A circle with initials m and k - used for a clay seal or makers mark
Closeup of Australian native gum nuts and leaves being held in hands.

Events

I practice a philosophy of ‘slow art’. I take time to think, design, create and reflect. Sometimes, I have been, and will be, a part of some wonderfully authentic events, workshops and opportunities. 
Take a peek here to see what I have done and what I might be about to do.

Events, Workshops and Opportunities

Sometimes you need rescuing. Sometimes you see a shaft of light that beckons to a more hopeful path. One that sees what you’ve already done in a new light and reframes it, so you can lay down a better path ahead. A foundation, if you will. Someone who invites you...
Some years ago, I met a friend-to-be. She was painting a large canvas opposite the door to her solo exhibition. She had been a practising artist all her life. She is inspirational in more ways than one. I hoped (and knew) that we would become friends. What I didn’t foresee...
In the late ‘80s I took a silver jewellery making course with Marianne Eichenberg at what was then known as the Crafts Council of the NT. But an Ingrid Germanis’ Garden Sculpture course in 2012 showed me how to reclaim a creative life from the middle of motherhood and a full career in environmental science. I knew ceramics was...
What happens when people sit and create together under the shade of a gloriously massive rain tree? They arrive sometimes hassled, always with their mind still on the way here, almost ready to steady themselves and use their brushes and colours to bring a drawing to life...
Here I sit in a monsoon vine forest, not far from the smooth and dwindling flow of a groundwater-fed spring. We’ve not had much rain this last wet season and the earth struggles to provide water for the communities and environments dependent on its flow. It is a magnificently rich and tall forest gracing this small patch of the Territory Wildlife Park...

The Energy of Place

A Top End creek with flowing water, rocks and green trees and shrubs on its edges. A large fallen log lays across the creek,