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...
Video of my Clairefontaine sketchbook – still drawing through Europe
Six weeks into our European adventure I started my second sketchbook – a huge achievement for me as I have never filled a sketchbook so fast – or at all really, if I am honest! It was a bit tricky getting used to the skinny, wide landscape format of the...
Video of my golden sketchbook – urban sketching through Europe
Ok, so my Strathmore mixed media journal isn’t really made of gold, but the metallic paints meandering over the cover and the gold edges inspired by illuminated manuscripts have given it something of a reputation as a golden sketchbook. This was the first...
Bodiam Castle, East Sussex – the land of knights
“Castle!” calls my daughter from the back seat as we round the bend in the highway. It is our third day in England and we still can’t believe that castles and medieval churches seem to pop up on the landscape every few minutes, interspersed by Tudor buildings and...
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
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
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...
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...
Paris
Unsurprisingly, this was my last journal entry for France. We got to Paris and the last five days of our trip went by in a flash. I was pleased with our conference presentation. Proud just to be there really, although still shocked that I got to go. I never imagined...
Nimes to Paris
It was sad to say goodbye to the millhouse which had treated us so well, but exciting to head off to Paris. After all, I had a conference to go to, so there was work to be done! We caught the fast train, carrying along a picnic of baguettes, smelly cheese and red...
Lunch in a French courtyard
We didn’t eat out that often, but this day we went for a drive around the local villages and stopped for lunch. We sat in a shady courtyard opposite the restaurant and took our time checking out the menu and laughing with the outrageous waitress. You...
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I’m an Australian artist with a passion for urban sketching and stories. I’m known for my bright colours, and I take my rainbows very seriously!
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