
And at the end of all our exploring
T.S.Eliot

Art and WellBeing
Creating Possibilities.
Artist-Run-Initiative in Provincial Western District of Victoria, Australia



Annie Keil-Taggart ARTIST
Country born, Contemporary Australian Artist for whom travel, dreams and stories are immersive, creative spaces full of possibility. I aim to interpret, explore and express inspired spaces. Come on the Journey with me!
(Masters in Creative Enterprise)
Creating Possibilities. Expression from your inner self.
HOMAGE... BUILDING UPON...ACKNOWLEDGING THE ARTISTIC CIRCLE AROUND ME IN WARRANDYTE/ELTHAM... RETURNING TO ROOTS... CREATING NEW POSSIBILITIES A Mosaic of Family & Culture
Parents reunited after the war and New Guinea. Camperdown, in the Fifties particularly, was recovering from the war. Many men returned home shell-shocked and worse. Men mainly kept in contact with their war buddies. My father returned from a double stint in New Guinea keeping planes up in the air to find his beloved yacht in Melbourne had been sold off on him. My mother’s favourite brother, Bill, had been a war hero running out under machine gun fire and slinging a mate over his shoulder to get him to medical aid. He was killed shortly after when the Vichy French betrayed the Allies. It was a week before Armistice Day. He didn’t come home. My mother always kept the other half of the thr’pence they had cut in half with the household axe before he went off.
My father, Bill and Jock Headley were best mates before and throughout and after the war. (Jock Headley married a local girl, Inie Wright, who was my mother’s lifelong friend). It was Jock who had been in the Middle East with Bill Healy and he brought home a small jar of multi coloured sand from Beirut where Bill is buried for my mother and family.
Much later on, I stood at the gateway to the Road to Damascus when I was in Jerusalem and desperately wanted to follow it but it was too dangerous on my own with a young child. My mother was like a natural therapist with my father. A very loving one. The friendships made were forged in hardship and loss and were unshakeable. The music from that era persisted in our lounge room and many others . I grew up dancing around to it up in our top room, away from the all the hustle and bustle of the house, sensing the drama and the romance of the time as well. My siblings and myself were “Boomers”. Things were positive. Music ushered in the new eras of Social change. The two World Wars broke the centuries old patterns of Life in Europe, The West and the Asian Countries. The world transformed. People were grateful for their lives. Someone like my mother, metaphorically, waved a huge Flag. It was emblazoned with the Word- LIFE.

“Hardly Necessary”.
Mum riding her horse to school. She and her family all rode horses and her father Martin Healy was recognized as having a "good seat" in a horse which was a mark of respect locally. My mother went to school with Alan Marshall from "I can Jump Puddles" fame. He suffered from polio as a child which was still around in the 50's as was Asthma and TB in the frequently cold and wet conditions of the Western District. People needed sturdy houses and lots of fireplaces, wood and family support. It's a clannish area.

Parent's wedding 1944 at St Patrick's Cathedral, Melbourne. Not a bad effort in those days to get so much finery. My Aunt was the buyer for Eckt's Drapery Store in Camperdown so easier to make possible. Left to Right, Jock Hedley, Stan Taggart, my father, Alfred Edward Forbes Taggart, my Aunt, Nell Healy, Uncle Tim Healy, my Grandmother, Elizabeth Mary Healy (Bird), Uncle Mick Healy, Baby John , son of John Healy.

Paty, American poet and Sully, outside "Sunnyside house', Camperdown

Mum, Sully and Paty in Paty's garden at" Meza Gebel" (Goat Hill), Jancourt Forest. Paty was a bright, energetic, talented young poet, my mother initially met on the Sydney Art gallery steps reading poetry with her first husband Billy Marshall-Stoneking who was a musician, teacher, poet and playwright. They had recently immigrated from America at the time , disgusted at the Race riots and war tone of America in the 70's. They were both super-talented and set up house at Cross Boundary Rd, initially, just out of town. Billy taught at Mercy College for a time before going to live and work at Papunya in the NT as the Desert Art movement came to public attention. Paty stayed and forged a new life at Jancourt Forest with new husband Bill Stace and raising babies, a garden equivalent to a Cathedral and producing poems, drawings and books.

Mum on dad's yacht, "Jillian Joy" in Camperdown before the war.

