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The Entanglement Collection – Katy Jade Dobson

The Entanglement Collection

I am so incredibly proud and excited to show you my new collection in full. Named after my love for quantum physics and the beautiful phenomenon of entangled particles reacting as one even at great distances, the notion that inspired my collection after noticing the patterns of evolution that a body of work takes. As I work on one idea, I find that I bring these marks and textures onto another. The collection laces together and binds. In my excitement to experience this again I took enthusiastically to a new collection.

After studying the science of pigments in great detail, and really learning about the history and culture of colour usage I was compelled to start a collection of work that began from a love of colour and blossomed out into dreamlike abstract works. I worked from gut instinct and hoped to dispel my pre-planning ways in order to let the compositions form themselves as my hands intuitively glide. I wanted to create a new experience for myself in creating this artwork as well as visually.

This collection boasts 18 original oil paintings, 16 sample sized original oil paintings, limited edition prints of 45 + 5APs and 10 sketches.

Below is the result of a collection entangled.

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New book ‘Phosphenes’ available here!

Motivation – The Art of Staying Inspired

The topic of motivation comes up a lot when your job is your hobby. There is a great argument for the need to keep work life and personal life separate, for the sake of your sanity and ability to relax. What do you do when your hobby becomes your way of earning a living, and your passion becomes a necessary daily thing. Does this make sitting down to work harder? If so in what way? Also, does working from home create problems with motivation levels when your are presented with oh-so many distractions?

I am hugely lucky to be able to paint as my passion and my job, however some days motivation is slightly harder to find. Here is what I do.

Go for a walk

Nature is soothing. When I began painting for a living I lived in an area built up of rows of terraced housing in a small city. Nature was hard to come by unless you ventured to the outskirts, which I could not do at the time. I knew of a park in the area but I had only ever walked passed the gates, I had barely ever looked inside. After venturing inside one day, I found it to be a huge arboretum, beautifully landscaped and very calming to walk around. This became my haven, whatever the weather I would walk around this park. I would do this walk mostly when I was feeling uninspired and finding motivation difficult to conjure. Bike rides along a nearby river also became my saviour. This time outside was both a break from working in my home environment, and a chance to get away from the work and think about it with a clear mind, returning with fresh eyes.


I never knew that such a great source of procrastination would soon became the push I needed to produce great work. There is so much amazing art on Pinterest. However art is not my main viewed content at all. Pinterest is a visual aladdin’s cave, being an app based around images it means that you can search for whatever your interests are, and make virtual cork boards, pinning your favourite photos. There are so many amazing creations from interior design perfection, to home hacks, to handmade crafts. The photography category is what draws me in in particular. I don’t just find inspiration from the art, but mostly from everything as a collective, seeing what people can do and create. It motivates me to make my own creations and do the things that my heart desires, rather than making excuses or standing back and watching others create. Don’t be that person who wishes they created something, or wishes they could do something but feel they don’t have the talent. Instead just give it a try. This is what I take from Pinterest. Other people’s effort in life inspires my own.

Obviously the same works for books, or whatever format you keep information or images that you find inspiring or fascinating.


Some days I know for sure what I want to listen to as I work, my mood dictates the background music as well as the flow of my work. However some days when I let a playlist run, or listen to something I have never heard before, this can then be what dictates the way my paintings turns out. For me, music isn’t the drive behind my work, it is a tool that makes me excited to sit down to work, and when utilised well it can make a big difference to my levels of motivation as I paint. I sometimes use music as a marker for how long I sit down to paint. (An album that lasts an hour, can mean an hour concentrating wholly on painting whilst it plays.)

Just start.

This one sounds obvious. The trick to motivation is to make yourself WANT to do something. We as humans rarely do things that we really do not want to do. However, to do something, and do it well, we must WANT to do it! I love painting. Some days I would rather sit and scroll through my phone if my energy levels are low, but what helps me work on these days is remembering just how much I love painting. I know that the moment I actually physically sit down to paint, I will be fully enthused. It is rare that I do not enjoy painting. If all else fails, I know that by taking that first step of setting up my palette and picking up a paint brush, then all will be restored and ready to go! For this tip I advise to get the kettle on and force yourself to work for just ten minutes, you will find that this quickly turns into an hour, then another hour… Then another…

If you have any other techniques, let me know! If you would like to take this conversation over to The Art Collective (the Facebook group) then feel free to start a thread and see what others have to say!

