My children have returned to school after their summer holiday, and finally I have some free time for myself. I tried to find ways of being alone during the school holiday, but it didn’t quite happen the way I expected, … Read More
What a brilliant day, rich with experience and fun, sisterhood and connection… I turned up at the gym to run, because it was raining again outside…! Anadi commented earlier today that we have become ‘sensitised’ again to English weather 😄 … Read More
The most important question anyone can ask themselves, yet do not, is “To be or not to be?” These are my observations why this question is relegated to the Bard’s repertoire of theatrical commentary. You are, no doubt, a human … Read More
Yesterday and today I did two new paintings. I did them small. You finish faster this way and are able to see what you made immediately. I look at the second one now, the one I just finished. The first … Read More
Today was a more clement outing, the sun shone and the wind had abated… I chose to run around the edge of a football field I had discovered yesterday, smooth green springy grass… Anadi came with me and we ran … Read More
All the drawings and paintings in the blog are thought forms. They are different forms of thoughts than those that we create with language. It is a different way to know and communicate. It is the language that we need … Read More
Dogs are unsung heroes in a human world. Here in the UK we have a huge dog-loving community, and that extends around the world in many places. I have grown up in the company of dogs, and I always feel … Read More
As I ran up the hill, with wet leafy trees heavily drooping over onto the wet shiny, bumpy, uneven Dorset lane – I reflected on my life and how all I have ever really wanted to do is go running… … Read More
Perception is a subject most people take for granted, and have little idea how limitless it can be. This is not a criticism, instead it is my own observation, my own perception, and this month, I have chosen the concept … Read More
The flowers grow in all kinds of shapes The light in the flowers Is your light The light in all things Is your light Every little speck of dust Is a door The door is always open Come, go through … Read More