Rebuilding my Inner House. Lake Bullen Merri 2001. I brought the Canvas of my Warrandyte Home with me. I had plenty to add, subtract, collage and reframe.

Dad and Julian, Warrandyte. Lot 6 Kangaroo Grd Rd. Warrandyte. Adored the place. We left Warrandyte about this time to "go forward"after my son's birth and my husband's collapse. I was paying a morgage of about 17% interest on my own along with everything else. Having parents who were trustworthy and secure gave me the freedom to go out to work and know my son was cuddled up in bed listening to "Uncle Tim" stories that my mother would make up for him about her brother who had been a policeman all his life. My father later walked Julian up to 3yr old Kindy and back and at one point when I took him he referred to their conversations and told me all about the different hats that cowboys wore. The black for the "baddies" and the white for the "goodies". I was astonished . The"wisdom" that granddads have with their grandsons! I was so grateful for the opportunity to go out and live my life and earn a living and still confident of coming home to a happy child.

Camperdown;s first Contemporary Art Exhibition at Purrumbete House. Avi and I and friend at "Who Paints the Cows?" Purrumbete Homestead. Avi was the only man I ever lived with who helped support me in not only the "single mum:" bit but in giving me the space to create and exhibit. Eternally grateful.

My Jancourt Cow for "Who Paints the Cows?" Exhibition at Purrumbete Homestead.

Julian with Nubian Guide in Eygpt. Going into the Valley of the Kings. At the time I had met an Israeli traveller, Avi Egelhard. He stayed with us for several months before going home. and then generously invited us to stay at his home in Tel Aviv with his mother, Miriam. Off we flew to Israel via Thailand and Greece. Tel Aviv was warm and full off palm trees and interesting and kind people. Later, we travelled into Egypt and back to Israel before returning home via Singapore and the Arts festival in Perth and a stay at my sister's house before returning home to little Tandarook. Julian had just turned 6 before we travelled to Eygpt and everywhere we went people came up and welcomed this beautiful blond child. We were so lucky to have Avi and his mother to give us a safe and hospitable home to use as a base for our explorings.

Julian in Luxor, Eygpt. Just turned 6.

Back from Israel

Bedroom at Tandarook

After her death, I felt like I came home to guide her soul back to her own country and the lake we all shared and loved so much a a family. Family story in Lake Back from Ireland and Europe. Guiding my mother's soul home...back to the Lake.

Back in 2001. Preparing for the Exhibition,"Naked Under Western Skies." at PassionFish

Pottery bowl made by Barb Lindsay in Warrandyte . A gift I have carried around with me always to remind me of fruitfulness and WellBeing. Vases of Flowers are the same reminders about WellBeing.... Balance.. amid the flurry of activity... Taking time for breathing .. Being.

Merrian's pic. Early Exhibitions at PassionFish and preparing for group show in Manningham Gallery.

Exhibition piece Early PassionFish . It was a comment of how so many people kept birds here when I was growing up and still do. I painted the energy of the three of us siblings growing up here at the time inside the birdcage on each wall .

Merrian's work Early Exhibition PassionFish

Childhood piece. "Apple Annie" or "Blossom". Early PassionFish

Early PassionFish. "Naked Under Western Skies "

Early PassionFish. Preparing for Exhibition in Melbourne

Jill's kids and Julian playing at the South side of Lake Bullen Merri in the Eighties

Loch Arch Gorge Walls. Layering of Stories in the Generations that have lived here.

Julian and my father at Lake Bullen Merri

Julian and Cameron at the Lake. Cameron and his brother Leif went on to become Water polo champions in the West . They were fearless in the water. We all were.

Loch Ard Gorge

View from Port Campbell pier

Mum at the Lake. Terrible swimmer which never stopped her getting in the water. Her big boobs were great floatation tanks we always ribbed her about. When my father died she went and had a reduction. Much more comfortable for her. When she got through the grief she got Glamorous. Amazing woman.

Seas around the Loch Ard- Just a short trip away

Inspired Spaces Van in Warrnambool

Irish Cup. Happy to accept. Great travellers as well as home makers , kind and fun-loving, loving a song and story and dancing .

Kids at the Lake 80's

Local Map

Curtains and flowers

Preparing for Turamurra Arts Camp with poet, Cliff Smythe, when I was Art Adviser here. Hilary Newman was a solid support person in caring for many kids from different schools to a weekend away immersed in Art, Drama, Horseriding, Poetry, Bushwalking and Rope Climbing. It fitted in with the "Arts for Kids" Initiative I started here . Luckily, it travelled to Warrnambool where it was very successful.

