Art

  • Sweet Muse

    Come to me, sweet muse. Float into my heart and wake me from sleep. Light the fire within and shine me on my way for a thousand lifetimes. I see you, sweet muse, for what you are to me. A million… Continue reading

  • Perfect

    It only took her an entire winter. But she finished it, eventually, without even glancing at the cupboard of unfinished things. There were wobbly patches and imperfections, but to the young boy, it was perfect. And, so, to her… it… Continue reading

  • The Brightest Angel

    The brightest Angel slides on her spectacles, and smiles. It’s the painting of us that she loves the most. She soaks the brush tip once more: crystal blue and white, and she paints until her miracle is perfect. Continue reading

  • The Cupboard of Unfinished Things

    It happens every year. The wool balls enter the stores in preparation for winter, and my brain enters a frenzy of the most bizarre kind. You see, I’m not really a knitter. And yet, every year, as soon as the first wool… Continue reading

  • A Friend Of Convenience

    Her art is a friend of convenience. It absorbs her. It turns her delicate into raw and beautiful scenes of naked flesh on linen. It turns her hard into lashings of angry black with no recognisable form. The artist removes… Continue reading

  • The Girl in The Frame on the Wall

    There she is— the girl in the frame on the wall. A picture of a girl; the softest smile full of mischief and grace. Love and kindness. Hope and fear. Joy. Sadness. Dreams. All of life rolled into a girl…… Continue reading

  • This Creative Life

    Isn’t the world of creativity fascinating? For so many reasons, really. But I’ve always been fascinated by the unconscious aspects of the way we create, particularly how the unconscious feeds the creative mind, almost as if it is a direct… Continue reading

  • The Dreamer in Me

    It’s a world for thinkers, isn’t it, this one we live in? A world where everything has a name. A world where everything and everyone has a reason to be. In this thinking dominated world, it’s all about the boxes,… Continue reading

  • Darling Day 8. Darling Darling Music

    If words are the darling of my mind, then music is the darling of my soul. Today I remembered it. Just today. When I sat at the piano and sang my soul into the moment all around me. What darling… Continue reading

  • It’s Happening.

    The challenge is on…and I shout YES. I accept. A blog a day. For one whole month. One whole month of getting to know this little home I’m building. A whole month of getting to know all of you!  Yep.… Continue reading