The Netherlands – my childhood home

The Netherlands – my childhood home

I figure that I am spiritually about 10% Dutch. I lived in Holland for six of the first ten years of my life, and I have wonderful memories of that time – memories that have been soaking back into my veins and reclaiming my soul since the minute we stepped on a KLM...
Magical mystery tour – Europe 2016

Magical mystery tour – Europe 2016

As I type this I’m looking out over the English countryside and a historic village dating back to 1176. To some people that may not sound like much, but as a Melbourne girl I can’t believe I’m sitting here with this view in front of me. It is simply magical. For at...
Learning not to be “a fixer”

Learning not to be “a fixer”

[This is not a new story of mine by any means, but I am gradually trying to explain the reasons for my artwork that have been made into prints on Etsy. Looking back, this story still holds true. There are always things I wish I could “fix” in lots of areas...
Spring has sprung – or has it?

Spring has sprung – or has it?

No it definitely hasn’t! Here I am in a chilly Melbourne in mid June with the heating on full pelt, thinking fondly of days when the weather will warm up again. I’ll admit I can’t really complain. It’s all relative. I did live in Canada for a...
Broken Hill – the Living Desert

Broken Hill – the Living Desert

My husband and I were in Broken Hill for a few days while I ran some workshops, so during the evenings we dashed around to see the sights we had missed last time  – including the Living Desert just outside town. We had a few false starts as we followed a GPS...
Pumpkin appreciation day

Pumpkin appreciation day

How on earth did we end up with so many gourds decorating our loungeroom? And why do I feel I can’t get rid of them? Is there some weird sort of attraction to the rounded orangeness of them and their gorgeous rotundness? Why did a visitor add a baby gourd to the...
Mum’s collections

Mum’s collections

Okay – I’ll humbly confess that I am VERY late with my Sketchbook Skool homework. Months in fact. But I have been really looking forward to this break over Christmas so I could have the luxury of sitting in bed with my coffee and my ipad, going over the...
Let sleeping dogs lie …

Let sleeping dogs lie …

We love our “little man” dearly – Sully, the Australian Terrier who has loyally looked after our family since my daughter was a preschooler. Now she is taller than me and about to start her last year of high school, but her four legged brother still...
Sketchbook Skool – discovering “my peeps”

Sketchbook Skool – discovering “my peeps”

I am so proud to have been one of the founding students at Sketchbook Skool, much as I still struggle with the spelling! Even when klass is run in the kloud (yes, in this klass we have to use “k”s), I run true to form – the student who doesn’t...
ANZAC Day March, Melbourne 2014

ANZAC Day March, Melbourne 2014

It’s a while ago now, but I thought I’d share a sketch I did while standing in Swanston Street with my daughter watching the Anzac Day parade pass. A hundred years after Gallipoli the ANZAC spirit is still strong, and it is easy to feel a lot of pride for...