Happiness as Anarchy #353: Pink Roses

The unabashed prettiness of pink roses is always a joy to behold. The best ones are terribly thorny and heavenly scent. I’m collecting cuttings of pink roses at the moment for a planned Pompadour bed in my garden, in honour of the arts she commissioned and inspired. In 1757 the Sevres Porcelain factory, of which… Continue reading Happiness as Anarchy #353: Pink Roses

Happiness as Anarchy #303: Hand sewing

I default to my sewing machine over a needle and thread ninety percent of the time. Today, however, I picked up the needle to craft my bows. Seated on the carpet in the north sun flooding my lounge room, I sat and stitched my satin bows into gathered plumpness. Twas a beautifully gentle and relaxing… Continue reading Happiness as Anarchy #303: Hand sewing

Happiness as Anarchy #287: Collaborating with friends

My lovely friend Cecily came to stay last night to nut out the details of a project we’re working on. Drawing the Versailles Woman is a workshop we are running in the Shepparton Festival on the 19th and 22nd March, and in April in Ballarat. It’s an absolute joy to work with Cec because she’s… Continue reading Happiness as Anarchy #287: Collaborating with friends

Happiness as Anarchy #230: Meeting deadlines

By the skin of my teeth, with 8% battery left on my computer, I have made a video to finish an application just in time for submission tomorrow. This once again gives weight to the idea that a task will expand to fill the available space. Or in other words, it will get finished by… Continue reading Happiness as Anarchy #230: Meeting deadlines

Happiness as Anarchy #71: Sleeping like a log

There’s something very satisfying about waking up feeling like you’ve slept well. I never get enough hours, but I love it when I’m physically exhausted and wake up in exactly the same position as I went to sleep in. As though I fell asleep the instant my head hit the pillow and I didn’t budge… Continue reading Happiness as Anarchy #71: Sleeping like a log