mixed emotions

When you are hit with a disappointment, it can be hard to accept that perhaps there are better things ahead.

It can seem a little cliché.  “Everything happens for a reason”  “The universe has another plan for you”.

I didn’t get the job.

And for a few hours, I went through the gamut of emotions.

Until I reached “acceptance”

Beaten by a superwoman apparently.  Who starts with us next week.

And that’s ok.

Just over twelve months ago, I went through the tumultuous experience of the office I was located at, being closed.  It was stressful and awful and at the time, I was hoping to be relocated at an office close to home.

It didn’t happen, and I was disappointed.

But I found myself at the office I am currently working at, and I am so happy.

And the universe this week confirmed that I am where I should be, despite missing out on the full-time job, as the news came through that the other office close to my home would be closing in September.  My heart hurts for the girls who are working there and having to go through what I did last year, while I am quietly thankful that I didn’t get my desire to be placed there after all.

Been a bit of a mixed week in this house.  While Big C is still on the hunt for full-time work, he has moved from “casual” to “part-time” which at least will give him a bit more job security while he continues to apply for a “real” job.

His savings though, took a bit of a hit this week after a slight lapse in concentration resulted in his first minor car bingle.

Bit of a scrape on both cars and while his car will probably bear the scars forever, the car he hit was nicer and newer and Big C coughed up the cash for a bumper respray, taking full responsibility and making his mother proud.

Ok, enough about kids and work.

Here is the art.
Very very close to finished.  Not touching again until class next week.   Have started another but I am not ready to show you that one yet.  (It’s a bit of a mess…)

Each day is another day closer to my grand adventure.  Hubby is finally showing interest, as I google madly and chat online to AT & T.  A customer kindly warned me today that American Airlines are very good at losing luggage (we fly with them twice) and I am now on the hunt for a good pair of walking shoes.

Under 100 days now.  I just wish the Aussie dollar would regain a little bit more value.

Such is life.  It will be amazing, regardless.

Cuppa tea time.  Hubby isn’t home to make it tonight.  He is busy with his bow and arrows.

Until next time.  Keep smiling.


here chook chook chook

It’s bitterly cold and wintery here in little ol’ Adelaide this weekend as some Antarctic weather pattern hits the southern parts of Australia.

No snow in my yard but there actually has been a few falls in the higher areas although I am guessing my friends from the Northern hemisphere would be scoffing at the excitement it has caused in this part of the country.

Personally, I’m not impressed and can not wait for all this dreadful winter stuff to bugger off and let me have some warmth again.

Only one thing to do when it is horrible outside and you have the house to yourself.

No, not that.


So here is the current progress shots on “Are you my mother?”


Still not finished but I have switched from acrylics to oils and I am really very happy with it.

Had my interview for the job on Friday.  Find out tomorrow if I have got it.

Slowly getting over this sinus infection.  At least feeling more human the last couple of days despite the horrible weather.

Trip update. Rental car booked and paid for when we are in Texas. Going to be very interesting driving on the other side of the road.

Now focussing on how we will use our phones and perhaps getting a New York Pass to do the tourist thing properly.

99 days to go……

still here

Thank you

All of you.

Sunday, when I wrote the last post, I was in a dark place.  But you already know that.

Monday, I finally admitted that a huge part of the cloud was the headache I had been ignoring for the best part of three weeks.

Oh it came and went, I would pop a couple of pain pills,  use a nasal spray and just deny that it was there.

It was…inconvenient to admit that my old adversary, the sinus infection, was lurking and so I ignored and carried on.

I am in the process of competing for a new position in the office, permanent full-time work instead of the part-time I currently do.

The Boss had been away on leave, with a wonderful woman filling in, who promptly took to sorting and reorganizing things.

There have also been some administrative changes, minor but still mildly stressful.

Big C is still job hunting, MJ has exams.

We had a house guest,

Late nights, early mornings, little disappointments…the list of stresses goes on.

