SOMETIMES, TO FIND the inspiration for a painting, you have to look inside yourself and reflect on an important moment or object that can bring happiness or fill a void. When my twin brother and I were children in the sixties, my mother owned a geisha doll. This figure took pride of place on her dressing table. We were never allowed to touch her, and I was always fascinated by her beauty. As the years passed, my brother and I grew up and moved out, our mum moved house and the Geisha silently vanished from sight. Years later, after she’d died, we cleared through Mum’s belongings.
