Each year, for the inert and irrelevant week between Christmas and New Years, I head for my Grandma’s old weatherboard cottage on the South Coast. It’s near the beach, but far enough away to satisfy my love for an isolated ‘country hermitage’. I always pack the laziest, most comfortable clothes I can find in preparation for long hot days spent reading and writing and drawing and napping – so usually I look like hell and have to spend a good… Read more »


When the gaudy commercialism that heralds the Christmas season starts hitting the stores, I’m usually immune. The plastic pines, giant baubles, and boutique balustrades frothing with tinsel do nothing to spark a warm and festive feeling in my heart and, disappointingly, it’s been a while since I’ve experienced that childlike excitement at the sight of rows of ‘gift ideas’ lining shop shelves and windows. There is, however, one thing that seems to be igniting a little thrill this silly season – and… Read more »


For the thousandth time I put on my blogging hat, sit at my computer and start from scratch, telling myself ‘this time I’ll make it work.’ And I think it will. Because this time I intend to tackle all those irritating little problems that make me give up on my blogging endeavour time and time again. I acknowledge, at last, why essentially, I suck at blogging. And I really really do. Really. Here’s why: The inner critic – Like all ‘creative’… Read more »


The days are warming up and while I love the extra warmth in the air I’m going to have to bid a reluctant farewell to my cosy coats very soon. One baby in particular I will be pining for is my fat faux leopard fur which I’ve worn with just about everything over the cold season. Anyway, I must remember it’s only spring, so here’s how I’m planning to stretch my winter staple into the new season…  


Last year Frankie Magazine introduced me to the amazing Australian artist Carmel Seymore. I’ve been inspired again by her botanical inspired pieces of late, so thought I’d share the magazine’s interview with her and some of my favourite of her illustrations What kind of artwork does an Iceland-dwelling creative type make? If Carmel Seymour is anything to go by, it’s magical watercolours and sweet botanical sketches that look like they’ve come straight from a mystical dreamland… What is your name… Read more »

I recently bought a little woolly jumper from Australian niche label Stella and fell in love – it goes with everything, looks cute (well, I think so…), and most importantly makes me all warm and fuzzy like a spring lamb – I feel I should be frolicking in the fields all day long whenever I put it on! Anyway, I’m now head over (frolicking) heels for anything warm and fuzzy – coats especially as the winter chill creeps into my… Read more »


So with Mothers’ Day just past, I got to thinking of all the incredible mother figures I am so fortunate to have in my life – older women whose strengths, passions, and intellects constantly inspire me and give me something to aspire to. Then I thought it would be fun to devote a blog post to another type of older woman who inspires me… There are some ladies who age gracefully, and others who age fabulously – this post is… Read more »

Australian Rafiq Copeland believes information is aid, especially in the biggest refugee camp in the world. – Words by Dan Fox for Smith Journal, Volume 10, 2014. IN THE FLAT SCRUBBY DESERT IN NORTH-EAST KENYA, MORE THAN 400,000 REFUGEES, ALMOST ALL FROM SOMALIA, LIVE IN FIVE CAMPS HUDDLED AROUND THE TOWN OF DADAAB, WHICH WAS PREVIOUSLY BARELY A SPECK ON THE MAP. IT IS NOW KENYA’S THIRD LARGEST CITY. For Australian documentary filmmaker and journalist Rafiq Copeland, Dadaab has been home… Read more »

I’ve always loved prints and, to my squealing, hand-flapping delight, they’re everywhere this season. Floral, leopard print, geometric, Aztec, animal – and the best part is I don’t have to choose just one. In my opinion, these beauties are at their best when they clash spectacularly side-by-side – but making a mismatch work isn’t necessarily as easy as it looks. Here some of my favourite ways of pulling it all together… 1. Stick to a colour theme – Choose a… Read more »

‘The people who come to Paris to find themselves are outsiders,’ he said. I was finding this to be true. There was a palpable perfume in the air, borne of us lost souls who drifted in on the breeze and turned our palms out towards the city, as if to display the invisible stigmata that has always marked us out as misfits. We were sitting in La Belle Hortense on the Rue Vieille du Temple in the Marais, a beautiful… Read more »