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This is me, standing in the rainy streets in Sydney, wearing the dress I made using fabric my dad brought back from India in 1989. He said the strings were still tied around those little Shibori circles when he brought it home 😍.⠀
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I went to Sydney with my boy @arimessina (who took these photos - using his phone, hence the blurry low-res quality), to attend the opening of the @seed.stitch.collective exhibition that my ‘Cocoon | Emerge’ artwork is part of. (The exhibition is still on if you’d like to see all the amazing work). ⠀
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And that’s exactly what I’ve been doing this past year every day I feel my wings Emerge & Unfurl in a completely different way than I’ve ever known before. I wonder if it’s turning 40, or working through the grief of lost friendship and joys of new friendships, or writing a book & journaling words, or committing to my own creative arts practice.⠀
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Or maybe it’s a combination of all those things, and the continual channeling of my mother and the way that she (in my memories of her) was unapologetically herself, making mistakes & learning & moving forward & slowing down & feeling her fears & stepping into her joys & walking the Earth, barefoot.⠀
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If you’d like to see a little video of me talking about my work, and slow process, and me walking barefoot on our patch of forest, then pop over to @handsofamaker where Nathalie is sharing the photos & video & words from when she visited me a short while ago.⠀
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I must admit I was a little shy to talk to her camera, but Nathalie has made me look generous & warm & truthful, and I feel so pleased to have this recording of me. If you’re feeling a little worried about being in front of the camera remember you will never be as young again as you are right now!

I’ve spent the day at my computer, re-working my Unfurl & Bloom course. I love writing, gathering words, thoughts, photos, ideas, feeling, knowings, insights to share with you. ⠀
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But after a day at the computer (and teaching myself new programs 🧠 💥🌪 💤) I’m longing for some forest play, some simple ephemeral collecting, arranging & Mindful Mandala making.⠀
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I made this at our local park one day, while the Little One played on logs & found stones. Have you ever made nature-art like this?⠀
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Unfurl & Bloom begins soon - if you’d like to join in on a creative journey of tapping into your internal whisper & the quiet confidence just waiting to be explored, there’s still space for you.

I made these today & am quite in love. I’m going to hand stitch into them with my dyed threads, and stitch words & some shapes / patterns / wonky lines... And then I’m going to sew them into a ‘tea quilt’ which is a sweet name for a little placemat to put your tea pot & tea cup on, while you sip quietly, contently.... is that some wishful thinking ??!! the quiet tea sipping 🍵 ☕️ ⠀
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I’m offering these available to you, and thought perhaps you’d like to choose / suggest the words, poem, quote I stitch onto it. They’ll be $49 each + postage if you’d like one you can dm me or leave a comment. And if you fancy one in a different colourway let’s chat!⠀
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*made using my naturally dyed fabrics and patched in a very improv manner. Lots of joyful making 😊✨⠀
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ps closeups in my stories

This mama cow stood there ever so patiently while the not-so-small child-cow pulled & yanked & slurped from her teat. Then she just walked away, saying enough now, with her calf trailing after her.⠀
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Mothering hey!!⠀
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I’ve had some conversations (in real & messages) about mamas wondering when their self & creative moments will come back again. It will, it does... slowly slowly. Sometimes we have to walk away & say enough now to our bubbas. Sometimes we have to stand with them & be the Mama being pulled, yanked & tugged at! And sometimes it’s beautiful kisses & running in the grass together.
And had to share the pic of that sweet blondie too

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