Monthly Archives: April 2013

Reasons Why We Get Tired

There are so many distractions surrounding us that it can divide our attention until we’re not too sure what we think or how we feel. This drawing is about those times when you feel overwhelmed by your own conflicting desires

Reasons Why We Get Tired

There are so many distractions surrounding us that it can divide our attention until we’re not too sure what we think or how we feel. This drawing is about those times when you feel overwhelmed by your own conflicting desires

Doctor of Death

I’m studying to be a doctor of death. As creepy as that sounds, it’s entirely true. This year I have started my PhD in the communication of death and illness. For a twenty three year old, this is strange for

Doctor of Death

I’m studying to be a doctor of death. As creepy as that sounds, it’s entirely true. This year I have started my PhD in the communication of death and illness. For a twenty three year old, this is strange for

On Being an Elder

It seems to have gone on forever. The people that know me call me Elder, Uncle, Father, Wise Man, Old Pot, Moondog and a host of other salutations. Others might see me as a man in his 60s doing strange

On Being an Elder

It seems to have gone on forever. The people that know me call me Elder, Uncle, Father, Wise Man, Old Pot, Moondog and a host of other salutations. Others might see me as a man in his 60s doing strange

Paul Simon, Mum, and Me

This Easter, my husband and I spent about $1500 to see Paul Simon play at a Hunter Valley winery. That included travel, accommodation, and ticket costs. Husband was concerned it might not be very good. He  warned not to get

Paul Simon, Mum, and Me

This Easter, my husband and I spent about $1500 to see Paul Simon play at a Hunter Valley winery. That included travel, accommodation, and ticket costs. Husband was concerned it might not be very good. He  warned not to get

Me Without My World

Sometimes it takes one moment in the day for the heavy darkness to surround me. During those times it is most difficult to spread my wings. So I sit with her, afraid to look up and out and not see

Me Without My World

Sometimes it takes one moment in the day for the heavy darkness to surround me. During those times it is most difficult to spread my wings. So I sit with her, afraid to look up and out and not see