Saturday, 17 September 2011

Much busy-ness, and only a little art and flowers...

There has been much busy-ness lately, with things on the work and home front going crazy and completely overwhelming me, so I feel like there have not been many moments for stopping to smell the roses so to speak.

A couple of weeks a go I did get to visit a friend in Sydney and check out an exhibition of awesome-ness which married some of my favourite things - sculptures, old buildings and the great outdoors. This was the Willoughby Sculpture Prize, at the Incinerator Art Space, a Walter Burley Griffin designed building. Yay for WBG.

 Unfortunately for you the exhibition is over and only the memories remain...see below! There were some artists I knew in here too, which just makes it even better!

Geoff Farquhar-Still, Temporary Monument IV

Soozie Coumbe, Natures Toilette Brushes Series 1-3

 Anita Larkin, At a Loose End

 Janet Tavener, Out of the Mould.

Emily McIntosh and Marcus Dillon, Rethink and Reclaim

Maryann Mussared, Blue Buoys

 Bronwyn Berman, Banksia Woman
Marguerite Derricourt Paper Moths
Because of the sheer brilliance of my host, we did get close to smelling the roses - we window shopped the annual David Jones Spring window displays in the city...some interesting installations but awful photographs by me, sorry.
 Louise, intrepid landscape designer and partner in crime

 roses, tulips and a whole lotta baroque stuff...and Emu eggs...

seed pods and Cymbidium orchids
 more orchids

 And speaking of marrying things (see second paragraph!!!) its full steam ahead wedding season here at brave botanics...

Thursday, 1 September 2011

Nearly Spring

A few months ago my Dad and Husband put up a shed in the backyard. 
Partly for storage (camping gear, bikes, tools etc) and partly for workspace - but I've taken it over with a wall dedicated to the storage of vases (!!!!!!!) and a workbench. My shed!
I have grand plans. And check out the view from my window...does it get any better than this?

Oh yeah, it does - on the walk back to the house...

 These little miniature daffodils are named tete-a-tete, a friend gave a pot of them to Dad years ago when he came out of hospital as a cancer survivor and ever since then I've grown them as a pretty reminder to be grateful for what and who you have around you - and for surviving the near misses.
Happy Fathers Day to the fathers in my life!