Taking stock, as I prepare to cut the ribbon and open the doors

Ok so I may have failed to mention that I had this little website.  It's been here for a while, but it needed a lot of work to make it "just right" before I showed anyone.    Well I've been telling myself that little story for too long now so what the heck, I'm opening the doors and inviting you in.  It's not perfect, it might not ever be, but it's here and I'd love for you to come in and look around.

I saw this idea about "Taking Stock" on the blog of an artist I'm really liking, and who I met earlier in the year Jasmine Mansbridge.  I believe the idea originally came from clever Pip Lincolne, and it seems like she is happy to share it.  Yay for Pip!
Making : Almost everything out of a new recipe book Community by Hetty McKinnon.
Drinking :  Spi Chai tea.  Herbal and so so fragrant; it must be good for me.
Reading: Mirka Mora’s My Life, wicked but virtuous.  Hearing her voice in my mind.
Wanting: New jeans, again.
Looking: At still unpacked boxes and so much stuff I haven’t found a home for yet.
Playing: With our new wonderdog.   We both know he is more intelligent than me.
Deciding: Which yoga class to go to this week, a newie or an old faithful.
Wishing: A highly efficient domestic fairy would come and finish my unpacking.
Enjoying:  My new fancy pencils (Prismacolors).  An unnecessary indulgence at the time, now vital.
Waiting:  For Monday so I can dive back into the studio.  Yep, love Mondays.
Liking:  Michael Muir.  I saw his work at Melbourne Art Fair, and I’m fascinated.  Love it.
Wondering:  If anyone is still reading this…
Loving:  The sun!!  It came out today just to remind me that mud and shivering isn’t forever.
Pondering:  a second Ferrero Rocher, since the first one seems to have gone missing.  Weird.
Considering:  Going to bed before 9pm every night for a month.  I know, I’m hardcore man.
Watching: Interviews with the late BKS Iyenger.  It took him 7-8 years of yoga to get from constantly sick to healthy.  Who sticks with anything for that long?  I’m so glad he did.
Hoping:  For world peace, but its not looking likely at the moment.  I swear I’m doing my bit…
Marvelling:  At the resilience of others. 
Needing:  Nail polish remover.
Smelling:  Seaweed, which used to be “horrible” to me, but now it smells like home.  So lucky. 
Wearing:  Thongs tomorrow, and I don’t care if its raining.
Following: My intuition so much more often these days, and no disasters so far.
Noticing: That I’m not as disciplined as I thought I was, but I’m working on it.
Knowing: That I’m the luckiest person I know.
Thinking:  That this is probably a bit of a cop out as a first blog post.  Ah what the heck.
Feeling:  Like maybe a third Ferrero Rocher is not out of the question.
Admiring:  My clever friend, artist Jenny Riddle.
Sorting:  Nothing!!  But man, I should be…
Buying:  Food, food, food, food, its never ending.  Is it really necessary to eat so constantly?
Getting:  My nightcap.  Another cup of tea, this time Tummy Tea (T2).  Hardcore remember?
Bookmarking: House porn.
Disliking: The leaking washing machine.  As if pulling off the domestic goddess charade is not hard enough!!
Opening: A gorgeous thank you message from the happy receiver of my latest painting.  Big smile.
Coveting: Pretty watercolours in travel friendly packaging.
Helping: Myself to that third Ferrero.
Hearing:  Silence whenever the opportunity arises.
Learning:  To trust my gut.  It knows stuff.

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