Leela Francis Art
 

No two moments are alike, and each and every step has its unique charm, synchronizing with the rhythm of the all consuming tidal roar. There really is no way of being with this natural habitat other than to be immersed in and with her. From the moment I arrived here 20 years ago I have been in awe of how rich it is to live in a place where the auditory experience of nature is so all pervasive. Maybe it's because it drowns out the mindless chatter that would otherwise dominate

A friend recently commented that the reason I'm able to share and promote my art is because I know it's good. Hmmmm...... is it true that I know it's good, and is it true that thinking it's good would help me to share and promote it? What does it mean anyway for art to be good? So, first of all, do I actually think my art is good? Sometimes I do. But more often I wish it was a lot better than it is. Shaken More than good, what I do know for sure is that I want my art to be

Entrainment, getting in sync with my environment, does take time. I’m being gentle with myself as I find my way back home here. The elements, the topography, the way my body meets it all is a cellular re-education and my body needs time to remember how to fall in rhythm with my habitat. And my post op shoulder rehab is making it more challenging. Very humbling.  With each step on this less familiar terrain, my body has to re-find its true north as if for the first time. The

Since before I got back to painting in 2020, I have often taken photographs of women in my life who I admire. I enjoy capturing their essence through casual photography. Years ago I envisioned one day sitting down to begin using these photographs as inspiration for paintings. When I finally sat down to do this in 2013, I realized I actually didn't have the juice for it and that the photographs were the art in and of themselves. Recently, I revisited those photographs and bega