Totally self indulgent really … a self portrait of sorts.

I guess this week on the blog has been a bit self indulgent hasn’t it? Yawn…I mean who really cares?

Actually, it seems quite a few people. I wanted to thank those of you who chimed in a couple of days ago, not only did you help me enormously, but I was able to pass your wisdom onto someone else who was feeling exactly the same. Yep, just another tick for the blog and for those of you that hang in. Things are on the up on the voice and uni front.

On the creative front I’ve been yanking the heads off dolls at an alarming rate and performing ‘plastic’ surgery on one particularly fragile soul. It was for the table top portrait which I’m yet to write the words for but it’s kind of expanded into something more. I had to have some minor surgery last week and it’s been a huge opportunity for personal growth. I never would have described myself as vain…turns out I am. I’m also a lot less tough than I thought…sobbed when I woke from the anesthetic…sobbed when I saw the size of the incision this morning. How ridiculous! It makes perfect sense that I’d now be conducting my own brand of surgery on the dolls then, doesn’t it?

I’ve managed to fill an entire post with drivel about myself, which is quite a nice linking opportunity because someone very special wrote some words about me today (and made me sob again). All’s right with the world when you have good mates in your corner.

Stay tuned for further plastic surgery adventures…this is just a beginning.

You can see more creative spaces right here.

“Speak the truth, even if your voice shakes.”

I can tell you this, my voice has been doing an awful lot of shaking the last couple of weeks. Here I am, standing smack bang in the middle of my dream and I don’t know what to do with it. It’s swirling around me, getting picked up by the wind and dumped just out of reach. I’m looking straight through it, past it, and into something else entirely. Am I making sense? Or is my very shaky voice simply too much for you?

I’m hoping I might pick up my voice & the dream in the company of some lovely folk at my new haunt in Little La Trobe Street. A little bird told me they make good coffee.

Open your mouth only if what you have to say is more beautiful than silence.

Arabic Proverb

I’m going to study Fine Art Photography this year!

I dared to dream it
I whispered about it to a very few trusted souls
I was given good advice
I did the thing I thought I couldn’t do

& I just want to say thank YOU.

If I hadn’t had this blog
If I hadn’t fallen in love with Michelle
If I hadn’t been brave
If I didn’t have wonderful, supportive family & friends
If I didn’t have a space for ‘me’

I never would have done it.

It’s going to be a big year.

…is it too much?
…not enough?

asking myself the big questions.