Birth flowers…

I kept to my word and amongst all the busyness of life, found time to make art (still not exactly sure where on earth I mustered the energy from!) A recent commission reminded me of one of the Word Play paintings I created in Denmark. I loved this piece for it’s unfeasible magic and was…

Take two…

In my last blog post, I wrote how I hoped to keep painting after my Danish year away from home… Somehow, as life does, everything seemed to get in the way (namely, planning a wedding and starting proper full time work.) A whole year passed and not much art was made. But, on the other…

A new start…

A lot has happened since I last posted on the blog. Since the exhibition, we lived our last few months in Copenhagen half excited to say “Hello” to Sydney again, half dreading leaving our new beloved home behind. When the day came to fly off on our last set of travels, those mixed emotions were…

Visual language learning…

We have been living in Copenhagen for 9 months now and my Danish is worse now than when I left Australia. It turns out that the Danes are just as brilliant at English as they in their native tongue and that more often than not, it’s just easier for everyone to communicate in English… Danish is…

Learning through play…

“To have respect for children is more than recognising their potentialities in the abstract, it is also to seek out and value their accomplishments – however small these may appear by the normal standards of adults.” David Hawkins in The Hundred Languages of Children (3rd Ed., 2012.) I first began my teaching career as a…

Flowers…

“I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.” Claude Monet Since, we arrived in Copenhagen I have admired the florists here. Even in the depths of winter, when we arrived, they astounded me, buckets of vibrant blossoms spilling from shop fronts onto the footpaths. I mentioned in an earlier blog post that our second Copenhagen…

Waiting for petals to unfurl…

Tonight, I’m sitting, day dreaming and admiring the peonies we bought today from our grocer. They are tight, perfect round parcels of delicate pink petals which curl and fold around one another, as if shy. They sit on strong stems and they are framed by tens of pointed green leaves. They are beautiful. While I…

Swan lake…

Since Spring hit Copenhagen, there have been giant two-people swan paddle boats circling the lakes. We’ve been waiting for a clear, sunny day to try our luck and ride in one of the swans since I first spotted them, so I was super excited when the words, “I was thinking after breakfast we catch a…

One month ago today…

One month ago today, I found myself holding his hand strolling along the crooked, winding streets of Florence, Italy, the sun warm on the back of my neck. Together, we climbed the many treacherous steps up to Michelangelo’s Hill and we looked out across Tuscany at the city I’d fallen in love with years ago…

Love Wins.

“This is the worthwhile fight. Love is a ruthless game, unless you play it good and right. These are the hands of fate, you’re my Achilles’ heel. This is the golden age of something good and right and real.” Taylor Swift It’s our turn now Australia. Australians deserve equality too. Love is love. Love wins.

A magic moment, a new beginning…

A horse drawn carriage, a twirl in the trees. He took my hand and we wandered into a clearing. We laid down our picnic rug and looked out into the trees of Klampenborg Dyrehavn. We’d found a quiet spot in the otherwise busy park and we stretched out our legs, enjoying the sun and the quiet,…

Memories of Travel

The first 4 months of my Copenhagen adventure has flown by. It’s a cliché, but boarding the aeroplane from Sydney, in lots of ways, honestly feels like yesterday. Since arriving at Copenhagen airport I’ve experienced so much. I’ve spent more time away from the siblings (who I miss dearly) in the above photo than I…

Store Kunstdag!

Two Saturdays ago now, on the 9th May, I participated in my first international exhibition! I had a wonderful day exhibiting my work alongside many other talented local and international artists in Hellerup, Copenhagen at the Fritidscenter as a part of their Store Kunstdag (Big Art Day!) Outside, Denmark brought to us grey clouds and…

The art of sharing art…

On the 9th of May I will be exhibiting my work as a part of a Big Art Day held for the community by the Hellerup Fritidscenter here in Copenhagen. The day is designed to share art with the local community and to inspire children and young people to become involved in a variety of…

Danish Easter bunnies…

Easter, for me, has always been family, ravioli, cannoli, chocolate eggs and bunnies. Lots and lots of bunnies. Easter this year has been a little different. Sixteen thousand and sixty three kilometres away from home, my family and my easter bunny, Patter (see the cutie below) are feeling very much out of reach. But, I’ve…

Words, pictures, play…

  Time. Time has not been on my side when it comes to my art making. During me years at art school, time was for drawing and painting, but the work I produced felt more forced than natural. The work I produced helped shape my approach to making but, for the most part, it was…

The cats of Copenhagen (and home…)

I began to see myself as a ‘bunny lady’ about 4 years ago when my partner and I adopted a tiny, fluffy grey Netherland Dwarf rabbit who we named, Patter. He nuzzled his way into my heart and my art and never left. Before that though, I was always a ‘cat lady’ (and still am!)…

An Emily puzzle…

This afternoon, I set about writing the ‘About’ page of this website. It felt so odd sitting down with the task of summarising yourself, your art and your experiences into a few paragraphs when it has taken me 23 years of growing to become the way I am. I thought, I questioned and I typed….

More flower love (and more little bunnies…)

    It’s Sunday again, my favourite day, because on Sundays we buy flowers. At first, we bought flowers to bring life to our boxy, white apartment (an apartment so white it feels somewhat like a tiny hospital.) Now we find ourselves wandering across the street to the florist partly out of habit, partly out of…

Sundays, anemones and a sleeping rabbit…

Sundays are for sleeping in, breakfast out and catching up on the things that pass you by mid week while you aren’t looking. Today, for me, those things were flowers and drawing. Despite the cover of grey today, spring has begun to settle here in Copenhagen, her sunshine fingers planting themselves deep into the heart…