Some of my works on clothing are featured in the photograph – these were done as long ago as 2010 when I was 86. Recently, my daughter showed me images of beautiful outfits in the 2017 Spring Ready To Wear collection of Mary Katrantzou, which also feature doves! Aaah, such joy to see the gentle feathered friends being the focal point in designer outfits.


Whether the doves appear in my own creations or on the catwalks of Milan, Paris, New York and London, let us hope that the most important message they spread is one of PEACE and TRANQUILITY, much needed in the world today.


Flower Power

Flower Power 2Everyone loves flowers. It is one of God’s most beautiful gifts to mankind. I could wax
lyrical for hours on the subject, as the creation of a flower is indeed a miracle in itself.Flower PowerWhile one can never replicate the amazing details of a flower in any man-made way,
I take pleasure in embellishing my pants and blouses with flowers and bringing
an otherwise flat drawing to life in many ways.

With the swish of the brush, a sprinkling of glitz, a dash of puffy paint, some lace
maybe, or a swirl of fabric. Perhaps a cluster of beads in the right colours?
Oh yes, of course, the colours are all important.

Do you begin to get a feel of how much joy the creation of my art-to-wear pieces
give me? Hence, once again, I recommend that everyone finds a hobby to indulge in.

For more on similar posts, please click on the links below which are all categorized under ‘Never A Dull Moment’:

A Penchant For Portraits

A Casual Style To Call My Own

Suzanne’s Creative Spirit

Suzanne’s Art To Wear

Dressing Up Plain Pedal Pushers

Flower Power 3If you need to brighten up your day, just go to the garden and pick a wildflower. Even the tiniest will do. Admire the miraculous creation and thank God for such beautiful gifts all around us. Amen.


A Penchant For Portraits

Portraits by SuzanneWhen deciding on the best subject for my art-to-wear projects, I suss out the available surface area and the would-be end result before I put paint to fabric.

Increasingly, I tend to paint portraits of ladies, as a close-up of a face allows for details of the make up, hair, earrings and necklace. All my drawings are done freehand, and I build on the design as I go along. It is the free flow of expression that is most enjoyable.

Penchant for Portraits

I do not keep a photographic library of all the completed art-to-wear pieces that have given me many a pleasurable hour spent in the creative process, but here are a few, to share with one and all. (My previous post on this subject can be read by clicking here).

If you have not found yourself a hobby to indulge in, please try to do so. It is most rewarding, in more ways than you will realise. Amen.


A Casual Style To Call My Own


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As some of you might have realized by now, I love to draw and paint! When I was a young home-maker, I used to paint on glass and canvases with which to decorate the home. That eagerness to ‘makeover’ a … Continue reading