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Wendy Ng was born in Hong Kong, Educated in the United States, Belgium and the United Kingdom. Her heart has always desired to study art. She was also trained in Wimbledon School of Art’s Art and Design. Ng also has a background in advertising and publishing. She paints in the traditional form but takes her ideas further by experimenting with patterns and textures creating a balance between Real-life Art and Abstract Art. Wendy Ng captures beauty and femininity with her female portrait art…

Wendy Ng ~ Abstract painter

Wendy Ng was born in Hong Kong, Educated in the United States, Belgium and the United Kingdom. Her heart has always desired to study art. She was also trained in Wimbledon School of Art’s Art and Design. Ng also has a background in advertising and publishing. She paints in the traditional form but takes her ideas further by experimenting with patterns and textures creating a balance between Real-life Art and Abstract Art. Wendy Ng captures beauty and femininity with her female portrait art…

Henrietta Harris, Fixed It XII, 2016, Robert Fontaine Gallery

Henrietta Harris, Fixed It XII, 2016, Robert Fontaine Gallery

Melancholy,  melancholy, Melancholy,  memory. Repainted and stained, depicted reframed. I refrain from my friends for days , for days , and days on end. I begin with a walts and a charm and the smile.lady like- hereditary of the women who crushed my words with her food and her charm. She told me to stop telling the truth. And what did she do? Set the table. Melcholy , memory,  melcholy. Mesmerising the way she hid the truth. So well. My tears became invisible. I became silent. And miles away

Melancholy, melancholy, Melancholy, memory. Repainted and stained, depicted reframed. I refrain from my friends for days , for days , and days on end. I begin with a walts and a charm and the smile.lady like- hereditary of the women who crushed my words with her food and her charm. She told me to stop telling the truth. And what did she do? Set the table. Melcholy , memory, melcholy. Mesmerising the way she hid the truth. So well. My tears became invisible. I became silent. And miles away

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