I imagined a funny smugness amongst the people at the supermarket at opening time this morning. ‘Well, we didn’t succumb to the alcohol-fuelled artifice that...

I gave my brother-in-law a new game on the market called Exploding Kittens. In order to win, one must avoid being blown up and be the last person standing. I...

As you may know, I like to paint on paper. I like the way the ink reacts with the absorbent surface. I enjoy the permanency of the marks. I love the feel of ...

Scared is what you’re feeling. Brave is what you’re doing. So wrote Emma Donoghue in her novel Room. A shout-out to Alex Mathers, UK-based writer, coach and ...

I careered headlong into a memory. I was simply making my way and collided, completely unexpectedly, with the back of a solid something from my past. This wa...

I am an inveterate maker of lists. Multiple lists, in a notepad and on my phone, and a detailed paper diary keep me on track and rolling along in daily life....

Miriam Schulman is an American artist and art teacher. She is also the brains and voice behind The Inspiration Place podcast where she, and guests, discuss t...

I am currently editing some creative writing. It is an extensive story and is requiring quite a degree of input from me. The job has needed some extensive th...

I recently went to a concert. Rod Laver arena was full and the crowd enthusiastic. Expectation was high as one of the select band of international music roya...

The other day I was listening to a song, sung by Tim McGraw. The song was about how our lives get busy and we lose touch with things and people that we once ...

Some days there’s just not much happening upstairs!! Until next time, Kirsten

I read the other day that there is a mathematical suggestion? theory? fact? that the distance between zero and one is greater than the distance between one a...

I like the word robust. I like the way it sounds. In its quietly onomatopoeic way, it sounds as it suggests. It is a solid word, not flippant. Two unassuming...

Listening to a podcast this morning, I heard US artist Flora Bowley refer to that middle, often difficult time in a painting’s development as its adolescent ...

One thing I have learned from painting is that nothing is one colour. By the time you take into consideration the light hitting an object, the shadows, refle...

A while ago I had a significant gym habit. It had many positive side-effects. I have just started up again after a lay-off of eighteen months and the method ...

My blog is dislocated. Its normal position has been disturbed. It has been ‘disrupted’ and ‘moved from its proper place or position’. Despite my previous blo...

I am mid-immersion. Like soaking in a warm bath up to your neck or plunging into the ocean and, more, knowing that the experience won’t be complete until the...

Focus can be a noun. The focus. That element which captures our attention. The centre of interest or activity. It can be that place you look at most in a pai...

… or not. Recently, I have written a small handful of emails that took a great deal of courage. They were emails that ‘put myself out there’ as the saying go...