Last Autumn I had the bright idea to start a large painting, having completed a tiny one like this, I thought an A3 would be pretty speccy. So ten hundred thousand tiny brush strokes later, here it is. I used a very fabulous set of paints to create this, pocket paints by Viviva are great... Continue Reading →
A birthday in Hanoi
I've made my way to Vietnam in time for their New Year celebrations (Têt). Outside the incessant tooting of scooter horns, piano music is drifting upstairs to my room, but after sitting on a plane for half a day the bustle of Hanoi is not bothering me. Especially after a helter-skelter van ride to central... Continue Reading →
Time to mingle.
I decided to get out amongst the humans this week. I figured that working from home for this long can’t be good for me, I think I haven’t worn a skirt for around six months, haven’t needed to. My fashion sense has taken a nose dive, but then again have you seen fashion lately? I... Continue Reading →
Tired.
Have you ever have one of those days at home with the kids, where they are just absolute terrors, and they just keep getting into mischief. Just one thing after the other, on a loop. You find yourself counting the hours till the Husband comes home, hours, minutes, seconds. Someone to tag in and take... Continue Reading →
Dear Husband…
Dear, Dearest Husband, I am writing this to you so that when it comes to my committal hearing there will be a paper trail. But I am getting ahead of myself. Dear Husband. I am tired. More than tired, completely and utterly exhausted. I would love to think that you are unaware of this fact, but I... Continue Reading →
Things that happen when you go to the bathroom…
It's not just the obvious stuff that goes down while you are indisposed, if you know what I mean. A lot can happen in those meager moments that a Mother has alone. Here's a few examples of what goes on around here when I take a 'moment'. The children suddenly decide they are ravenous and start... Continue Reading →
Time Out
It occurred to me today that I seem to be harbouring a somewhat psychotic desire for time out. I worked that the only time I've had more than an hour away from the kids in the last few years is either while unconscious or while in labour, just when I finally relax somebody hands me a kid.... Continue Reading →