I remember attending an art installation some years ago in Sydney. The title was something like ‘Little Altars Everywhere’. The artist had arranged everyday items as we might have them in our home, to enjoy small groupings, a bit like in the ‘L’il Mexico’ house we stayed in when we…
At long last. I am vindicated for a lifetime of keeping a precautionary stash of pantry goods. That is, I’ve always been ready for a…
I walked an hour to get a bakery item. Well, strictly speaking I only walked 15 minutes for said item because I usually go for…
Many times over the years Don and I have philosophised about golf being a metaphor for life. It is often uncannily so. Lately, I have…
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…