Art and our weekend.

I  spent Friday and Saturday with my dear Dad painting the studio. 

Dad, like Paul here, didn't once ask me to stop singing, bless him, because I'm pretty terrible.

 Our gardener, my gorgeous hubby, did all the lawns and then took the kids out for the day so we could get the studio finished. When he got back he was shocked at my elegant state! He wasn't sure if I got more paint on the walls or in my hair (I'll wear a cap next time).

 It will hopefully be up and running by next week when none of my paintings will be at home to grace its walls. Instead they will all be at the Watch House, Balmain, for my exhibition . 

A few I'll be taking with me.

After saturday's home day, we ventured into the city after mass on Sunday morning.

Time to spread our wings.

After the Museum we walked every isle of Paddy's market until our feet couldn't walk any further.

And that my friends, is it!

I hope you had a busy and fulfilling weekend too.

With Love

Liv x

ART EXHIBITION

Together with Christine de Stoop, Helen Ross, Diana Wallwork & Garry McDougall, I warmly invite you to our art exhibition. 

OPENING NIGHT: Friday Feb 28, 6pm - 8:30pm

  Saturday March 1, 10am - 6pm

   Sunday March 2, 10am - 4:30pm

 Balmain Watch House

 179 Darling Street, Balmain. Sydney  2041

I'd be thrilled to see you there,

Liv x

* There is a lucky door prize, drinks and entertainment on Opening Night. 

* The above artworks are snippets of mine, I haven't posted the other artists, but please look them up, they are all very talented.

Stills

 It's been another busy week.
 Sorry, I hate that phrase. Despite the fact it's true, it sounds like you're blowing the self-pity trumpet all the time, but it really was busy. Promise.
 Whilst the week flashed by, I managed to slow the pace and capture a few magically mundane moments.

 



1. Buz having a MJ moment.
2. Rain. precious rain…..and then, a double rainbow.
3. Lulu with a sad and sore goanna.
4. I just love the organic features of pottery.
5. Pop's bird house
6. Bear and Taffy
7. Camomile and stone
8. Jim
9. "Sebastian" the frog that found his way into my bedroom
10. Paul teaching the boys how to use the brush cutter. we used to call it the "whipper snipper" as kids, what about you?
11. A friendly pony up the road
12. My first blue/purple iris
13. My neighbours stone wall. love it.

And that's it folks. I have an exhibition coming up which has taken a large chuck of time this week. Will post on it tomorrow.
Have a fabulous weekend.

Love Liv x

Valentine's Day

(This 6am photo cracks me up. She doesn't look too grateful here but believe me, a few chocolate hearts later and she brightened up. The bear has been named and given priority over everything else in a 6 year olds life)

I know it's one big excuse for commercialism to swallow a steroid tablet, but heck, I'm cool with it.

I LOVE being loved. 

As a kid I used to love watching girls and ladies board the train with flowers, I used to LOVE reading the valentines messages in Dad's telegraph with my sisters every Valentine's day, and I used to love getting a love letter from a boy, any boy, via my brothers school bag.
I'm not sure why I just wrote "used to" because I still love all of the above (except for the love letter via my brothers school bag!).
I know expressing one's love should be a constant in your life, that there shouldn't be a special day on which to tell the one you love, that you love them, but I still think it's nice.

This morning Lucy & I  woke to a beautiful breakfast with croissants, muesli, yoghurt, choccies, roses, a teddy bear for Lulu, and best of all, and big bright smile and an "I love you".

I feel blessed and loved, and the fact that hubby includes Lulu all the time makes it even more special.
(* The best way to make a mother happy, is to make her children happy. It's a no brainer.)
The most important person in a girl's life is her Dad. Dads play a critical role in building their daughter's confidence and self esteem. If a dad loves his daughter unconditionally, they won't go seeking attention elsewhere (well, that's what Paul hopes anyway…..he is devastated that she will one day grow up).

My big guys weren't so forthcoming with their love this morning. An embarrassed grumble: "happy valentines…(grumble grumble) mum", managed to slip out twice with a lend of their spiky bed hair for a token kiss, but that was enough. One day I'm sure they'll wrap their arms around me in a big tight squeeze (figures crossed), but apparently for now "my girls" are 'too squishy to cuddle' :(

The other little fella showed his love in other ways. Firstly he sidled up to the I love you chocolate sign and sang "inch wincy" as he edged his digits closer to the prize!

But yesterday his expression of love was quite something else!
After having finished some uni work at 2:30am, and then rising at 6:10am for the school run, I was totally and utterly exhausted by the time the biggies left the house. I lay down on the couch for what was meant to be a 5 minute breather, but my head was like concrete, I literally couldn't lift it off the cushion. In the 45 mins it took me regain consciousness, I was completely covered in all his birthday animals and the shells of an ENTIRE tupperware container of peanuts. Head to toe, no joke.
So how is the study going you ask? Badly, I answer.

I hope you all feel loved today,

Love Liv x

Art Studio progress

My dad is unstoppable.

Once he has an idea in his mind, nothing will change it….as was the case with our art studio over the summer break.

I say "art studio" but I've heard whispers of "a man cave", "pool room", "inlaw accommodation", "rumpus", "camping site", "Tom's room"….hmmm

I might just have to assert my authority.

Proud and grateful.

She is going to look beautiful all dressed up.

Thanks Dad.

Liv

 x