Never wish bad things on anyone

unless it was the thieving bastards that took your computer, your camera kit, your TV, and ipod. A plague of syphillis on you all, karma will get you in the end.

Aaargh my brain is exploding!!

Someone asked me today how I fit in all the things I do in my life and I said the trick is to compartmentalise. Make little blocks of time to dedicate to each thing you have to do, and make sure there is time scheduled for the things you want to do. Today I had a focus shift from pottery this morning, followed by bookmaking this afternoon and then suddenly a book arrives in the post. A birthday gift from my mother-in-law - Brian Brake's "Lens on the World" and BAM, mid-line shift in the brain, hemispheres colliding and neurons firing as I get a rush of desire to do some photography, accompanied by a desperate need to travel again. Thanks Mary, thanks Brian.

A day in Book making heaven

Well I just spent the whole day immersed in making a book, in an awesome workshop with Liz Constable. It took a large flat white and a date scone for me to wake up enough to get into it but once I did.....nothing stopping me. My book has wooden covers, painted, jig-sawed, hammered and drilled. I used ochre dyed card, scorched with an iron and then tunnel cut. The book is coptic stitch bound - my first effort at coptic - and I will finish it with a small shrine inside. Then I'll post a photo. Soon.

A good day for this little fish to blow some bubbles

Summer. I love the warm weather, had a delicious swim at Omaha beach and BBQ for dinner.....don't ya just love holidays.....and mine seems to have been a long time coming. And so a good day to start this blog, a little record of my journey with art. Today was the first day of the Summer Exhibition at A Fine Line gallery - the doors opened to the public this morning, and an early customer bought my ceramic installation. Yep, mine! Wooo bloody hoooo. 26 white butterflies flying up the wall, a piece I called Psycke Released. Psyche was the Greek goddess of the soul, and the Greek word for butterflies. This work is a metaphor for the souls I have cared for this year, and seen exit this world to where ever it is they go. 

Psycke Released