She reads books or The Library of Universal Congress

A fever of creating cards today inspired by some microfiche I found in a dumpster! I love the swirling blues of the fiche when held to the light, such simple things but what secret magic they hold.

“She reads books as one would breath air...” Inspired by words, life and the Universe, each card is handmade with vintage and natural found elements.

An Aussie summer

Boys doing what they do best!

Not just for Valentines

A little custom engagement card box made for a sweetie to hang over her desk as a reminder of all the joy to come.

Fruitful

Long hot days bring only the fruit trees to give up their harvest.

I feel the stirrings of creativeness gently whispering in with the cool breeze today and hopefully like this bowl of strawberries we harvested today I shall soon enjoy more creating. This is the first full harvest from the apple trees and strawberries we have had since they were planted three years ago - so a good lesson for all things coming along in good time.

Lovely bowl from Robert Gordon Pottery.

All I ask is a windy day with white clouds flying

Sewing cards again.

I MUST down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face and a grey dawn breaking.
I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must down to the seas again to the vagrant gypsy life.
To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over. John Masefield

Painting again - it's been 20 years.

For my boy.

SeaLife - There is a rapture on the lonely shore.

"There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar: I love not man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in which I steal From all I may be, or have been before, To mingle with the Universe, and feel What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal."  George Gordon Byron

I love these words from Lord Byron, passionate, wistful and full of love of the elemental - a man before his time. Inspired by these words and others I have a new range of cards - "Nature Study" and "SeaLife"