Backyard Sunsets & Zines

Sometime after my husband & I purchased a one acre block of land to build our new home on, I realised that the location affords beautiful views of the setting sun. These unexpected views have provided a source of photographic inspiration for me, especially on days when I have little time for anything other than…

Art For Breakfast

For the past couple of months I have been making art every morning as I eat breakfast. I began simply because breakfast is my favourite meal of the day. When I’m travelling I always take the time to relax & eat a yummy breakfast whilst either sketching, people watching or both. I decided to implement…

Uncomfortable With An iPhone

This weekend past saw me in Melbourne holidaying with a newer friend. When packing I decided not to pack my camera. My thought process being that I wanted to focus on relaxing, instead of feeling like I “had” to use my camera. Of course as we pounded the pavement of Melbourne’s CBD on Saturday the…

When There Is No Time

I’m trying to grapple with the fact that sometimes life gets in the way. There isn’t time right now for me to do the creative things I want to. So I’m left with making do, either by looking at photos taken in the past, trying to learn what worked in an image & what didn’t….

Art Meets Photography

I continue playing with apps to turn my photos into digital art. This isn’t something I want to do with all my photos. I prefer my photography to be about capturing something I’ve seen. But every now & again I like to step away from what I love & try something different. Digital art is…

Grateful For Sunsets

Pouring oil into a pan, out of the corner of my eye I notice the colour of the sky changing. A pale blue that is becoming something else although I can’t yet tell what it will become. Looking up I notice wisps of white cloud stretched long across my view. The pan is warmed so…

Unexpected Tension

Come outside. Quickly. Moving fast, trying to breathe life into something that should have given up a long time ago. Back and forth. dashing here, there. Spraying something cold. It fires. then stops. Again. this cycle is repeated. I see the tension pulsing through his body. Tamping down an underlying anger. This is not what…