Sunday, January 8, 2017


Of late,

I am moved by silence.

If music plays -

I like something like this.

Or better yet, 

watch it with this.

Books are amounting,

and summer -

 still wants to hide

behind spring's coat.


we wait.



ponder & wander.

Book pile from my shelf, 2009. Ravi Shankar won.

making a sun print (cyanotype) with findings on the grass.

a little gypsy-like journal - which I have warmed to rapidly.

a sample of many new creations to come, with variations on the spine work.

the local neighbourhood.

my home, beautiful Karekare beach. 

Thursday, January 5, 2017

Sun Rising on the New Year

It's happening, out the window-
and soon I'll be out in it,
basking in the morning sun,
the warmth tickling my cheek.

In the first days of the year,
I have been squirreling away in my atelier,
creating and relishing
in quiet moments with my books.

The first of a new selection of these creations,
I have shared below, 
and there are more to come.

This one is my favourite.

I've saved the pouch for years, and have a few more,
I came upon them by a stroke of luck.

This petite journal is 5 x 4 inches,
and is filled with 192 pages (384 counting each side)
of richly stained deed laid paper.
Many, many hours of labor went into this,
all the while,
love & light.

Sunday, January 1, 2017


A heartfelt Happy New Year 
to all my lovely readers. 

Thank you for stopping by, 
and to those who commented - 
also to those who didn't. 
I appreciate your eyes, 
even for just a moment.

This little corner of the Internet is slowly 
being drowned out by Instagram, 
but I'll still post here. :)

So I look forward to hearing your stories, 
and seeing you around my page too.

Here is to a productive, 
creative and strong year full of promise.

GOAL 1 - Journal daily.

Sunday, December 25, 2016


Merry Christmas to all my lovely readers, 
followers, customers, fellow creative Etsians, 
and everyone in between. 

Here is to a loving & peaceful Christmas and New Year.

Tuesday, December 13, 2016


There has been a storm in my atelier.

I have barely come up for air -
burying myself in all things paper, linen, 
recycled & vintage leathers, 
linen thread & cameras. 

All the little puzzle pieces that complete me.

This little one has been a few days in the making,

And today I completed it -

And please - keep very quiet,
as these little ones are sleeping...
(four forest green vintage leather miniatures,
 in the old green press)

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Mood Indigo

I have started a small run of journals, 
one of a kind, 
under the Indigo umbrella.

I had a dream I was lying in a bathtub full of Indigo. 

It's a wonderful process as resurrects memories of my photographic darkroom days, again, when I had a frenzied bout of working with cyanotypes. I always loved that part of photography the most, aside from pressing the shutter and capturing a moment in time, that I had chosen to frame - the printing part was an adventure I would completely lose myself in. 

I felt like a scientist, with all the little bottles of things 
(likely lethal chemicals though...) 
that created marvelous depictions of things I had seen.

How is this even possible? 
I would ask myself, 
as each image was born in the darkroom.

I have mentioned before in many ways, book binding and arts brings this back into my life. The need to work with my hands, with tangible objects. Photography as I know it, seems to be lost in the mist of a need for instantaneous images - no time to wait. 

It seems almost ironic, that this is how photography started, as instantaneous imagery, that folks marveled at in the late 1800s. But the long lost art of printing and processing is where my heart always found its place. In the future I dream of a place I can run a darkroom as well as book arts studio, and combine the two.  

For now, 
I ferry myself between a tiny house in the bush, 
and my atelier which is 30 minutes away - 
and feel grateful for what I have.

Friday, November 18, 2016


These Storyteller journals I have been making have been popular, so I have now got two in the store at one time. Although each one is unique, and the leather is a mix of patches in my recycled stash. They can take up to a week to create, but the finished pieces always please me - and their new owners.

This one features antique French mangle cloth.

I added alot of embossed patterns here...
The leather has a worn, old appearance.
Thick aged pages...
This is my favourite decorative paper, I hand aged it.

I love that this book is so dark and old looking.
Opening it, makes me want to write or create.
This decorative paper is a delight.
Thick, old pages - individually stained & pressed.
The two toned leather shows here, I love the mix.
  Meanwhile, I have been planning for a couple of Christmas craft markets, and working on some custom orders. Here is a sneak peak, of the most giant book I have ever created. It's far from complete, but we are on our way. It weighs over 5 kilos.

Friday, November 4, 2016


Beautiful Karekare Beach on my run yesterday morning.

Running along the shoreline with the sunrise... bliss.

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