It’s been a few years…

What has happened since 2020? That was the year the world stopped, and for me writing blog posts stopped entirely.

My last post on this blog was back in 2020, the year I took myself from being a managed artists to an independent one. Following almost a decade of blogging my art journey, after initially setting up this page as part of a university project, I then an almost 3 year hiatus from writing.

Why did I stop and what’s been happening since??

One reason I stopped writing blog posts was because of taking on the management side of my artwork and how it meant that I immediately wore every hat that the business entailed. I went from working with a large team, to deciding to work alone! I wasn’t just the painter and artist anymore, I was the admin, the technician, the graphic designer, the packer and shipper.

The other reasons is the slow, painful death of blogging! It pained me to watch the social media landscape turn away from blogging, (and pained me even more to see it then turn into video format!) and so with my plate already overloaded, blogging took the hit and was abolished from my work diary.

So, if you haven’t been in the loop, if the social media algorithms have denied you of your burning and insatiable desire to know all of what the last 3 years held for me and my artwork (*sarcasm*) then you have found yourself in the right place.

My last blog post in January 2020 documented a release of some new work and very different work to what I had done before. It was basically the type of work I had wanted to do for years, but I had already established myself as a wildlife artist only. I wanted to explore all sides of nature, all wildlife, bountiful flowers and ripe fruits. I loved the idea of this botanical aspect, as well as wanting to create weird and abstract artworks that are strange and intriguing to look at or contemplate. I decided at this point to just go for it and incorporate all of these ideas regardless of how in keeping they were of my previous artworks! This is a scary idea when you have established yourself in your market and career, and wasn’t sure exactly how this would land.

But it landed! So panic over, I continued the rest of the weirdness of 2020 with another abstract collection at the end of the year.

Fast forward to the closing end of 2022, and a lot has changed, entering 2023 with an entirely different life and business.

My partner Danny has joined me full time to help me run everything, opening up more time to paint and taking some of those hats that I was talking about wearing. He handles the difficult bits while I get to run away with the creative bits, so work has become a lot more streamlined, our processes faster and more efficient, and ultimately, everything easier!

We have also invested in a (absolutely gigantic) Giclee printer in order to take autonomy over the printing process for my limited edition prints and get them shipped out faster than was possibly when buying from a printing service.

Also, there is a baby on the way!

So there is a lot of exciting things opening up in 2023, with an art practice and business that has evolved dramatically not only during this writing hiatus, but over the decade I have been working as a professional full time artist. Mostly though, I don’t exactly care that blogging has died an internet death… I have so much to write about in regards to my work and all art topics that could help aspiring artists, I would like to keep this channel open for anyone who wants to find it!

Keep an eye out here for some chats about my art, and the practice and journey of creating art!

Katy x

The Droplets Series / A collection of new artwork available now!

I am so proud to be showing you the start of a new body of artwork that I have been working on, an ongoing series of paintings called Droplets. This work is incredibly meaningful to me and symbolises some really important changes moving on in 2020.  This type of artwork has been something I often toyed with in my mind, but never executed onto canvas. I was recently called to produce this work and the effects personally were somewhat cathartic.

The paintings within the Droplets series balances on the ridge between parallels. The surrealist scenes of wildlife and nature blend between areas of calm, and intermittent chaos. Using traditional application of oil paints, with no digital intervention, this artwork toes the line between contemporary and traditional art.

My subjects amplify the natural world as you have never seen it, bringing together the bountiful nature of life on Earth, and the fine line between abundance and pain. There is a bitter sweetness to these paintings, an acidity to the delicate paintwork. With these subjects steeped in symbolism and heavy in purpose, through this work I have explored my relationship with mental health, escapism mixed with submission.

But mostly, Droplets goes deeper into my love for the natural world and harnesses this appreciation beyond worship.




Original Oil Painting on wood panel / 30 x 30″ inches

Limited Editions of 10 + 2 AP’s / 25 x 25″ inches – Both original and prints include gold leaf droplet details.

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‘Sundrenched’Original Oil Painting on wood panel / 24 x 20″ inches

Limited Editions of 10 + 2 AP’s / 25 x 21.2″ inches – Both original and prints includes single gold leaf droplet detail.

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Original Oil Painting on wood panel / 24 x 24″ inches

Limited Editions of 10 + 2 AP’s / 25 x 25″ inches – Both original and prints includes single gold leaf droplet detail.

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Original Oil Painting on wood panel / 35 x 45″ inches

Limited Editions of 10 + 2 AP’s / 22 x 28″ inches  – Both original and prints includes single gold leaf droplet detail.

