Nicole McNamara Art

10/02/2025

04/15/2025

I started this painting with bold colors and tight, controlled lines—trying to create beauty while masking the chaos I was living in. I was under so much stress, trying to find control while being bullied behind the scenes.

Months later, I looked at it and felt nothing but disgust. It didn’t reflect what I was really feeling. So I covered it—fast, furious strokes of white, wiping away what felt like her. It was an act of healing. Of reclaiming power.

Now, just a few bright shapes peek through. And that feels honest.

I just took this piece in to Osio-Brown to prep for prints, and I can’t wait for you to be able to order them from my website in the next few weeks.
www.nicolemcnamaraart.com. Coming soon!

04/14/2025

When I first began this piece, I chose my go to bold, vibrant details and was completely absorbed in painting the forms and lines. But looking back, I see how tight and controlled my work was. I was carrying so much tension—trying to find control in art because I felt so out of control in life. I was under constant emotional attack, and painting became a way to mask the chaos I was experiencing.

I painted like that for months—bright colors layered over hidden pain.

Then one day, something in me snapped. The person who had been bullying me for so long… I felt so much rage. And suddenly, I couldn’t stand what I had painted. It wasn’t honest. It didn’t reflect how I truly felt.

So I took white paint and smeared it across the canvas—fast, furious, and without hesitation. It felt like I was wiping her away. Destroying the false calm I had been clinging to. And in that act of destruction, I finally created something real.

Now, only a few fragments of those once-bold colors peek through sweeping, neutral strokes. And that feels just right.