Heather Duggan Anderson Original Collection

There is a moment before I begin that feels like standing at the edge of something ancient.

A canvas, blank. A sense. A whisper. Something not yet formed.

My paintings emerge from this place—where intuition hums louder than logic, where symbols arrive unannounced and ask to be followed. A branch, a crow’s wing, a flicker of gold. I listen. I respond. There is no map, only the unfolding.

The work lives between the visible and invisible. I’m interested in the parts of life that don’t explain themselves: the rhythms of nature, inherited memory, the soft weight of ancestral presence. I believe art can be a kind of divining. A way to ask questions without needing answers.

Some days the image comes in a rush. Other days, it waits for me to become someone who can see it.

My process is quiet and layered. I use texture, gesture, and recurring motifs... threads, feathers, roots... to trace a path through the internal landscape. These are not just visual choices, but energetic ones. Each piece becomes a record of noticing. A map of where I’ve been and what’s been trying to find me.

This is how I paint: as a form of reverence. As a way to learn, if we stay curious in the process.