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Original Oil Painting on wood panel / 35 x 45″ inches – Includes single gold leaf droplet detail.

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Original Oil Painting on wood panel / 35 x 45″ inches – Includes single gold leaf droplet detail.

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‘Save Our Souls’

Original Oil Painting on wood panel / 30 x 30″ inches

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Every purchase is accompanied by a certificate of authencity for the assurance that your artwork is a piece from the studio of Katy Jade Dobson. Original paintings receive a box, and any print of sketch is accompanied by an envelope.



Original Painting Auction to Raise Funds for WIRES

I have a piece named ‘SOS’ up for auction on eBayin aid of WIRES (NSW Wildlife Information, Rescue and Education Service) which is currently in crisis due to the bushfires raging through Australia.


WIRES actively rehbailitate and preserve Australian wildlife, and will be inundated and working tirelessly at this time. 23 people have lost their lives, 12 million acres of land has been devastated, large scale evacuations are taking place, and half a billion wildlife has perished. They fear that the worst is still to come. In many rural areas, volunteers are working with little resources, risking their lives and health to keep the fires at bay and keep people safe. Teams are working to help slow moving wildlife and get them to safety, treating burns and wounds and caring for them when they have nowhere to escape.

The original painting is based on a well loved piece named Glory which celebrates the bountiful abundance of out beautiful natural world. The gold leaf droplets symbolise the nourishment that nature gifts us. This abstract and surrealist piece was created with love for nature and wildlife, and every penny of its sale will go to the teams that work to actively save and preserve it.

The painting is 12×12″ inches unframed, and is varnished with a protective topcoat to preserve vibrancy. It comes with a box containing the official certificate of authenticity and an accompanying sketch.
Auction ends at 10.53am GMT on Wednesday 8th (tomorrow!)
Katy x

My Decade in Review!

I took this time to reflect on the past 10 years, and I started writing about it privately, and thought what the hell, share it with the world! So here are the last 10 year in almost Tolkein-esque like detail (minus the elves) Enjoy!


I was 21. This was the year I graduated with a BA Honours in Fine Art. A course that has incredibly little to do with what I do now, but probably valuable in terms of the theoretical side of art, which I excelled at for the essays. Ironically, studio time and physically creating the art was not my forte on this course.

I completed the final half of my final year at University, a 10 000 word dissertation on how the studio environment affects the outcome of the art. I also struggled with crippling anxiety, panic attacks almost on a weekly, sometimes daily basis, and the impending dread of post-university life.

Once graduated I got a job back in my hometown, and would get the train on weekends to visit friends. I had the backwards body clock from working night shifts in a warehouse, so I would often get to a friends house and immediately fall asleep…


I decided to take a leap, but not in the direction I originally wanted. I had been saving up at the current job to go travelling, something a lot of people I knew had done with the ease of family money. I pulled everything I could together but during my frequent visits back to my previous place of study I felt compelled to experience the freedom and independence that I had for 3 years at uni. I used that money in February to rent a room in a house share with a group of girls, one of which is still one of my closest friends. I got a job at a little independent coffee shop which was a cocktail bar at night, and worked here for the rest of the year.

Towards the end of the year my social life was much happier, I had made friends for life, and entered a relationship that would go horribly wrong and shape the rest of my decade.

I had also started painting. I had bought a few canvases and did some charcoal and watercolour work on them. I exhibited these at a local cafe with a talented illustrator (@lionbird) and a few of them sold. This set a goal for the coming year.


I decided to leave my job at the coffee shop and took on a job at a very upmarket restaurant. I worked incredibly hard, at the same time moved in with my boyfriend of the time. After 1 month on a zero hour contract, payday rolled around and the pay slip was very slim… When I confronted the manager she said they could not afford to pay normal wages (made sense why most of the staff were 16…) and that was all they would give me. This equated to £2.80 an hour. I was 23, desperate for money and unable to understand that this was highly illegal. In a bid to be able to make ends meet I had to see out a bit longer at the restaurant until another (more law abiding) restaurant took me on. A very warm and lovely place where my friend had got me an interview. At the same time, my partner and I got a puppy, and I was happily painting.

I had contacted a local art fair at the beginning of this year, and they accepted me to have a stall. I did 2 of these. With the help of my then partner I worked on as many canvases as I could, and manned the stall each day. I could not believe that people wanted to buy my work.

