Nature's eyes
As not living by the seaside, it’s a rare treat when I get to do some beach-combing. Each visit brings up some rare and unexpected treasure. Now these two stared...
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Dark beads & Lemurian sparkle
Preparing a Lemurian Isis Quartz for the next part of its journey… Some crystals travel through my studio like that. This one is destined elsewhere… Other wandering thoughts solidified in...
Strawberry prints
Summer drawing to a close, I chose to not eat the last of the strawberries but to ‘lock’ them into fabric to remember them forever instead… Now the cotton knit...
Hunting for colour
The secret life of plants. Finding colour from unexpected places.Having grabbed a great opportunity at the end of August to attend the workshop run by Australian artist India Flint, I’m now...
Peaceful summer nights
The annual return to my heart scenery is always as wonderful. The cottage in the archipelago of Western Finland treated us again with the most incredible sunsets. Amidst enjoying the...
"For last year’s words belong to last year’s language And next year’s words await another voice. And..."
For last year’s words belong to last year’s language And next year’s words await another voice. And to make an end is to make a beginning. ~T.S. Eliot, ‘Little Gidding’