Lorna Beard Studios

Lorna Beard Studios Artist Abstract artist using bright colours. Original works, prints and commissions

31/03/2026

I’m feeling dramatic and delirious.
I need a drink 🥃

29/03/2026

Bought flowers. For art. Obviously.

Attempting a six-part still life situation while my house continues its slow transformation from “building site” to “place a human can live.”

28/03/2026

Trying not to take things so seriously. Sometimes going ‘all in’ looks like playing which is crucial to the creative process, think I forgot about that until a builder reminded me 😂

27/03/2026

While the house is still chaos, I’ve come out to the new studio to put up a few hooks for my boiler suit, apron… oh and a clock 🤷‍♀️

Bit by bit, it’s coming together.

Still sticking to this idea of going ‘all in’ and doing something every day, however small, that moves things forward.

26/03/2026

Putting this here for the accountability 👍

Hiding out in the new garden studio while the house gets properly taken apart by builders. I’ve started shifting all the...
23/03/2026

Hiding out in the new garden studio while the house gets properly taken apart by builders. I’ve started shifting all the art bits out there. finally giving them somewhere that isn’t in a box.

For some reason, this felt like the right moment to test every pen and paint I own and bin the ones that have dried up. That first photo’s just me scribbling lines, seeing what still works. It reminded me of my old commercial studio; someone would always end up testing the pens, and no one minded the job. Probably because it meant you could stop for five minutes and just sit with it.

It wasn’t that long ago, but it feels like a different stretch of life entirely.

One of the builders mentioned he used to live in this house, which was weirder for him than for me. Funny how a place can hold completely different versions of time depending on who you ask.

Everyone’s carrying their own lot around, aren’t they? Bits of past lives tucked into ordinary days.

This little oil study has naturally drifted into something rather Fauvist, which probably explains the colour palette.Th...
07/03/2026

This little oil study has naturally drifted into something rather Fauvist, which probably explains the colour palette.

The scene comes from a photo on my phone of a bedroom in my grandmother’s house. In reality there were no blue walls or pink carpet, but I’ve never been terribly concerned with painting things exactly as they are. I tend to paint them as they feel.

That room had a very particular atmosphere. It had been perfectly preserved for years, perhaps untouched since the 60s. I always called it the yellow room because of the curtains and the little sink tucked in the corner.

I sometimes wonder what it looks like now, since my grandmother is no longer here.

This painting feels a bit like a memory…not precise, but warm and slightly hazy. I painted in the colours that make me smile, much like I did when I was in that house.

Today’s little oil study is of my grandmother’s china cups. It’s funny how we become so precious about things like this....
02/03/2026

Today’s little oil study is of my grandmother’s china cups. It’s funny how we become so precious about things like this. We tuck them away “for best”, and before we know it they’re sitting in a cupboard rather than doing the very thing they were made for.

I’m still finding my way with this looser, more impasto approach, letting it be imperfect, letting the brush show, but it felt right for something so tied to memory. Nostalgia isn’t neat, after all.

I imagine she’d be slightly bemused that I chose to paint them. For me, though, it’s warm, pure nostalgia.

Another fairly quick oil study, taken from one of the many neglected photos on my phone. It’s ended up with a slightly f...
27/02/2026

Another fairly quick oil study, taken from one of the many neglected photos on my phone. It’s ended up with a slightly fish-eye feel, which I’m rather enjoying.

The sky’s doing the heavy lifting. The yellow field needs a bit more life, more push and pull with soft and hard edges, but I love that the pink ground is showing through in places.

Landscapes aren’t exactly my natural habitat, but here we are. I’m slightly obsessed with that loose, impressionist, impasto way of painting and if I want to get better at it, there’s nothing for it but to paint, paint, paint.

26/02/2026

I’m used to the 3 ‘P’s which in my world stands for preparing, planning and procrastinating. That’s not the way I want to paint, nor the way I want to be all the time. Some things in life should be spontaneous and done with abandon. That’s the way I want to paint. Once I get out of my head, I paint and my mind is clear. Makes me very happy x

Wednesday’s oil study. A tad different to my last subject. It’s a square of pink, sugary gooey gloriousness, because why...
25/02/2026

Wednesday’s oil study. A tad different to my last subject. It’s a square of pink, sugary gooey gloriousness, because why not? I bloody love cake, it brings me an immense amount of joy.

Still working on getting looser, implying things rather than spelling it out and being a bit more vivid and free. I’m fighting my obsession to be neat and controlled every step of the way though. Changing takes time… and practice. Lots of practice.

I’m trying to stop being so neat. Less fiddling. Less obsessing over getting it “right”. More paint. Thicker paint. Let ...
24/02/2026

I’m trying to stop being so neat. Less fiddling. Less obsessing over getting it “right”. More paint. Thicker paint. Let it move. It sounds very romantic but honestly it just means I’m trying to be braver and not overwork everything to death.

I scratched the word ‘begin’ into the horizon with a stick (you can barely see it on the close up shot) Which does sound slightly pretentious when I type it out. But it felt right at the time.

That line between the sea and the sky felt like the exact place where things shift. Where something ends but you’re not quite in the next thing yet.

Swipe to the last image and you’ll see the reference photo. It’s me on Worthing beach (I think). It was absolutely freezing. But I remember feeling oddly excited. Certain things in my life were coming to an end, and I could just about sense something else on its way.

Anyway. The painting’s getting looser. The paint’s getting thicker. I’m trying not to overthink whatever this phase is. Practice, practice, practice.

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