There have been a pile of good things too.  My exhibition came to an end, one painting sold.  The holiday draws closer and the winter solstice has come and gone and hopefully as the days get longer, they will also get warmer.

So as you can see, there are possibly a few excuses as to why I went a little crazy for a few days as this infection took hold and turned my brain into mush.

And now I am writing this from the warmth of my bed.  My doctor has prescribed some heavy-duty antibiotics, and three days of bed rest.


Day 2 and I am stuck watching “Sabrina the Teenage Witch”.

I am not a good patient.

But stopping and resting makes good thinking time.

And all your lovely words have brightened a miserable few days.

I have no idea in what direction this blog is going.  I am not ready to give it up yet, so if you all don’t mind intermittent posting, I will continue to bring you my art and random musings.

And my holiday adventures.

So thank you all once again.

You are all amazing






questions without answers

There has been a dark cloud looming this weekend, and it has nothing to do with the weather outside.

A heaviness, that has manifested itself in unwarranted anger and unexpected tears and I have no real idea why.

I blame it on the full moon, some hormone surge, a sinus headache or stress from work perhaps…

Of course, no matter the darkness, my day (weekend) has been better than the kangaroo I saw yesterday morning.

Probably the loser of a too close encounter with a motor vehicle, it’s lifeless body a warning to others on the side of the road to art class.

But class went well, despite the mood.  A new project started.

“Are you my mother”

As you can hopefully see, I am once again painting chickens.

I m not even really sure why I am attempting to write today..

The very helpful number cruncher that now appears every time I open this blog chastises me now with a graph informing me of just how few times I have actually posted lately.  Last month it was one time only.

Once I was a daily blogger, excited to come and share and interact and simply immerse my self in this world.

Now I wonder if anybody would even miss me if I stopped…

It’s now less than 4 months until our big trip.  A trip only happening because of the friends and contacts I have made in this world

Everything is booked.  And pretty much paid for.

But there is nothing really to tell you about yet.

Most of you still here would already have seen this weeks art.  On Facebook, or instagram or twitter.

What is left to talk about?

What do you want to know?

Why does it feel like I am trying to resuscitate a blog already too far gone?

My hands are cold, the washing machine has stopped and the words wont flow.

The silence is deafening


Life imitating art?


This weekends art class focused on my “selfie”

Not quite finished but very very happy with it.  The eyes need a little more work still but that will happen next class.

Not next week though.  I have a house guest next week and I can’t wait.

My “other hubby” is coming to stay again, which usually means a weekend of food, chocolate, wine and a little shopping.

And plenty of hugs.

Of course, that means clearing space in the studio but I think I can manage that.  Just hope we have some nice weather for our adventures.

Talking adventures, last weekend the real hubby and I went on a walk in the Mount Lofty Botanic Garden.

Gorgeous place not too far from home just in the Adelaide Hills.

What was really fun was that we arrived to be greeted by a thick blanket of fog.

Pea soup thick.

So there are the two of us, wandering around this huge park with a dodgy map trying to find our way in the fog to the “upper car park”

And yes, we did at one point discover we had walked in a complete circle.

Which was hilarious.

Purpose of the outing was to give hubby a chance to play with his fancy camera.  Despite having owned it since before we went to Thailand, he really doesn’t use it a lot and I want him to be able to take fabulous photos on our next trip.

And so we rambled along the foggy mountain path, stopping to take photos of fog, trees, fog, spider webs, fog, koala butt, fog, kookaburra, fog and more trees.

It was fabulous.

Too many photos to show you here but follow this link to get an idea of our morning outing.

Foggy walk album

I think my favourite though is this one of the spider web bejeweled with morning dew.


But Mr Kookaburra is pretty awesome too
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Koalas, however are highly uncooperative and refuse to pose for photos hence more Koala Butt than Koala face.
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No walks today.  There was house work to be done and when the floors had been mopped and the washing finished, I decided that my hair was looking a little too faded.

Only one thing to do.
Add a touch of pink

Hashtag no photoshop.

Until next time.



141 days…

Nearly 3 weeks and 78 spam comments later and ..