I started this very blog. I had leaflets made which we posted through hundreds of letterboxes on a cold, rainy evening. I set things in motion to make a business of selling my work. It was a very slow start, I had managed to get a number of sales and commissions, and just as I was getting into the flow…

That partner broke up with me. I had to leave the house, I had to leave our dog never to see her again. My heart was broken for a million reasons, but I had very little time to grieve, as I had to move forward with no money. A few weeks on my friends sofa, in her house where I rented a room, which was now empty, were some of the darkest. With little money to feed myself, I had to work, and try to navigate finding another room to rent alongside a crushing heartbreak that went beyond far that. It was grief, for a family that had become mine, a dog that I had known from a puppy, and a partner who dropped my boxes off in the middle of the street and drove off never to be seen again. I was at my most vulnerable in every way.

I found a house close by, managed to wriggle out of putting a deposit down to rent the room, and moved straight in. The house was a professional house share of people I did not know, and over time people would move out and others would move in. There were some kind characters, and some questionable ones at first, but they were good people really, all doing the same as me, just trying to navigate life. The first month of living there was hard. I was in a strange place where I felt unsafe, meanwhile I was a broken shell of a person. I had gone from being what felt like someone who was valued, to discarded immediately. I had to contend with my grief, while trying to adjust to a new life that felt like 10 steps backwards. I went to work at the restaurant, and came home to nothingness.

Around a month into this nothingness, it was November and I felt a pull do something different with my hair. I guess I wanted to feel nice. It was a Saturday morning, and I wasn’t going to be working until 7pm that evening. I sat in bed with my laptop looking for a blog about hair styles. All that kept coming up for some strange reason was a business blog (Marie Forleo) which I clicked away from, only for it to come back up again on my search. Something made me look at her website properly. I found myself down a rabbit hole of videos. It was then a realisation hit that I was the one in charge of my life. Not the managers who illegally under paid me. Not the ex partner. Nobody else had anything to do with how my life played out but me. I was going to start a business, I was going to get myself financially steady, I was going to turn my life around once and for all.

This began Katy Jade Dobson Art.


It would be a great montage for a film, when the protagonist gets themselves together and starts working. Throw some upbeat music over it and it would be perfect for a rom com. I started working hard with the only resources I had. A room to sleep in (and paint in) an internet connection, a laptop and phone, armed with research on business and marketing and a fire in my belly. I took on commissions, I filmed time lapse videos, I hustled so hard on social media. The reality is that peppered through this time of pulling myself together was still an agonising heartache and grief that at times would consume me. At the same time, hours dried up at the restaurant and I was left with no choice but to really push my art.

I managed to get a place at the Sam Scorer gallery, the amount to rent it equalled the amount I had saved in tips from bar work, it was fate. This exhibition was a room of just my work, created, curated and managed by me, and a lovely friend who helped me install it all. It wasn’t hugely successful. I had a newspaper interview for it, as well as an article in the Journal. But it taught me a lot about what I was doing and for this it was worth it.

This year was incredibly successful for me, it was hard, at times felt impossible, but I managed to make good sales, doing what I loved, and things felt somewhat together by the end of the year. I still lived in the house share with strangers, and I still felt overwhelming sadness, but I was making positive changes where I could. I had adopted a positive outlook, and the life-changing knowledge that I was the only one who could make a change in my life, this had stopped me waiting around or being the victim of each situation. This level of personal growth was the beautiful sapling that had sprouted from the rock bottom.


We had a new resident at the house. He wasn’t the last with this issue either. A poor soul had entered the house share sober, and had relapsed on his first night in. We were burgled at this time too. This began a turbulent time. For me it started off fearful for myself, and angry that just as I was finding peace, here I was again with my life upturned. This man would smash up the house in one trip to the bathroom. I had to clean blood and urine regularly.  He would stagger into me in haze that would leave me hiding behind furniture. After some awful seizures and potentially life threatening bumps he had, the numerous ambulance calls I made, and chats with paramedics led me to understand that this was not a situation for me to feel fear, but instead compassion. I learnt a lot about addiction in this time. I learnt that this guy was highly intelligent, but only aimed to live a normal life. He wasn’t a monster, a mess who couldn’t get himself straight, he was someone with a disease. I worked really hard to get help for him, I put all work on hold, and rarely slept during this time.

