I have a new obsession: creating tiny, 8 paged sketchbooks. Made from just one sheet of paper, folded four times and strategically snipped in one spot, I cannot claim to have invented this idea, but I am entranced by the simplicity and the immediacy of it. So, instead of painting large works on wood or canvas as I would normally …
To Love More, And Be Happy.
“On my morning walk today, it occurred to me how difficult it was to walk and run on the red dirt of Western Australia. Nature trails here in the Perth hills are slightly treacherous: hard and dry and uncompromising. Covered in tiny little slippery round pea-sized bits of rock. You need good shoes, and you need to pay attention. It’s …
Lessons from Another Species.
My Ruby Dog is ageing very fast all of a sudden. One minute I had a beautiful, agile Kelpie who could outrun almost anyone and anything, and the next, she’s walking into glass doors, and can’t hear me when I call. When I clap and yell loudly to get her attention, she runs in the EXACT opposite direction. Ruby senses …
Through a Different Lens
It’s Father’s Day in Australia. I wrote this to honour my larger-than-life dad, Chellie J. Sundram. He passed away twenty-seven years ago. My father loved gadgets. His home office had every gizmo and gadget he could lay his hands on – in duplicate. Two personal computers (when they were still relatively unusual in anyone’s office, home or otherwise), two photocopiers …
Diamonds, Buckets and Tears.
When the sun comes out, drops of rain hanging off the eucalyptus leaves sparkle like diamonds. I look out my window and feel the forest around me twinkling and smiling. It’s winter Down Under and the dry earth of Perth, Western Australia is being pelted with seemingly unending amounts of water. The days are cold and wet. Our climate can …
The Highs And Lows of Life. (warning this post contains references to dog poo)
For most of my life, until I discovered visual art, I was a singer. Back in the 70s, when it was all peace and love and marching for social justice and Bob Dylan and Cat Stevens … my dream was to sing for the world and use my voice to inspire change. My big sisters had a singing group, …
What are we Morphing into?
MORPHING Meaning: “undergo or cause to undergo a gradual process of transformation.” ————————————————— When a guest walks into my home one of the first things they notice is the art. “Oh my! Did you paint THAT?!” And I shake my head and say,“No, that’s not one of mine.” They are looking at the painting above by Phil Doncon. Phil …
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 …
The Scent of Peace and Possibility
I remember that first day. I had left what I thought was my ‘new life’ in Fiji, to start my ‘new life’ in Australia. It was my third Big Move in as many years. But when you’re eighteen you don’t think about the gravity of it, you don’t think of the uncertainties ahead. It was just what was happening in …
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