Playing

In 2014 I had the good fortune to meet Teresa Dair when she came to Brisbane for the Craft Show. She is responsible for getting me interested in knitting. I had wanted to dye the knitted surface, however what I had seen of knitting was not me. Teresa blew my mind. I made the decision … Continue reading Playing

Hands

These are Marge's hands. Every morning after breakfast she would crumble up bread to feed the pigeons. Marge passed away on Thursday evening. Life and death don't happen at convenient times, I was running a workshop this weekend. As much as I didn't feel up to it I had to get out of bed and … Continue reading Hands