Once he had moved out and hopefully received help, once things had calmed down, this happened again. Another elderly woman had moved in, she loved to cook and enjoyed red wine in the evening. Only it took a number of nights to learn that I had to turn off all the hobs as she drank herself into a deep sleep, stained in red wine while the food burnt out. She was aggressive. Each night as as the red wine flowed she would get angrier, and more vicious. At this point, on realising there was an issue with the letting agents, I contacted the landlord about this issue, who gave us an eviction notice of immediate effect.

Somehow, with a lot of positive thoughts I landed on my feet in a lovely flat. This was where I finally felt safe and calm after a few years of upheaval. I saw out the rest of the year in this flat, which was somewhat empty as I had no furniture to fill it. The rest of the year was a calm journey of working really hard on painting. When it came the end of the year, I got in touch with a publishers who signed me and my work immediately. I produced my first proper collection (The Spectrum Collection) and finally furnished my flat. Life was both calm, and exciting. Exactly what I had been working towards all this time.


After numerous exhibitions, and a hell of a LOT of painting, I moved to an even bigger flat. Great lighting and space to paint in, and just as I had dreamed over the years. This started some of the best few years I had ever experienced. This year was a time of working, with a much needed holiday in Turkey, which kickstarted a friendship with my tribe, who have now traveled and experienced so much together.


A great year. I finally looked into some mental health problems that I had both failed to recognise as issues, and also lived with quietly with fear of seeming crazy. With the gentle guidance of my friend Jack I went to my GP. I saw out a course of CBT (Cognitive Behavioural Therapy) which was unsuccessful for me, but I also tried out medication that actually was very successful. It worked to control the imbalances associated with anxiety disorder and made it more manageable. This made me feel free for the first time in a while.

I went to Amsterdam, Prague (almost Barcelona but the flight was cancelled…) and was a bridesmaid at my sisters wedding. Later that year I went to Cuba, a dream come true. 2 nights in the beautiful, lovely and soulful Havana. Then 7 in the peaceful paradise of Varadero. I would never have imagined in the years prior that I would be able to take a holiday like this one.

I also released one of my biggest collections, (The 21 Grams Collection) a body of work that I felt immensely proud of seeing through.


After a wonderful trip to Athens, I then learnt that I was pregnant. The flat was accessed by stairs only and I was so sad to say goodbye to it, but happily moving into a quiet village with my partner to set up for Reuben, who was about to enter the world in a whirlwind and change up everything! I still worked hard throughout my pregnancy, keeping up work and moving house was difficult for a woman carrying a wriggly human around! On my 8th month of pregnancy I attended an exhibition from my bird related work, featuring live hawks, owls and more. Holding a huge Hawk on my arm, at an exhibition of my paintings, at 8 months pregnant may be one of my peak life experiences…

Reuben joined us Earth side early in November, pretty overdue and without much desire to sleep. The next year or so was a wonderful, sleepy, sometimes impossibly difficult, but always heart wrenchingly gorgeous time.


Trying to balance working and being a breast feeding mother was harddddd. Amazing! but hard. I did the best I could keeping my commissions finished in good time, and working on mini collections. My main focus was enjoying Reuben, and paying my bills, and everything else fell by the wayside. The first half of the year was peaceful, but then a last minute house move took place! Once settled, in the new house I was ready to concentrate on work more. Reuben enjoyed some nursery days, and I got back to working as hard as I could.

At the end of the year, I landed the commission of a life time. To dress the walls at Adam Handling Chelsea with nature and wildlife art specific to the history of the building. I gave it my all for the following months, everything I had. And couldn’t be more happy with the final results. Again, looking back to 2013 I could never have imagined my work would find its way to such an establishment.


Raring to go, I started the year with a new collection. It was the biggest I had done since having Reuben, and somewhat more abstract and different to what I would usually work on. I also released a book (more info on that soon) which was a culmination of my work over the years, with excerpts from me. I went to numerous exhibitions with this work and was so proud of how far I had come.

I then finally made it to Barcelona with a gorgeous tribe of funny, clever, kind, adventurous ladies, this trip had been long awaited for all of us. A flurry of tapas, sangria, giggles, vertigo and flamenco dancing.

Something began to shift later in the year. It was hard to place but something didn’t feel right in my work life. It took a few events and a lot of reflection to realise that maybe it was time to start a new chapter. All those years ago I had learnt that this feeling wasn’t on anyone else, it was only me who could do something about my life. I had chosen this year to reflect back to the word ‘accountability’ and I knew almost instantly that making a change was the way forwards. I made the tough decision to leave my management of 5 years to work independently from 2020 onwards. This was a hard decision to come to, they had dramatically changed my life for the better and had become family over the years. But as a new decade was approaching, I felt the need to take my hard earned lesson over the years that I am accountable for how my life plays out.

