Yesterday was a low point. I realised I didn’t want to do anything. Not even if it was delivered on a silver platter by Michael Bublé. Even a shower seemed overwhelming. Though I did get that done eventually. As I was drifting around the apartment around midnight, taking photos of…
It’s been a busy few weeks since I last checked in with you, promising to report more on my revived creative journey. In those weeks…
I have been psyching myself up and out–for months, years even, trying to re-establish an art practice. I have gone the way of the parent…
This time last year we were watching large swathes of Australia burn. I rescued a little kangaroo joey, that sadly died a few weeks later,…
We worked our way through all the seasons in five days over Christmas. Three days before, it was pouring rain, which we badly needed and…