Turns out, needing a lung transplant really does change your life.
The diagnosis was a shock. I mean, I knew my breathing had been getting worse for years, but somehow I hadn't really understood it was at...
Back on-line at last!!!
And here I am again. I have been off the blog and all social media for a few months now, which has been rather frustrating. I've been...
Social media, teaching and me
How beautiful is this?!! I want one, or at least, I want to make one. Olivier Gramond, a French amatuer mosaic artist, exhibited this...
Once more into the breach
So, back again. I have had a couple of weeks with kids home for the school holidays and am now back to work all energised and...
Win beautiful mosaic jewellery!!
Ta dah!! For people who like my Facebook page, or for you readers who make a comment on my blog and/or subscribe to my newsletter, I am...
Apoplexy and the soothing nature of art
I'd like to be able to tell you that my panic has lessened, my general disquiet has abated, and that my innate uselessness has been...
Bits and pieces and the juxtapositions of life
Making a mosaic is a lot like living life. Woah, deep and existential maybe, but strangely enough, true. Think of every piece of your...
Natural mosaics
Perhaps I should have been a geologist. I have spent my studio time this week listening to Bill Bryson's wonderful book, A Short History...
Patterns and dysfunction
I have been pondering things this week - work, and the nature of work, and how we give ourselves to it or not. And what exactly is it?...
The technological collision
It is, technically-speaking, Saturday, which means that, yes, I am technically late with this post. I actually was ready to post...
