I am enchanted with handmade things. I identify a soulfulness with objects that are crafted as a labour of love. One group of objects that I am particularly drawn to are baskets. These beautiful and utilitarian vessels have a way of warming my heart. There is something about their simple forms and modest materiality that is reminiscent of a slower, more peaceful time. I love wicker baskets, straw baskets, cane baskets, wild baskets, wonky baskets, long baskets, tall baskets,
April, thus far, has been a wholly whimsical month in my neck of the woods. Rainy days have dominated and many mornings I have woken to the hills covered in mist and fog, their bumpy silhouettes rising like lavender-grey monoliths from the wet earth. In weather like this I can't help but open myself up to the mysteries of life, let my mind wander into the dark corners of the abyss and adventure into the rabbit holes that emerge on long thought trails. I have spent countless h
The seasons have turned. It is Autumn in the subtropics. Mornings are still and crisp, flowers are blooming throughout the herb beds and the days feel shorter as I scurry through the afternoons finishing all of the things I promised myself I would before darkness. In the studio I am working on several small pieces and conjuring ideas for more substantial works and projects. I have found a flow that sees me spending several hours a day with my paints and pencils. I like this p
Every time I sit down to write in my blog I marvel at how much time has passed since my last post. So much for a weekly writing practice in 2019! I should know better than to make any New Years resolutions! So, it is the first day of the third month of 2019 already and I have to say that it has been a pleasant, calm and peaceful couple of months. I have slid right into an easy momentum and created a routine that consists of gardening, painting, basket making, and domesticity.