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Silly Season

The silly season is upon us

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We’re all a wee bit stressed and tired as the year winds down. Where has the year gone?

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To make matters worse, for those with little ones, what lies ahead are weeks and weeks of school holidays

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So heads down, bottoms up and be thankful for all the flipping good things we do have.

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Eat, drink, laugh and cry! As for me, will be taking a break from blogging to focus on the ‘new’ in the new year!

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Good tidings!

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Christmas Placemats

Watch out Nigella! In France, adult colouring in books are outselling cookbooks, and the trend is spreading to the UK and US. From Mandala’s to movie stars, Maman’s are doodling away.

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The science behind it… when colouring, we activate different areas of our two cerebral hemisepheres. By using both logic and creativity the relaxation it provides lowers the activity of the amygdala, a basic part of our brain involved in controlling emotion that is affected by stress. Simply put, colouring in is de-stressing as we focus on it and not on our problems, we slow down without constant screen time as we partake in this childhood activity.

With Christmas a mere x days away, are you prepping for your annual family get together. Awkard and rigid conversations no more! How’s about photocopying a few colouring in sheets as place mats, set the table, lay out the crayola and voila! Forgo the traditional Holly and Ho! Ho! And lay down some real conversation starters.

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Merry Christmas. You’re welcome!

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Self Portraits

Do you have a book on your shelf (who has books!) that you dust off every year or two and re-read. Each time you read it you find some new meaning in it, or something you missed the last time round. Dorian Gray is that book for me.

“Harry,” said Basil Hallward, looking him straight in the face, “every portrait that is painted with feeling is a portrait of the artist, not of the sitter. The sitter is merely the accident, the occasion. It is not he who is revealed by the painter; it is rather the painter who, on coloured canvas, reveals himself. The reason I will not exhibit this picture is that I am afraid that I have shown in it the secret of my own soul.”

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Crikey, the canvas is not a window into the imagination, but a mirror. I suppose this is the premise art therapists work on?

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Note to self.. never paint a self-portrait!


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Wool web

Growing up in Australia in the 90’s

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Garbage bags slip n slide,

Hypercolour,

Pebble mix lined swimming pools,

Running through the sprinkler,

Pavlova, Queen Adelaide in a cask, Tang,

Swinging on the Hills Hoist,

Swinging the cat in a bucket from the hills hoist.

It’s a bit of a lemon when it comes to rhythm and rhyme. Nonetheless, it sums up the mundane little everyday things remembered from my childhood. Of all of the above, what remains ever present in my adult life is the Hills Hoist. Rusting quietly in the backyard, home to a plethora of sun bleached pegs, half a dozen spiders and the occasional kookaburra. Once in a while it blooms in colour for a short while before returning to it’s former functional self.

The men putting cookies up on the hoist for daughters Alice in Wonderland party…

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Two years later, jungle party…

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And now this…

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Web weaving at dusk. Unfinished and hopefully kitted out in time for Halloween!

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