Tuesday, November 13, 2018


After years of quietly dabbling in the dark arts of crochet, I've recently begun weaving. I was prompted to start by an invitation to be part of a local exhibition.

I live on the south western coast of Victoria, Australia, and locals had been despairing about the amount of 'sea junk' that washes up on our shores. A solution that presented itself was to gather some local artists with the brief to use the 'sea junk' to make something beautiful, as well as running some accompanying seminars to educate the public on the problem. So the weaving above was made by unravelling the damaged net below, as well as additional wool, and other smaller pieces of sea rope debri.

I hope to make more of these weavings. It's infinitely satisfying to cut up something that is really dangerous for sea life. It's a great challenge to try and make something beautiful from it. Finding a market may prove tricky as they are time consuming to create so I need to sell them at a higher price to make it worth my while to create them. The regional centre I'm based near, Warrnambool, has a limited market for higher-end artworks. So I'm toying with starting an etsy page, and also chatting to galleries and sellers in Melbourne. We'll see how that goes...

Thursday, August 23, 2018

Picture book delivered!

The FIRST copies of the FIRST picture book I've illustrated arrived today! 
Amusingly, our eccentric small-town postie mistook me for the teachers wife and delivered the box to our local school. So, after some initial confusion, I got to crack open the Scholastic box surrounded by my eldest daughter and school buddies. A sweet moment-as was finally introducing toddler Tessa to the book! She and the book have such a history together.  I discovered I was pregnant at the same time as getting the job of illustrating "Shoo Grumpers Shoo". I had to lean over a very pregnant belly to draw most of it. It was quite surreal to snuggle up in bed tonight and read it together. They aren't quite siblings, but something akin to that. 

After years of drawing cartoons, which are usually published quite quickly, it has been strange to switch to the much longer process of childrens book publishing. It's taken almost 2 years from the first conversation with the publisher to actually holding the book in my hands. Delaaaaayed gratification.

Thursday, June 14, 2018

It's so hard to find good help.

This introduction is rather tardy but let's make it official. Allow me the pleasure of introducing you to my new Illustrators assistant, Tessa Wren Knoll-Miller. She is small but inspiring.
Well, she was small. Now she's huge.
Just to give you a sense of her style, here is what she's been working on tonight in the studio.

Scholastic have moved the release of the picture book "Shoo Grumpers Shoo" to mid-late 2018 so the baby did come before the book, and it's all worked out swimmingly.

It's alarming how long it's been since I updated this blog but I am lovingly attentive to my social media accounts. I'll try and pull my blogger socks up but, until then, visit my facebook  or instagram for all the latest.

Keep on 'truckin.

Wednesday, November 16, 2016

A book, baby!

Hey ho!
The good people at Scholastic Publishing have employed me to illustrate a children's book, 'bless 'em. The lesson here is of the 'Feel the fear but do it anyway" variety as it was the brief terror of showing my folio at the "Meet the Publishers" conference that led to me getting the gig. Seems you do have to "Risk it for the biscuit". (That's a movie reference from Oddball which was, incidentally, filmed just down the road.)

So I've been busy scribbling away in the studio, buying fancy illustrators supplies online and eating large amounts of yoghurt. The sudden uptake in yoghurt consumption is due to my other project, which is due around the same time as final art for the book. I give you, dear bloggee, The book and The baby. Both currently being lovingly incubated and due for completion around the start of next year. Below is a picture of the bump, sitting happily next to my signed contract with Scholastic. I'll keep you posted with news of both.

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Beard, Pipe, Beret.

I will be cartooning at a great conference later in the month and in preparation for it they asked me to contribute the usual photo and short blurb about myself. Most of the speakers at the conference are academics. Their photos and bios have gravitas.
The most recent photos of myself, however, were taken accidentally when the kids were doing tricks on the trampoline and stopped for advice on how to get the camera to film things. So I'm blurry, carrying a load of washing and looking a little distracted/harrassed. Sometimes my head doesn't even feature in-shot. In the voice-over, David Attenborough would describe me as being in my natural habitat. Well, yes, David, you are correct, but I don't think these photos carry the gravitas that I need as a professional artist.

Which led me to do a little pondering on what kind of photo does give you the "I'm a deeply successful, wildly talented, artist person" vibe. A quick search of art history revealed that Great Artists of the world have three key elements to their appearance: Beard, Pipe and Beret. So I went with that.

I'm very pleased with the results.
Though I would like to add that if you do overplay it a little you can end up looking like Popeye, the sailor man. See bottom, second from right.

Thanks go to my skilled photographers (aged 9 and 11 years old).

Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Artist in Residence

Q.  What kind of institution has an everlasting bucket of chips, a happy birthday cake that sings to you and a track for guinea pig racing? 

