I've got slightly behind with sharing my Art Cards. Not because I stopped making them, but because I've been feeling pretty rubbish for the last week or so. Run down, headachey, achy and generally without much spare capacity. The cards were still happening quietly in the background, but writing about them and putting them out … Continue reading Two Art Cards, a Scrapbook and Coming Back to Myself
This time of year always carries memory for me. Today, on a date that was already marked quietly in my calendar, a robin arrived in the garden. He wasn’t dramatic. He didn’t stay long. He simply landed on the fence while I was planting bulbs — small hopeful things pressed into cold soil — and … Continue reading Robin – Holding Both
This card arrived quietly, somewhere between frost and movement. The garden still looks bare at first glance, but when I slow down and really look, there are signs everywhere. Buds forming on branches. Bulbs I planted back in autumn pushing up their first small green shoots. A reminder that what looked still was never dead … Continue reading Midwinter Thaw
– a creative practice for marking the year as it unfolds For years, I’ve tried to keep a bullet journal. I loved the idea of it — the neat calendars, the trackers, the promise of reflection — but in reality, I mostly just made the pages. I didn’t return to them, didn’t use them in … Continue reading Art Cards for the Turning Year
