Be Still and Listen…

You know those times when you just stop, be still and listen. You can hear the earth singing! This is one of my favourite places, Punakaiki on the West Coast of the South Island, a good place just to slow down and stop, breathe into the silence….. watching the late sun sink into the sea.… Continue reading Be Still and Listen…

Embrace the Mystery!

Some of the places you have to go to do painting commissions are pretty cool, and this is up there as one of them! Tulum Playa, Mexico…. Putting my feet up after walking the beach, 5k each way in the baking heat! It’s the weed season straight in from the USA apparently…. and it’s turtle… Continue reading Embrace the Mystery!

The Long and Winding Road

Bringing it on home part two: As dawn breaks on the big day the house pods are lifted onto the trucks at David the craftsman-builder’s yard for the long and delicate trip out to our place at the Kenepuru Heads. Normally it would take about an hour to drive this beautifully picturesque road. As it… Continue reading The Long and Winding Road

Let there be Light!

Given up trying to figure the weather! But doesn’t it lift the spirits to feel the sun come shining through? succumbing to the beauty, Loving light and curiosity leads me on into the vastness….

We’ve got plans!

Our house plans have gone to Council and now we wait to get started on the build! Hugh Tennent is our architect and he’s done a brilliant job in bringing our dream to realisation. Our vision to live lightly on our beautiful land, in a small but spacious and sustainably off the grid home looks… Continue reading We’ve got plans!

Heading Out To See

On the day I left Wellington I met one of my dear neighbours. The sight of the removal van inspired her to commission a painting of our beloved a South Coast….. she’d been meaning to for years – and now here it is!   We’re in a little boat, And we’re heading out to see… Continue reading Heading Out To See

Going Home

Another commission has found its way home! It’s a painting of Woodpecker Bay on the wild the West Coast, one of my most sacred places where my spirit flies free in the mountains, the wind and sea. Although I only lived there four years it was a time that really shaped me, where I felt… Continue reading Going Home