My Art

About the Book

I have been compelled to reproduce my thoughts and memories using written and visual art mediums for as long as I can remember and will continue to create and recreate until I draw my last. Art is not a choice for artists it is a compulsion, an innate need as necessary as breathing.

About the Author

Juliana Marie (Anger) Warne As a child, the story of Christ’s crucifixion evoked pain and silent tears which made my mother proud in church and the story of my tears was told over and over for many years. The buckets of aching tears shed at the Convent Broadmeadows, Catholic home for Nuns, and temporary home for sinful young girls, were never heard, witnessed, counted or recounted at any time; it was like a gap, a void in the history of my life.