Life at the end of a paintbrush
Chilli Con Arty
I must say, I'm not big on dinner parties...they scare the living daylights out of me. Something about inviting only grownups and no kids, then setting the table with the...
Chilli Con Arty
I must say, I'm not big on dinner parties...they scare the living daylights out of me. Something about inviting only grownups and no kids, then setting the table with the...
So...what's in your camera bag?
We are practising at half empty nesting this week. Bel is away on a school trip to Canberra, our nations capital. They ( 35 teenage girls and 4 crazy devoted...
So...what's in your camera bag?
We are practising at half empty nesting this week. Bel is away on a school trip to Canberra, our nations capital. They ( 35 teenage girls and 4 crazy devoted...
Allsorts of Naughtiness....Slice
You may be aware (or not!) that over on my Facebook page I am half way through a '365 photo a day' project. It has been wonderful...challenging...inspiring...and a brilliant way...
Allsorts of Naughtiness....Slice
You may be aware (or not!) that over on my Facebook page I am half way through a '365 photo a day' project. It has been wonderful...challenging...inspiring...and a brilliant way...
More than a Chef - Black Swan unveiled
The time has come for me to unveil my entry for the 2012 'Black Swan Portrait Prize'. Entries close on the 6th of July...so its on my mind! Entering this...
More than a Chef - Black Swan unveiled
The time has come for me to unveil my entry for the 2012 'Black Swan Portrait Prize'. Entries close on the 6th of July...so its on my mind! Entering this...
Artistic License Slow Cooker Beef Casserole
Every now and then, life throws a little curve ball that hits you square in the face. You can be sitting at your little ol' laptop, sorting out entry forms...
Artistic License Slow Cooker Beef Casserole
Every now and then, life throws a little curve ball that hits you square in the face. You can be sitting at your little ol' laptop, sorting out entry forms...
The Diary of a Hermit
My husband just called me a recluse...a hermit. I felt my hackles start to rise, a little growl of offense about to break and then in a split second of...
The Diary of a Hermit
My husband just called me a recluse...a hermit. I felt my hackles start to rise, a little growl of offense about to break and then in a split second of...