Honey I’m home.


Sorry I am a bit late.

You see, life kinda …happened.

Well work did.  And it is kicking my butt at the moment.

People went on recreation leave, then sick leave and other people resigned and somehow, I went from being a 5 hour a day part-time minion to the stand in 2IC working full-time hours and trying very hard not to appear completely panicked.

And looking back at the last post I can tell you that the opening night of my exhibition was brilliant and I arrived to the sight of a lovely red dot on the grapevine painting.  Finally sold.

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Nothing else has sold yet but with the art on the walls for most of June, I guess there is still time for something to still find it’s forever home.

So  what to tell you.

Its fucking cold.

I hate winter.

Its cold, and damp and grey.

I am having a lazy Sunday, the jobs are done and I have been working on some prep drawings of my next project.

I had my hair done last weekend and took an in-car selfie. (as you do)

Photoshopped for a bit of fun.

Now it has been suggested by several people and encouraged by hubby that I paint it.


Should be a challenge.  But then, everything I tackle has an element of challenge or I wouldn’t do it.

This is done now.  Haven’t decided on a name but I like it.


16″ x 20″ oil on canvas.   For sale if anyone would like it.

Mum’s pup “Toffee” has come to stay for a few days.  The passage is currently barricaded to prevent the great Cat/dog battle which is likely to happen should the Toffmonster venture into MJ’s room.

She is here until Tuesday.  Still chasing that darn ball, when not plotting to bark at the cat.

I thought yesterday as I was driving to art class that it has been a very long time since I did a “what makes me happy” post.  Probably a bit far into this now to really make a long list but here goes.

Sunshine makes me happy, breaking through the mist that hangs over the city on cold winter mornings.

The sound of my son laughing at something while he is using his computer.  Probably a Youtube clip but it is a wonderful sound.

When Big C gets a job interview.  Still to find that elusive full-time job but an interview at least shows people are noticing him.

Time with my friends.  That hello from afar when I need a smile.  Or dinner and a glass of bubbles with a long overdue catch up.

Talking with hubby about our adventure.  Making the plans and talking about what we will do.

Spontaneous date night.

Trying something new, like Vegemite chocolate.  Sounds weird but rather nice I have discovered.

Art class.  Still the perfect happy place.  And just what I needed this week.

For some reason my iPod has suddenly started playing Christmas music…I like Christmas music..but not in May.

Sorted.  A little Adam Lambert now fills the air.

You think I would have more to say after nearly three weeks.

I guess  life isn’t that interesting…



It wasn’t that hard..

to bang a nail or 6 into a cafe wall.

Not sure why I was so panicked.

But I was.  Incredibly anxious about it all.

The weekend was spent taping, wiring, labeling, and wrapping 13 of my best paintings ready to be hung in Lucia’s Spaghetti Bar in the Adelaide Central Market.

Not all of them made it onto the walls.  I ended up only hanging 11 but they look amazing.

I was a little worried about the dark wood paneled walls, but my paintings just seem to pop because of them.

Big C was supposed to help, but he had to work.  I had already asked Miss S and in the end, roped MJ in as well.

And yes, they are friends now and there is only occasional awkwardness when they get together.

Being the control freak I am, I ended up wielding the hammer.  The kids kept busy handing me the dropped nails, and the paintings.

There was a short wait for the last customer to vacate his table to allow us to hang the last three paintings but we got it done in the end.




Thursday night we are having the “official opening” with the paintings remaining on display until the end of June.

So there you go.  This would have to be the biggest step out of my comfort zone that I have done recently.

As I drove the kids home after the job was done, my stomach was still churning with anxiety.  We stopped for icecream at Maccas but it wasn’t until later that evening when I finally felt the stress of the previous few days lift from my shoulders.

My first exhibition is in place.

Who would have thought that when Micael (Rabbit) told me to “Shut up and Scribble just a few years ago, that I would have a room full of my art in the cafe where politicians drink coffee and visiting rock stars and celebs get their breakfast.

It really is pretty cool.