I have goals that are bigger than what my brain can envisage, but like my beautiful flat, the commission of a lifetime, and my amazing boy Reuben have taught me, is that the most incredible and unexpected things are still to come!

This is not the whole story, there are things that I have not shared but would some day like to, but to condense a decade in a blog post means savagely choosing between events and lessons, and these are the ones I both felt comfortable to share, and would potentially be valuable so someone out there!

2020 starts tomorrow, it was cathartic to write out this breakdown of my decade and reflect on lessons and events that have made me grow in the most unforeseen ways, in the most unusual of circumstances. I am completely charged and ready to go for the next decade, and open to knowing that all bets are off, anything and more can happen!

I hope for less moving, and finding somewhere to build up as our own, as well as create the ultimate studio space. I want to work with charities and use my paintings to be of service and create a better world. I also want to push my own capabilities and shine a light on what I can really do when I strip away self doubt. I  want to continue as I recently have of creating from a soulful place, to use my art to sit with any discomfort rather than use it as an escape. I want to live in my learned experience that growth is on the other side of fear. Lets see what happens in 2020!

Happy new year! I hope you have the most amazing start to the new decade.

Katy x

2020 Announcement!

If you’ve been following my work all this time (and it has been a while now since I started this blog) and you have kept up to do date recently on my artwork, then you may have noticed a bit of a change.

After 5 great years with Wishbone Publishing I will be changing direction and working and trading as an independent artist. This has been a couple of months in the works in order to keep the transition as smooth as possible! Joining Wishbone was life changing for me and my work, I had hustled and grafted for almost 2 years before reaching out to Wishbone for representation, and the way they managed my work for the next few years was life altering. Alongside this fantastic opportunity they became family. Jack began working there around the same time that I signed, and he is now one of my best friends and stuck with me for life. (Sorry Jack.)

As 2019 began to draw to a close I knew that a change was in order and it was time for a new chapter. It is a new decade after all! No matter how terrifying, it was a decision that felt right. When I first began working professionally as an artist I was 23, living in an unsettled house-share after a turbulent period, just a few years after finishing University. My mental health was not great, but on the back burner due to knowing so little about it! I had a deep conviction that I was going to turn my life around. This was 2013. By the time I signed with Wishbone I was in need of a bit of help, I had pushed my career single handedly for years and was tired. Out of nowhere, I had logistics and more taken care of by a great team who gave me full artistic freedom, took chances on me when I had new ideas, and looked after me on a personal level. They were more than just a professional partnership, but helped to guide me through some very formative years.

Fast forward 7 years and I am now 30 and a mother. It seemed the right time to make this move, as both my art and myself have grown and evolved! I have a lot in mind that I want to achieve, create and communicate. I spoke recently in a post on social media into stepping into fear. I have done this multiple times, I regret it initially each time for sure, but I wholeheartedly believe that true growth happens not by staying in the very tempting and easy comfort zone, but through the discomfort of new experiences. Creatively, for myself at least, pushing my boundaries is essential! This is how I have scaled as an artist. This is how I have taught myself new techniques that all add up to the work I am able to create now as opposed to what I could do when I first started. It is easy to understand that this great change happens through discomfort, but to place yourself there is hard.

But I have done it. Let’s see what happens.

For the galleries who currently work with me, please feel free to contact me at / 07414537234

For now, with any enquiries about my work, sales and who to contact for a particular piece, where to go and what to do, contact me directly at


Katy x

Women’s Art – Inspiring female artists from around the world – #1

The art of women is not a category of its own. The art of women through history and around the world is part of the tapestry of art history in its own right, blended in and out of the more predominantly highlighted male artists for sure, but is there and is bold and vital. Highlighting female artists in particular as a series for blog posts is to take up that extra bit of space that women have been denied, to give that little bit of internet over to the women and fill up that space with what they have to say and create.

Researching artists for this little segment on my little blog has been the biggest pleasure and more important personal work than I first anticipated. To be able to step closer to the women whose work I admired from afar and take a closer look at their ‘why’ and ‘how’ has been dreamy.

I had to open the first of the series with my own favourite, kicking off with 4 very different artists, established in their own right and known globally for their work.


