Margaret Woodward’s paintings, produced during forty years of assiduous dedication, are complex, beautiful, mystifying and deeply personal. She travelled into the outback of Australia and the streets of Paris, all subject matter for her work, yet many of her paintings emanate from the inner world of her studio. She employed her unbounding imagination to bring people, objects and landscapes to life. She read the books of philosophers and religious scribes alongside the work of French theorists infusing her work with the sensibilities of their investigations. It was all part of her personal journey expressed in both the application of paint to canvas and her meticulous dark and probing drawings, many large in scale and heroic in nature …