Hi, I’m Libby.
I was born in Ivano-Frankivsk, a quiet town near the Carpathian Mountains in Western Ukraine. As a child, I could sit for hours watching my dad, a graphic artist, at work. That’s how I first fell in love with creativity: silently, deeply, and forever.In the 90s, like many others, I left Ukraine in search of new beginnings. Moscow became my next stop, a chaotic, intense city where I studied graphic design and graduated with honours. But the real dream was still ahead.After years of waiting and paperwork, my family and I finally moved to Australia. I’ll never forget my first impression: the colours here looked too bright, almost unreal, especially after the grey smog of Moscow. It felt like a place I’d always belonged. But as any migrant knows, settling in a new country is rarely easy.Learning English, building a new life from scratch, and finding my place in the community were only part of the challenge. My son’s health brought unexpected struggles. And my own career? I had to put it on hold.But when words failed, colours spoke.I turned to painting, at first, just to cope, then to reconnect with myself. I began capturing the beauty of Australian nature: the wild light, the strange animals, the open skies. Through art, I found hope again, and a way to share it with others.
I believe creativity helps us grow, heal, and stay human, no matter what life throws our way.
Let’s stay connected. create paintings that carry emotion, not just through subject or colour, but through feeling. Inspired by nature and the quiet moments in life, each piece is a reflection of what’s real: beauty, stillness, connection.
I believe art doesn’t just decorate a wall. It transforms a space. It adds presence, warmth, and something you can’t quite name, but feel every time you walk by.
Artworks that found their home.
Each one a quiet memory and a shared joy.