Wangechi Mutu

Mutu is a brilliant and radiantly established Kenyan-American artist whose work belonging in the Afrofuturism movement focuses on the female body in the form of collages, paintings, sculptures and live performances. Her work sits boldly on the subjects of gender, art, race, politics, environmentalism, personal identity and so many, many more.

Concerned deeply with Western commercialism, Mutu has explained that “a lot of my work reflects the incredible influence that America has had on contemporary African culture. Some of it’s insidious, some of it’s innocuous, some of it’s invisible. It’s there.”  She is exploring the ‘in-betweens of her position of being a female African in America, the hybridity of her culture .’

I first fell in love with the imagery she produces of females and felt compelled to know more about the purposeful distortions that her collages represent. The way the female body is imposed upon within western culture, but more importantly how her own culture is imposed upon, and in showing this in such a way that places a discomfort and unease around the female form she shows, as if blending both the ideal and the disliked that is so heavily put upon women and their cultures and the impossible, non-sensical nature of it is shown brilliantly.

Her work is so important and bold in its message, but pockets of sensualism and a delicateness laces throughout its visuals.


‘You are my sunshine’ – collage painting on paper – 2015


‘Forbidden fruit picker’ – collage painting 2015


Wangechi Mutu


Cornelia Konrads

The sculptural land art of Konrad’s is breathtaking. In idyllic settings in lush green spaces, she creates beautiful structures that further emphasise the beauty of the nature around her, without imposing anything new upon it, or overriding it. It feels like an appreciation of nature, and a manipulation of the natural materials around her to make you look twice at what was already there. There is a feeling of a moment frozen in time with her gravity defying visuals.

Based in Germany, Konrads has three passions: art, philosophy and travelling and is grateful that life has offered her the opportunity to combine the three. On the topic more specifically about being a woman in her field, she mentions that her enjoyment in construction has always been met with the opposition that construction work is not something for girls. She has managed to break that mould and rise above what it had meant to be a stereotypical female artist.

Her manifesto is to shake you out of sleep walking, and reignite your interest in the natural world around you. She says ‘I’m fascinated by this transient thing called “moment” or “presence.” The mysterious rupture between past and future. Consequently my work aims to cause a moment of irritation, by adding an element to the scene, which refuses to fit into the expected order.  On the whole when we look, we don’t see. We wander in a sort of monologue with ourselves. Moments of irritation and amazement can shake us out of this mental drowsiness.’



Yulia Ustinova

Ustinova creates beautiful soft sculptures from her love of crocheting. Made with a metallic carcass centre, the sculptures are often between 25-60cm big. Previously an illustrator, Ustinov combined her love for sculpture and crocheting by creating these ladies. Coming from an artistic family in Russia with a mother who taught her to crochet at 5, she then followed an artistic path through her academic life.

I can’t find a great deal of information on Ustinova, I noticed she exhibits her ladies in museums and rarely sells them. I personally liked the light hearted nature of her work. As someone who always struggled working with textile materials I find it to be a great mastery of her practice.






Claire Brewster

A UK born artist who has travelled the world in a way that has shaped her artwork, Brewster has worked in a variety of mediums from metal and paintings, to paper art. Using out of date maps and atlases, Brewster creates delicate structures and mounts them almost as installations.

Having lived in Spain and Romania, and spent her adult life living in London, you can see the link between the geological nature of her art and the flurry and wildness of the nature she depicts. She says ‘Nature is ever present, even in the most urban environments, taking over wherever we neglect, living in a separate yet parallel universe. I take my inspiration from the natural environment, creating entomological installations of flora and fauna from imagined locations.’

Working to represent nature in natural materials, I wonder if her urban lifestyle in London has encouraged her to show that nature thrives even in locations that are built in opposition of nature. As a bird art lover myself I really enjoy these little structures as well as her other works in painting form.



‘We all have our freedom’



Monthly female artist appreciation

Every month I am going to showcase the work of a number of female artists from around the world.

For a number of years now I have inadvertently been compiling a list of inspiring female artists. What is the point in having such a rich and amazing list without sharing and showcasing with as many people as possible the inspiring work and voices of women from so many backgrounds.

I hold this tiny art space, in this little corner of the internet and while I hold your attention I would like to bring forward female creators, their work and their words. From famous and known globally to women who create for fun and love of making.

Every first day of the month starting next month will be to showcase and pass the mic to female artists. If you have any suggestions, or want to submit your own art, please email

Working from home with a baby/toddler – Adapting.

