Author Archives: Jenny Reyneke Art

About Jenny Reyneke Art

My earliest memories are of pens, paper, paint, pastels and poetry. They delight me still.

Last of the roses. Dealing with post-exhibition blues

I thought that if I had a great deal of projects lined up that I could perhaps skip the post-exhibition blues, that I could simply slip neatly back into creativity, that the euphoria of the opening night would launch me … Continue reading

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Dance on the easy breeze

A weekend inspired by light and gold. Wandering back into the lands I love. A walkabout into wonder. Last night I thought about colour and why it has been so necessary for me to focus on my painting without it … Continue reading

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That is all

Journal entry 12 January 2017 I find that I am questioning my art, my vision. For I don’t think that I have either. I think that I am a painter who draws with brushes and that I paint symbols of … Continue reading

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Possessed

In the dream a forest grew upon an ocean bed. And waves from where they clung to roots were flung…. unbirthed upon that sunken wood, unearthed to rise against the bark of trees to where they stood… upon that floor… … Continue reading

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Genesis

This is a new chapter, a new season and it finds me in small outside room studio in the presence of the black poplar of Delta Park. It is strange to set up studio away from home and I am … Continue reading

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We are the dreams we keep

In the dream…Perhaps because I have had my nose in a book.. I dreamt that I was walking through a book of leaves. Each page that turned, a corridor of new and undiscovered art leading to places wild and secret. … Continue reading

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Consumed by Sound

   

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I hear the golden

My new studio is small and when I am in it, feel as if I am in a field of Africa. It is good to be painting and selling again. The one advantage of not having a large studio is … Continue reading

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Cliff’s Baobab

  It is rare that I will paint something, especially a tree, from a photograph. Especially rare for me to paint a baobab that I have not known personally, for there is something mystical about these giants that is not … Continue reading

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Out of the Ashes

I used to dream of old houses. I have not had that particular dream since the fire. In a way, I wonder whether my old dream of the old house was not my subconscious preparing me for the event…? One … Continue reading

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