Tag Archives: Photography
Artists’ hands are colourful, messy, beautiful They have blisters, calluses and paper-cuts They are cold in the winter from working in the air, And hot in the summer from working too hard. Artists’ hands have stories to tell Of adventure, … Continue reading
It’s really hard for me to write this entry. I hate breaking promises to myself, and this feels like I’m breaking a promise to a lot more people than just me. I woke up this morning, sick. Didn’t feel like moving, being awake, sleeping, did I mention moving? I’m feeling a bit better tonight, but I’m not cured and I’m afraid I might be out-of-action again tomorrow morning. So I had to make a tough decision, do I attempt to finish the book on time and release something less than my best, or do I give myself a little less pressure and work on making the book fantastic? Continue reading
I am loving making this recipe book! And I wanted to share it a bit more with you, so I’m giving away another free downloadable recipe. This one is not only an old favourite of mine, but it’s also a very popular one. The children I live with love it, my parents love it, and even my friends over at Mission Watoto love it! I hope you love it too… Continue reading
I’m working really hard, but it hardly feels like working because I’m surrounded by this: Continue reading
I never used to be a fan of dates, but they first won me over when mum put them into chocolate date logs. Now I’m loving them in my Grandma’s date loaf with yummy walnuts and deliciousness. Grandma tells me that the recipe is hundreds of years old and she passed it on to me this weekend. Continue reading
One of my favourite science projects was in year 12, when we got to design a garden and then grow it. The group I was in grew green beans, cucumbers, potatoes, oregano and marigolds (calendulas). The cucumbers were the best I have ever tasted, and I’m keen to grow them again. But I also love, love, love marigolds. They make me think of the inch-work song, you know the one… “Inch worm, Inch worm, measuring the marigolds, seems to me, you’d stop and see, how beautiful they are… [etc]” And so, here are some photographs of Marigolds I took back in 2008 with my favourite point-and-shoot camera, enjoy! Continue reading
I have this really great little ritual that I do every time I move house, rearrange my furniture or spruce up my room. And I didn’t even realise it was a ritual until yesterday when I did it again. You see, I have these gorgeous posters that used to belong to my mum (most of which are Anne Geddes photos of cute babies doing cute things in cute costumes!) and I like to have them covering my walls.
I first began using them way back when I was in primary school, and since then they’ve been displayed on countless walls of mine- bedroom walls, caravan walls (I used to have a caravan as a bedroom!!), house walls… anywhere I could put them I did. Each time they get put up, I go through the slow process of carefully peeling off the old hardened blu-tack and rolling fresh blu-tack on.
The corners of the posters have oily marks from layers of blu-tack, they’re a little bent from so much use, and some of the posters even have tears patched up with sticky-tape. But they mean so much to me, because my mum used to do the same thing with them- decorate her walls.
So yesterday, I put up my posters again, and I’m loving having them on the walls… Continue reading
Today when the house was quite with the sounds of napping, I took a pad of pastel paper and my mum’s box of pastels outside to sit and let rainbows smudge beneath my fingers. I haven’t used pastels in a long time and it was fun rediscovering how much I enjoy playing with them! The first page I opened up to already had a sketch on it, one that my mum must have done back when she used to take life drawing classes. It was a nice surprise… Continue reading