Sunset by the river in Quissac, watching the reflections off the river as we munch through our pizza and sip our wine. Doesn’t get much better than that.
Summer in southern France. Doesn’t get much better than sitting out under the trees for every meal, admiring the stunning millhouse where we are staying.
Such a lovely quiet day sketching around the millhouse. All went smoothly until I dropped my paintbrush into the stream and I didn’t have another one!
A blissful day on my own wandering around the millhouse with my watercolours. So much peace. It was gorgeous.
What would a visit to France be without garlic? We couldn’t possibly have eaten that much, but they looked so much like flowers that Michele couldn’t resist
The millhouse was in a big block of land right on the river bank. Lots of trees around to lounge under, including this one. Obviously I had to draw it.
I have never seen so many different types of tomatoes in one place – thanks to my sister’s love of markets. I struggled to draw as fast as they were eaten!
Watercolour of my mum’s luscious garden in Queenscliff. Brilliant colours, everywhere you look. It’s the perfect place to relax.
I am the quiet, squishing my toes in the sand type of person. It fits well with sitting on the beach drawing the ferries and lighthouses around Queenscliff
Drawing the luscious greens on the Esplanade in Darwin as my husband dashes off for an impromptu game of footy in the tropical heat