The Gardeners

Julian and my father

Stephen (Wrathall ) Donegan

Family at the Lake

Self and Stephen

Jules and childhood stories. Desert 2018

Lakespace Camperdown

Memories and Reflections

In the Mud and Slum.....

Emergence Lake

Camperdown Child

Desert Reflections

Bell from the ClockTower

The Taggart Women. At a family friend's wedding in Melbourne. My sister made sure her boyfriend/husband had a matching tie made from her paisley outfit she was wearing. My mother could put anything in the ground and it grew. She also knew how to grow people especially her daughters. My brother did pretty well too. We all knew how to create things, virtually out of nothing. The best story was of my two Aunts -my father's sisters-Dot and Flo, girls of the Depression years. They wanted to go to the races at Flemington but no money so looking up at the curtains in the place they were living, pulled them down and quick as a flash had them made up into knockout dresses to wear to the Races and impress the crowd !!

My father and Julian at the Lake. Exploring. Peace.

Julian at the Lake

Caldera Lake. Lake Bulleen Merri. No doubt named after local Elder from here with a similar name. He was a contemporary of "Camperdown George".

Desert Reflections

Dad and Jules in the garden in Camperdown

Mum and Julian in Warrnambool

Heather and Tristan, Warrnambool

The Process, Creating a Workable Space.
Early PassionFish, Camperdown

Art and WellBeing, Warrandyte

Naughty Angel, Broome

- Early PassionFish, Camperdown
- Beginning Inspired Spaces
- Rose Landscape
- Elephant stamp
- Manifold st Camperdown
- Inspired Spaces, Valias st ,Warrandyte
- Professor Quispel at Inspired Spaces. He was responsible for getting many of the Dead Sea scrolls out of Eygpt so they weren't destroyed in lighting campfires by nomads.
- Artek at Debra Halpen's in Nth Warrandyte
- Warrandyte Festival
Home is always where my Studio is, and where I can walk with my dog, Ruby.
Ruby loves her walks.

Nth side of Lake Bullen Merri.

Cloud reflections.

Connections – Seasons – Growth.
Don and Angela the "Twa Bards".

Passionfish Apple

Ainslie in the Broome sunshine

Camperdown Birdhouse, for "Naked Under Western Skies" Exhibition at Manningham Gallery 2001. Growing up here everyone seemed to keep birds.My father did for a long time. I wanted to build an exotic huge cage that had myself and 2 other siblings represented in it. "Growing up in Camperdown'. Sense of the containment.

Window PassionFish

PassionFish Angel. From French Tutor in Black's Garden, Noorat.

Almost French Invitation

Tree hug at the Lake

Table of memories

Self in Studio between Trips Interstate teaching. Merrian's pic.

Julian's room Warrandyte

Guiding Star


Merrian, Chris and myself at studio pre "Naked under Western Skies" Manningham Gallery, Melbourne

Early PassionFish. Group show

Darryl Maclean- Healing Therapist.He and his wife were living in an Artist's (John Gardiner's) home at Carpendeit,Stoney Rises, at the time. John Gardiner and Rex Batterbee were on a painting trip around Hermansberg when they met Albert Natmatjira and taught him to paint. When I went to Alice I brought back a local painting for them living in that space which I thought Darryl would "get" and appreciate.

Quiet Journey

Katherine family painting and Flowers

Early PassionFish

After Dinner. Paty returned this beautiful glass vase to me my mother had given her when she left Camperdown. A bit like coming home to visit again.

Warandyte table with Paty's pic of my father. My students bought me the little black statue as Thanks for working with them that semester at a private Christian school in Mt Waverley. Their permanent teacher got in contact with me to tell me the girls received TOP CATS for their folios shortly afterwards. Think everyone was chuffed.

Warrandyte front garden

sunny day home at the lake

Collection Yakanarra


Early PassionFish

Self -- out of Balgo with new Brumby in Broome

Julian and Vicki dancing at their Wedding, St Kilda (Melb photographer)

Julian with Ashley and Harrison

Ashley and Harry

Tree talk

Back Window View

Paty looking at damage from St Pat's Day fires

Lake after fires.


After the Fires

Smiley student at Mt Leibig

Mt Leibig college Classroom
