Yesterday I held my Summer workshop, only I hadn’t quite anticipated that the end of August was going to feel so much like the gateway to this year’s Autumn...
There’s nothing quite like Autumn, and although I’ve only caught vague whiffs of orchards and faint glimpses of a change of light so far, I know I’ve probably only imagined it as we’re currently in the height of Summer, but basically for me, Autumn...
I’ve been trying to plan new workshop dates for a while, and today I have them! There will be a small one at my home on Saturday August 29th for 5 people, a larger one with 25 places in Sheffield on Sat October 17th which will be...
When I was growing up, my parents gave me two very different takes on the world; Dad was annoyingly straight forward and very logical and Mum was much more likely to go with the flow and get distracted...
On Saturday I ran one of my small workshops here at home, and had been sorting out the flowers during the week...
I decided that I’d like to run small workshops from my home, as my home is my creative hub, and at home I have my colours, props, garden, kitchen...
When I was pregnant with my son I didn’t crave coal, or peanut butter with fish and chips for example, but I did crave colours; one week I could only eat green, another week was red food, etc, etc...
I sensed the cold getting colder on Sunday, and then yesterday’s frost...