A.  A Super School, as imagined by students from a tiny school in the bottom bit of Australia.

Just finished a residency with St. Patricks Primary School in Port Fairy, Victoria. The kids and I worked together to produce this artwork which is a "Super School". The children imagined what they'd like a Super School to include and then drew those elements. I then cut them up, and constructed the collage. I used spacers behind some of the drawings to give the work a three dimensional appearance. The coloured work around the edges was contributed by the preps and grade one children who lacked the fine motor skills to do detailed cartoons but had great crayon skills and combined some gorgeous colours.
Collage detail
I worked with every class in the school, holding cartooning workshops over three weeks. The fourth week was spent with just the grade sixes, cutting out younger kids work and doing final drawings. At this point I felt like a renaissance painter with a stable of my own little artists "We need some roads, draw me some roads! Trees! Let's add treeeees!" The children were very accomodating.
Full image of our 'Super school'
This project taught me to never underestimate the creative force of young minds. Their ideas for a what a Super school should include were both practical-a waterslide that teaches you everything- and the wacky -hand-standing penguin, rocket ships and a wrestling ring. 

I also encouraged students to critique their own ideas and try and evaluate the implications of them. For example, if a super school DID include a ravenous beast that ate all bullies (and sometimes teachers) what problems might this possibly present? How might the students overcome these problems? The answers were surprisingly pragmatic and imaginative i.e. for the example above, the monster doesn't actually fully digest the bullies (and teachers), he just pooes them out again and they consider it a lesson learned.

By the way, St.Patricks Primary School, Port Fairy, has the best artist-in-residence program I've seen, with a different artist every two years. Is it a co-incidence that this small town won the title of the WORLDS most liveable community in 2012? I think not.
It took out 'Under 20,000 population' prize and the shire's mayor had to go and dig out his best suit and passport and fly to Abu Dhabi to be presented with the prize.

Thursday, May 5, 2016

Why I windexed my art folio.

Last week, I had 10 book illustrations to complete and a book pitch to write. I felt a bit like this:
Now, with all of that completed, I feel like this:
I'm all ready for Kid Lit Vic 2016. I even windexed my art folio.
Following this conference is another school adventure-a residency with St.Patricks, Port Fairy, Victoria.
We are imagining, and drawing, our 'dream school'. Should be fun!

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

2015 in review.

This blog is quickly becoming something akin to the annual christmas letter you send to distant relatives and old friends. Oh wull. Merry Christmas! Happy New Year! & Look what I did last year!
In following with christmas letter tradition, I will list the successes and skip the angst, failures and flawed coping strategies.
Here is some of what I did in 2015...

1. I continued selling cartoon prints
I extended the print run to 14 designs and started selling through Blarney Books, Port Fairy, as well as The Artery in Warrnambool and F project artist markets.

2. I held an exhibition with Rachel Peters, on the theme of 'Somewhere between domestic and wild".
This largely featured drawings of monsters doing mundane, domestic things. Because even monsters have to wash. I guess.

Below: Portrait of my husband flossing and Portrait of my husband shaving. My husband is not at all monstrous. But he is a wonderfully exotic beast. and has hairy toes. Hence the works.

The exhibition also included almost 20 terrariums featuring more monsters and giant mutant beasts. Plus plants to make them pretty. Leading up to the exhibition I spent a lot of time in $2 shops, nudging aside 7 year old boys to get to the  GOOD matchbox cars and plastic dinosaurs. When I'd caught my breath, I'd continue on to the glass bowl section and elbow aside all the other 40 year old mummies making terrariums. It was harrowing. 

Rachel's work included pieces like the one below. She is one classy dame, no?

 3. I made some giant flowering gumnuts. They were commissioned by the local council, as replacements for the tinsel-covered council decorations that normally adorn light poles.
I used old aluminium lampshades for the gumnuts, and unravelled rope to make the flowers. I figured rope would stand up to the seaspray and wind of Warrnambool, and it's wiry kink was evocative of the real flowers. I made the gumflowers detachable with carabina clips. Having detachable gumnuts will enable the council to store the metal panel flat and should help with installation as the panel can be installed and then the gumflowers added later.
And just quietly, I kept making our strawbale home. The house is finished but making stuff, growing plants and children, continues. The cartooning and artwork happens around this and both feel creative and challenging.

Finally, this was the year that I joined facebook and reluctantly got a mobile phone. Soft. I'm sure there are ways of hooking up my blog and my facebook page. From memory, a hot-glue gun, pipecleaners & some batteries are required. This may take some time. Bear with me.

Thursday, February 19, 2015

Highlights from 2014.

1. Medicare Local job:Lunchbox Blitz Attack.

This aim of this program was to educate children and parents about healthy lunchbox alternatives. The program needed an artist-graphic designer to work with the children and come up with some compelling visual images that could be used to promote healthy food choices. It was a pilot program that saw me visit 5 local schools, becoming an art teacher for the day. I chose to work in 3D,  photographing our creations, and the kids and I brainstormed slogans to go with our personified veggie people. Below is a selection of what we created.

