Mary Dipnall says that she would rather be sitting in a meadow full of wild flowers, sketching with the sun on her back than anywhere else.
Born in Portsmouth in 1936, her childhood and subsequent painting style was much influenced by family picnics and holidays in England’s beautiful West Country. Perhaps it is Mary Dipnall’s lack of formal art training or her pastoral lifestyle which infuses her work with such colourful freedom and warmth. Whatever it is that makes her work inspired, it strikes a chord with all those who love and value the English countryside. Following her marriage and the birth of her two sons, Mary Dipnall found herself turning to painting full time, rediscovering her love for the natural world through her paintings. She gradually began to specialise in wonderful representations of wild flowers, and in 1980 held her first exhibition in London. Since then, Mary Dipnall has exhibited on a regular basis in Great Britain, such is the demand for her original work. Her distinctive style of painting guarantees an unique, colourful and decorative quality in each of her startling paintings.
Be strong. Never tell yourself “I am tired”. The more you accept the thought, the more exhausted you will become, but if you tell yourself, “I can do even more”, you will find that there are no limits to what you can accomplish.
Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I’ve heard it in the chilliest land And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in extremity, It asked a crumb of me.
I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life. I’ve learned that making a “living” is not the same thing as making a “life.” I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back. I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one. I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn. I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.