Standing up for my floral friend

Standing up for my floral friend

I drew this a couple of months ago. I really enjoyed the process, the experimenting and then playfully adding polka dots just for the fun of it. I never shared it because there was such a mixed reaction from a few people – it is something you either love or hate...
Edinburgh – through the red velvet curtains

Edinburgh – through the red velvet curtains

When Beth googled “magical places in Europe” to visit during our big adventure, I noticed a shift in my thinking. It wasn’t just castles that seemed magic, but it was like there was some indefinable sparkle in the air where almost anything seemed...
Robertsbridge and the land of my ancestors

Robertsbridge and the land of my ancestors

My mum was a very keen genealogist, and long before the internet she spent years researching our family history in person, gathering birth and death certificates, visiting cemeteries, hand searching shipping records and writing letters to potential relatives. It was a...
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...
A pirate, a quilt and a brand new baby

A pirate, a quilt and a brand new baby

Pirate, dragon rider, dreamer, artist, super hero, poet or adventurer … don’t be afraid to follow your dreams, little man, and be proud just to be you. As a very special little boy entered the world this week I wanted to celebrate the moment and share that...
Leonie’s chrysanthemums

Leonie’s chrysanthemums

Good friends who understand how things are with little explanation. The solidarity in having “been there”. That’s what these flowers remind me of. A gift of the most enormous bunch of chrysanthemums which seemed to tower over me. Lamingtons. Fruit...
View from Mount Dandenong

View from Mount Dandenong

During winter weekends we tend to hide under our blankets in front of the tv and hibernate, but every so often we need to head out into the fresh air and shake our limbs out a little. There is only so long we can stay inside without going stir crazy. The thought of...
Love, marriage and rainbows

Love, marriage and rainbows

Nearly three decades ago I was lucky enough to marry the man I loved in my parent’s garden. Saying “I do” was a huge commitment, and scary, but it changed our lives in a wonderful way. We made our promises to each other in front of our family and...
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...
Pyjama Day Rules

Pyjama Day Rules

I spent Mother’s Day on the couch with my 17 year old daughter watching Masterchef and Elementary. We had the chocolate (peanut M&M’s), the fluffy blankets and the dog snuggled up between us. We had morning tea, lunch and dinner lazing on the couch. We...