Hello, my friends! I’m so happy to share some wonderful news — my new exhibition, Fleeting Moments , is opening soon at The Mill Adelaide...

Swaying gently on the porch, my darling kids and I, a cool, dry breeze upon our cheeks, beneath the diamond sky. The air is soft with...

Where My Spirit Belongs by Rhubee Neale The peppercorn trees sway with grace, In golden light, they find their place, Leaves glimmering like emerald gems, As sunbeams dance on nature’s hems. Their branches rustle, a soft refrain, A soothing song in a gentle strain, As twilight whispers through the land, Ghost gums stand tall, a regal band. With trunks that glow in fading light, They cradle stories, ancient and bright, Each tree a keeper of tales untold, Waiting for

Fictional short story Born from the red ochre dust, a child of the Dreamtime, Ruby Sue carried magic in her every step. Her laughter rang across the station, a song that healed hearts and stirred the wind. She sang the melodies her mother had taught her as a child—songs of the Dreamtime that carried stories of the past and whispers of the future. Through them, Ruby Sue learned respect, love, and the enduring strength of her people. Her beauty was quiet but striking: dark hair

Today, my feet met the soft, white sand of Henley Beach. The moment I stepped onto it, I felt the Earth’s quiet hum beneath me — a deep,...

Embracing Visibility Through Photography: My Transformative Experience with Antoinette Photography By Rhubee NealeDesert Rhubee’s...

Every brushstroke was a step toward healing… and I’m absolutely thrilled to finally share this mural with you all! I can’t even describe how much joy this journey has brought me. From the very first splash of paint to the final detail, I loved every single moment—especially because I got to create it side by side with my beautiful friend and incredibly talented artist, Mel Heatley. Mel, you’re not just an artist with magic hands—you’re family to me. This mural was never just

By Rhubee Neale The soft checked white and grey dressing gown hangs nestled amongst my scarves, garments, and keepsakes-each one holding...

With every brush stroke Painting is more than just a pastime; it's an essential part of who I am, deeply connected to my earliest...

Recently, I have been thinking about my Aunty Patsy. I wanted to share with everyone how I am incredibly fortunate to have this remarkable woman in my life. I want to shine a light on my Aunty Patsy Morton, an outstanding artist from the Northern Territory. I proudly call her "Mum" because she is my mother Lucy Gibson's younger sister and the elder sister of my late Aunty Janey Briscoe. With a deep connection to their homeland, Arrungkey, Patsy can be found at Yuelamu. For

strong in land and lore

Rhubee Neale's desert painting, the logs burn softly beneath a luminous full moon. Purple hills undulate across the central desert...

Rhubee Neale Artwork When I painted this artwork I was overwhelmed by the energy flowing through me onto the canvas. "Healing Song...

The red earth of Alice Springs will always run through my veins, but the salty air of Adelaide now fills my lungs. This is my story of...

Koori Mail I can still feel the warmth of the red dust beneath me as I sat there as a little girl in Alice Springs. The sun was beating...

My journey as an artist and musician has been one of healing, resilience, and rediscovery. I was born in Alice Springs in 1964, and my...

My earliest memories are deeply intertwined with music and storytelling, rooted in the red centre of Australia where I was born. As a...

I grew up in Alice Springs, surrounded by the red earth and vast desert landscapes. The dust storms were a part of my childhood, as...

Earing by Mell and Rhubee  I want to post on my blog that I am very excited to commence working every Tuesday for an hour as an Art...

Hi! Everyone, Its a excited day for me my website in going live. So happy, been along time now its here. Rhubee Neale 5 year Old and...