As a little human moves from infant, to baby to toddler, the way you parent changes and adapts alongside. Fitting in work alongside this is quite the juggle and means your work life is also under the same pressure to adapt.

Only the adaptable survive according to Darwin, and at times I didn’t think my career could survive. It wasn’t until I let go of structure (something that would always be a challenge for me) and expectations, and more importantly, my previous style of working.

I have been self employed and working from home since my early twenties. Before this I worked in bars/restaurants/office/warehouse/shop fronts and back. This level of freedom was something I had aimed for, worked for and achieved with many sacrifices along the way and I appreciated every second of it, and enjoyed each day of feeling free. So when a baby came along this freedom was gone. In Reuben’s case he did not want to sleep. He has been a curious, energised and spirited soul right from being an infant, one of so many qualities this tiny human has and one of the boldest and most exciting. But my work took a hit.

In an instant I went from having all the time in the world to paint, to barely a moment. A number of times I painted with him in a sling attached to my chest but my movement was very limited. He preferred to nap on me and so a spare minute to paint was rarely on the horizon. However, stupidly I would still task myself to complete X amount of painting that day, or write X amount of words towards my book. At the end of the day, when all that was achieved was a rushed shower, a few dabs of a paint brush and a bowl of cereal I would feel utterly deflated. However, I had fed a baby from just my body and kept him happy, comfortable and alive. (Sounds so basic in theory, but in practice…)

Eventually I caved to my new reality. What I saw as giving up ended up giving me the freedom to create more efficiently, and as a result, MORE. I aimed to focus on my baby and myself, if any time popped up, great. If it didn’t, then that is fine. I found that without trying so hard to encourage a nap with so much at stake, he ended up having more small naps in his moses basket here and there. That was ten minutes here and there to paint. That was enough to write a chapter intro. Maybe even enough to finish of the detail on a certain animal subject. From giving up on the ideal of having an hour or so solid time to work, letting go of expectations of the day meant I found time in whatever form it could be. This eased pressure on myself, on Reuben, and on my work. I could only do what I could manage.

Fast forward to him being a toddler. He has gone through a number of evolutions in this period of time where my work schedule has had to adapt around him. The most recent being the dropping of his second nap, which halved my work time. One of the tough parts of working from home as a new mother is that relaxing during his nap times goes out of the window. As soon as his head hits the pillow the brushes are out and palette fully loaded. Adding extra nursery time was the only option to allow me to still thrive and create work, without taking too much of a hit from lack of time. At first I panicked, but then I remembered the importance of being adaptable.

Every mother has a different experience, not every baby avoids sleep. I hear of the mythical unicorn babies who sleep all the time, giving new parents the time to set up side hustles or relax and catch up on TV. Parents who have to head back to work for their regular shifts and adapt to childcare and new routine. Parent’s with family who sweep in like superheroes to relieve the pressure. Parent’s with very little help. But one thing I have noticed is that this pressure eases, as time goes by. You get through it no matter how tough, and being adaptable in your circumstances will always benefit you.



Book! A collection of collections – Katy Jade Dobson

I have a book!


For over two years this has been in the works. I knew very specifically how I wanted this book to look and feel. It was going to house years of artwork after all.

The title Phosphenes comes from the name for the sensation of spots of colours and light that you see when you rub your eyes. A phenomena of seeing without light entering the eye. A title that inspired an earlier collection, and a word I find truly beautiful.

At a huge 224 pages, simple hardback cover design with coloured hot foil pressed lettering emblazoned on the front and spine, aesthetically making this book a perfect coffee table book. Inside, the content design (by Ash Dowie) is sleek and minimal to offer more attention for the intricate and boldly colourful works that my signature style focuses on. It is separated into chapters and subchapters to collate my varying subject groups and styles as well as focuses on materials and colours also. I have introduced each chapter with my thoughts and feelings of my work for over 5 years. It was important to me to fulfil the wants of collectors around the world as well as anyone new to my work, the thoughtful design and navigation hopefully lends to this!

As with everything that comes from my studio, this is a labour of love, something dreamed about and brought into fruition with so much handwork and personal touches throughout. Having a book showcasing my artwork is a dream come true, and being able to hold it after 2 years of work has been such a career highlight.

The standard hardback book is priced at £49.99, all shipping and returns information is noted on the website linked. There is also a limited edition boxed book of 295 editions that come with a limited edition print inside the box alongside the book and a certificate, these are priced at £149.99 and are available from galleries noted on my website.

Buy here!