Caryn Gillespie doesn't paint what she sees. She paints what she feels. Which is often messy, layered, and occasionally involves sobbing into a canvas. Armed with acrylics, mixed media, and a healthy disregard for straight lines, she lets intuition take the wheel—destination unknown.

Her studio? A sanctuary of chaos where control takes a backseat, and trust (in oneself, the process, the universe) rides shotgun. Each piece is less "planned masterpiece" and more "emotional excavation." Think of it as art therapy, but the kind you hang on your wall.

Nature sneaks into her work—not in the "here's a tree" way, but in the "life is a tangled, beautiful mess" kind of way. Organic patterns, shifting textures, and the occasional nod to the natural world serve as metaphors for the human experience: complex, unpredictable, and oddly comforting.

Themes of identity, self-revelation, and hope weave through her canvases like threads in a tapestry. Each painting is a visual journal entry—raw, honest, and unapologetically human.

Based in the Northern Rivers of NSW, Caryn continues to explore the uncharted territories of creativity. Her art invites you to pause, reflect, and maybe, just maybe, feel something.