2. Giant Sea Urchin and Laneway Festival.

Both of these jobs were funded by Warrnambool City Council and involved me working with dear friend and fellow artist, Rachel Peters.

"Echoes of the Sea" was an event that transformed a quiet Warrnambool laneway into a sea-themed wonderland. Rachel made some gorgeous beach junk sculpture. Delia Crabbe hand-painted a buoy, with her usual flare for detail and intricacy. Together we organised live music, kids activities, a lifesize penguin, and a hanging kelp forrest.

The Sea urchin was made from beach junk collected from local beaches. It was a great project but when we delivered it to the council it was placed on the floor outside the local library. Apparently they didn’t have a plinth. The Urchin, being of a certain height, was sat upon by every small child in warrnambool under the age of six…and it wasn't really made to be sat upon. Last time I saw it the Urchin looked like it had lost a good deal of it’s structural integrity. Oh well.
Much like leading a horse to water, you can lead a council to public art but you can’t make it plinth.

3. New print run of cartoon prints.

Warrnambool has a blooming Artist Co-operative called The F project. The F project is a veritable hub of creative projects which include a gallery, a shop, workshops and seasonal art markets. For the Christmas Artist Market I  printed and packaged 10 cartoon designs and they sold well, covering my print costs. I’m now selling the prints in the F projects Shop which is called 'The Artery'. They were the best selling product during January 2015 and I’m hoping this will continue!

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Caution. Nautical themes, and some blood, appear in the following scenes.

Well, I'm back.
This blog is officially re-launched. I just smashed a bottle of Dom Pérignon against the port side of my scanner. I have a large gash on my left thumb, blood and champagne on the carpet. That's the price of a good relaunch, though. Tally ho! Ships ahoy!

I like to imagine my career as a danish houseboat painted teal green. I named her, with an earlier bottle of champagne and an earlier gash, Tilde. Anyway, Tilde, my career, has undergone a careen.
  1. 1.
    turn (a ship) on its side for cleaning, caulking, or repair.
  2. 2.
    N. AMER.
    move swiftly and in an uncontrolled way.
    "an electric golf cart careened around the corner"

Definition number 1, not number 2, I hasten to add.
Tilde's careen was necessitated by us building a strawbale home. I wanted to get all down and dirty with the process so I've spent about eighteen months wearing clumpy boots and picking straw out of my hair each evening. I packed Tilde into a leaning boat shed and replaced publishing deadlines with building deadlines. I leaned up against the boatshed doors and played all hard to get, hiding under my fringe, muttering "No, no, no, I'm not working."

Now, however, the house is done. ish. I'm throwing open the boatshed doors again, full of gung ho* and sailing lingo. The sun streams in. I have a sailing cap.
"Hello Tilde old girl! Let us sail forth into the deep waters of the blue yonder."

Sailing lingo rocks. Rocks starboard! Begad! Look lively lubbers! All hands on deck!
It's hard to stop. 

Actually, I have kept up with a bit of work. Some graphic design, some painting and some drawing. In a career direction that initially did feel like a careen, definition 2, I started teaching a little dance class for kids. We call it Make and Move. We make stuff, we find ways to move, we play. It's been deeply, refreshingly, fun.
I admit that, coupled with a recent divergence into face-painting, Tilde does seem to be sailing the easy seas of mumsiness. The 22 year old me-the edgy VCA art student I once was -is disgusted.
"You've gone from political cartooning to crocheting baby owls and face-painting kinder kids." she sneers. "Can I get you a LARGER armchair?"

I quietly sit her down. I explain that working with children is the most world-changing work of all. I explain that my new motto, besides use more sailing terms, is have fun, sailor!

And as Captain  of my good ship,(Admiral perhaps? All that gold trim..), I have a strong feeling, deep in my beard, that play leads to good art. And that not taking yourself too seriously is a gift of middle age. I lift my pipe and shout  "Let's pipe the side, cast off and launch her leeward, crew!"
So send me a pigeon, or email me, via the contact link on the side of the page, if you want any cartoons and illustrations. Or if you just want to stroke my luxuriant beard.

P.S. I'm writing a book of cartoons about parenting. I'm just putting ideas down at the moment, quick drafts, but here was what I drew when I got back from the school drop off this morning.
I didn't actually do it. But I wanted to.

P.P.S. Just quietly, I really have been crocheting baby owls.

*Gung Ho: This term originated as a Chinese expression used to describe ship crews when they would join together to make it through a difficult situation. The term was brought into the English vocabulary when WWII Marine Lieutenant Colonel Carlson  used the term for a motto for his division. Today the expression is synonymous with excited or ready for action.