Sense of Place

Moving away from the city I know

Into the town and the mountains of snow

Out from the place where the dreams have been made

What to do now as the city lights fade

Driving along on the road by the coast

Sensing the fear while we’re making the most

Dawning on me – yet another blank page

Closing the curtain on yesterday’s stage

Finding myself on the edge of the lake

Looking across at the dreams still to make

Words doing flips in the middle of night

Colours emerging and into the light

I’m looking for home and the place that I knew

I think it lies somewhere out over the blue

I keep driving over – the road it winds long

And over the airwaves a beautiful song

I know where I’m going – I know where I’ve been

And this is a place that not everyone’s seen

I stay on the road as the night makes the day

For always in colour are words that I say

by Karina Fay

“I’ve been working on artwork for our upcoming exhibition since moving down to Wanaka from Wellington in November 2011.  Through music, travel, writing, painting and poetry – I’ve found a ‘Sense of Place’ – I’ve found some beautiful music and I’ve found myself there time and time again.  This is where art is made, where words and paint collide and where I fly free.  For me it’s always been about the art – the art of the heart – the art of the part of the heart – of the art – And it always will be.  Dream Big – Fly Free” kf

Sense of Place – The Front Room Gallery – Queenstown, New Zealand – May 2017

I’ve always painted to music and this exhibition is no exception.  Sometimes I find a song that just say’s it all – this is one of these songs.  As we get ready to showcase our artwork and exhibition alongside A Photographic Ensemble… – the debut exhibition for Monark Gallery – I’m so excited to share our artwork with you all…

This has been a dream in the making – through it all.  This is it – this is the dream!!

Sense of Place – A Photographic Ensemble…


Morning walk, early morning…… the path winds up and over the hill ahead.  It’s quiet, eerie still – like a pulse in between moving traffic on the road to the left.

I love this place – it’s thinking space, music space and I keep walking.  The ground is frozen, another frost in the midst of late winter and I feel spring close by – so close, I can touch it.


On the side I catch a glimpse – a blanket of diamonds sprawled out between the undergrowth and I stop for a breath.  Not one, but dozens of glistening webs line both sides of the path.  And this one is special – as if it was placed there by a giants hand – so delicate, so perfect, so crisp and clear.

I keep walking, up and over to Diamond Lake…

I climb the steps up to the lookout point on the hill above.  The view is amazing from here and the lake plays like a movie of fast moving clouds on the surface.  Mountains surround me in every direction – enveloping me in a tight embrace.  The path continues up the hill – to the summit of Rocky Mountain…

Slabs of schist lie beside the track near the top, golden tussock’s spring up from every part of the diagonal track and the path winds it’s way around the edge…

I keep walking…

The view from here is spectacular – looking down at the outline of West Wanaka – the colours of nature perfectly blending in as lines of mountains of every size and shape fill the void between the water and the sky.  I stop, take in the view

and keep walking…

I am transported somewhere, moonlight flickers through the trees and shadows sway and move with the light breeze.  Water weaves through the landscape to the valley floor below as the snow changes into droplets…


I keep walking.

Time is drifting, moving, shifting and…

I’m home.

The journey’s been long.  The journey’s been awesome.  The journey’s always beginning.

I know this place.  I know the writing.  I know…

Time flies.

There’s a light up ahead – shining.

So bright it shines through everything.  Through the darkest clouds, the brightest sunshine and the brightest universe.  So bright I know I’m home – So bright I can always count on it… So bright, so high, so free…

Looking around, I see the curve of the river below, sinking into the sunset.  I see the gentle outline of the mountains and the pockets of vegetation between the lakes.  I see the shoreline – the light flickering through the ripples of water and I know where I am… and I’m sure…

I’m sure of it all.  I’m sure of myself.  I’m sure of you.

I’m sure…


A journey of 1000 smiles…

Leaving the studio today for their gallery debut

28 April 2017

What a journey it’s been – What a journey it will be! Thanks so much!!


Author: karinafayblog

Artist - Wanaka, New Zealand

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