Monday, March 30, 2015

crochet class..sharing the love

I'll be teaching another beginner crochet class these school holidays as part of the 'Art for Contentment' program run by my lovely friend Heather Gallagher and the Uniting Church Queenscliff.  

This time though, I'm going to allow myself some shopping time! Our class is set up in a corner of the op-shop at 'Kirk's Place' amongst some beautiful oldwares and very lovely linens that I didn't have a chance to look at closely last time.

We start from the absolute beginning of crochet 'how to', so if you've never picked up a hook before, this class will be perfect for you.

I'll be showing you the basic crochet stitches which we'll have plenty of time to repeat, repeat, repeat. This way, you'll be able to find your rhythm, build some momentum and develop a basic understanding of tension and how to use it.

I love that everyone has their own style of crochet, its a beautiful craft.   I love its forgiving nature, especially when we're learning, and I love that with the most basic of stitches, you can create incredibly intricate works of art or just a simple snuggly favourite something for everyday.

On a side note..aahh school holidays, I am going to breathe you in and soak up your calmness, and with any luck (toddler depending) sleep in!  

Sunday, March 29, 2015


a portrait of my daughter once a week, every week in 2015..

olive: stuck to me like glue, clinging on and burying in..

This week she has been up and down with a temperature, laughing one minute and miserable the next.  She's been in our bed every single night, buried in to my neck as close as she can possible get. While all day every day, she is in my arms or clinging to my legs fiercely, and this product shoot was going to be no exception.

Chaos surrounds, with jobs waiting to be processed, deadlines to meet, meals to prepare, laundry to fold, children to pick up and drop off.

But sometimes its all you can do, and the best medicine you can give, to hold your babies and be there for them, still and safe.  Everything else takes second place, and you just have to give in and surrender.

Wednesday, March 25, 2015


a portrait of my daughter once a week, every week in 2015..

olive: forever climbing, nothing is out of your reach!

I have removed stools, chairs, toys!  There is no end to what she will use to reach into places she is not supposed to go. We eliminate, we try to educate, we persevere, we are exhausted.  Those sweet, sweet toddler days, hey..

Sunday, March 15, 2015


a portrait of my daughter once a week, every week in 2015..

olive: I want to remember that soft milky skin and bouncing hair forever..

I couldn't decide, so I chose two portraits this week.  Every morning when I dress her and every evening when she gets ready for bed, we do 'lovelies' ('luffies').  Soft, sweet caresses over that divine skin. She quivers and relaxes and my heart melts.  I don't ever want to forget those moments, the way she feels, the way she smells..heavenly.

Sunday, March 8, 2015


a portrait of my daughter once a week, every week in 2015..

olive: instantly calmed by the sea, wind in your hair and sand between your toes..

A wander to the beach was just the circuit breaker we needed, exploring the sand dunes and dipping our toes in the cool water.  This day, all the to-do's were put on hold and we embraced the perfect autumn weather.

On a side note, those little dolly hands..sigh

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

autumn 2015..

Autumn has arrived, and so has the extra long scarf!

I'm so excited about this beautiful piece, super long and perfectly chunky, it's the only thing that has me longing for the weather to cool.

Gorgeous tones, inspired by our seaside wanders and the treasures we find along the way.  There's something quite magical about the making when your inspiration comes from such beauty.  I get all warm and fluttery inside.

Are you making?  It's that time of year I think, time to settle in with an inspiring project to nurture your creative soul.

I hope your making is magical..x

Sunday, March 1, 2015


a portrait of my daughter once a week, every week in 2015..

olive: bolder than bold, determined and fearless..oh have you pushed my buttons this week!

The two year old has emerged, and man, she's feisty!  This week has been a struggle, it's been a battle of wills, it's been messy and noisy, and oh so repetitive.

I've been there before, three times, and I remember this stage well, I just really hoped we might have bypassed it just this one last time.

Ce la vie! 

Luckily, she can be quickly won over with the simple offer of a hug..and all is forgiven in an instant.