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Tipping the Balance in the Universe.

One of the chapters in the book I’m writing is called Life is Made of Small Good Things. It’s one of my favourite chapters, and one of my favourite chapter titles. I love the idea of small good things. It takes the pressure off having to experience very big good things 🙂 The thing is, at times like these, it’s tempting to …

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Imagining myself as a … succulent.

Shortly over a year ago, a friend kindly offered to “lend me some succulents” to complement my art at my first exhibition in my new home. After the show, I ended up buying one of her beautiful creations. From that single, generous gesture, I embarked on an unexpected journey of mindfulness and creativity, one I could never have anticipated! I …

He asked: Why NOT me?

Jan 24th is the anniversary of my late husband, Greg Parker’s birthday. It’s been nearly six years since he died.  During our three decades together, Greg taught me a great many things. One of the  most profound ones was how he was able, while living with cancer, to hold on to hope and optimism, and sheer zest for life. He …

Day #3650.

As I write this, we are hurtling toward the 5.2 millionth minute of the last decade. It’s been a decade indeed. Have you looked back? What happened at the beginning, way back in 2010? What were you doing? What was it like for you? For me – 2010 was the year that changed my life forever. Let’s see… 2010 was …

You’re all invited to my sister’s garden!

Fourteen years ago, an event in a garden forever changed my life.  My sister, Susheel allowed me to use the outer walls of her historic mud-brick home in the Perth hills, to hang my art for the public to enjoy. It was my very, very first solo art exhibition, and I had her magnificent garden as a backdrop! I called …

An Oh-So Imperfect Love Story

Today, Sept 26, marks what I thought was our wedding anniversary (for most of our life together). Then one day, Greg casually referenced to Sept 28th as “the day we got married”. I was enraged! Livid! Disappointed! Accusatory! How could he not even remember our anniversary? Did he really care? After all this time? After everything we’d been through? (and …

Why I Hope Ruby Will Stop Painting Soon.

I didn’t know whether to yell at her or weep at the chaos she was causing. Paint was flying in all directions, all over my dropsheets, all over the uncovered bits of Persian rugs that I hadn’t bothered to protect cos they weren’t in ‘the danger zone’. Ruby was standing right on my wet painting – a large canvas, covered …

The Blank Canvas.

I started making art eighteen years ago. I started painting in front of groups of students ten years ago. Facing a blank canvas can be extremely intimidating, but years of facing this fear in front of an audience, and most often doing it upside down (so that the painting faces my students, not me) has knocked the fear out of …