Category Archives: Winter

Sunday…Weekly Snaps

January 15, 2017

Filed Under : Arrangements - Brighton - colour - cycling - London - My Home - synaesthesia - texture - Weekly Snaps - Winter

Photo 09-01-2017, 12 14 24I’ve been a slacker with organisation all over the board since even before Christmas, so rather than make any excuses, I’ll just get on with the snaps again…January and February is always a settling in time 😉

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More on my Steller Stories here

Sunday…Weekly Snaps

December 4, 2016

Filed Under : Brighton - collaborations - colour - cycling - London - My Home - My St James - Open House - texture - Weekly Snaps - Winter

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You can see the Steller Story version of this post here and you can also listen to a Podcast where I’m talking to Kat from Blogtacular here

Thursday…with a Scented Shed

November 17, 2016

Filed Under : Arrangements - Art - Brighton - collaborations - exhibitions - My Home - Open House - synaesthesia - The Shed - Winter

photo-17-11-2016-08-42-16Each year at my Artist’s Open House in Brighton I create an installation in my shed/studio…themes over the years have included Shipwrecks, Pioneer’s Cabin, Nesting, Frozen in Time and the White Shed.

Earlier this year when I was working on the #myStJames project I visited Floris in Jermyn St, London; the oldest perfumers in the country, and I was absolutely fascinated with how a perfumer almost seems to paint with scent. ( you can read an earlier post about it here )

It made me become incredibly preoccupied with scents and memories which is why I decided I wanted to crete a space where people could almost smell their past and  to ‘dress’ the shed with a feeling of nostalgia and personal history; something smell and scent gives immediate access to.
photo-17-11-2016-08-26-12When I told Floris what I was going to do they kindly provided me with lots of scent samples which I was then able to subtly place within drawers, boxes, tins, jars and even a couple of handbags and a book; sometimes on their own and sometimes combined with other elements…I was also so chuffed when Susan Beech from A Petal Unfolds agreed to let me include some of her incredible paper flowers and Cable and Cotton gave me extra lights for the ceiling.

Also as a synaesthetic artist I often paint smell ( and taste ) and so also included within the installation some paintings which depict scent. photo-17-11-2016-08-32-17 When I was little my mum put a scented sheet of purple paper into a drawer in the spare room…I used to go in on a rainy day just to open it and take in that smell.
I can still recall it; not in a very tangible way, but more like recalling a dream; one of those you never forget…

As an abstract painter I enjoy emotional responses rather than representative, and was completely taken by surprise when I found myself weeping at the scent of ‘Iris’ having emotionally revisited one of the happiest times and places of my life 30 years ago, for a matter of the handbag above contains ‘ Madonna of the Almonds’ by Floris as well as a dusting of talc, the small top box contains ‘ 1962’ scent by Floris and the glass jar contains ‘Lily of the Valley’ by Floris )

( the binoculars case below contains Scent ‘No. 127’ by Floris, blended in the 1800’s. It’s one of my favourites because it is like directly smelling history )photo-17-11-2016-08-42-32photo-17-11-2016-08-36-10 ( drawer above contains ‘Palm Springs’ scent by Floris )photo-17-11-2016-08-36-59 ( drawer above contains ‘Cerifo’ scent by Floris )photo-17-11-2016-08-37-36 photo-17-11-2016-08-43-46 ( drawer above contains ‘Edwardian Bouquet’ scent by Floris )photo-17-11-2016-08-45-08 photo-17-11-2016-08-39-30 ( drawer above contains ‘Honey Oud’ scent by Floris )photo-17-11-2016-08-35-40 photo-17-11-2016-08-33-58 ( bag above contains ‘Mahon Leather’ scent by Floris )photo-17-11-2016-08-40-02 ( above is some of my mother’s old cream from the 1970’s and a box with pencil shavings inside )photo-17-11-2016-08-40-21 photo-17-11-2016-08-41-10 photo-17-11-2016-08-43-17 ( drawer above contains ‘1988’ scent by Floris )photo-17-11-2016-08-32-59 photo-17-11-2016-08-31-05 ( lilies and a painting of their scent behind )photo-17-11-2016-08-29-29There are 75 smells in the shed which you can experience in boxes, jars and drawers ( anything containing a smell has a little round sticker on unless it’s a plant ).

You can pick and choose and let the smells take you back to places you’d forgotten or never even thought about.
The identity of the smell itself shouldn’t be important; it’s where it takes you in your memory which should be savoured.

So far people have had some incredible responses and everyone has come out telling me stories of smells from their childhood or past…some of my favorites so far have been:

‘I’ve just smelt a ghost’

‘That smells like an old lady’s chair’

‘Oh my God, that’s the school soap!’

‘I’ve just visited my Grandpa’s front room’
photo-13-11-2016-11-33-21( tin above contains ‘White Rose’ scent by Floris )photo-08-11-2016-16-20-34( incredible hand made paper flowers inside a drawer with the scent of Floris’s ‘Edwardian Bouquet’ from A Petal Unfolds )

I’ve also included some smells which are not so nice…not many, but I wanted people to experience a range, so if you visit, beware of this tin…it contains asafoetida!!photo-17-11-2016-08-46-25There’s nothing quite like opening a drawer or a box which not only has some interesting bits and pieces inside but which also has a specific scent…I have absolutely loved putting this installation together and I think it is only the start of a new phase for me of working artistically with smell!photo-12-11-2016-17-24-58You can visit the Open House and experience The Scented Shed, in Brighton during the last 3 weekends of November 11am – 5pm, and you can follow the accounts @64sandgate on Instagram and Facebook for more details

Friday…with Winter Workshop Dates

September 16, 2016

Filed Under : Arrangements - Autumn - Brighton - colour - My Home - Winter - workshops

photo-16-09-2016-17-39-53I am always, always surprised at how long it takes me to organise what seems like something very simple, and then always even more amazed when I think I’ve actually achieved it…but at least now there are tickets available for my Christmas Workshops in Brighton, even though at the moment it seems miles away!

If you’d like to come you can book a place here, and also have a look at my Workshop page here, and also do feel free to e-mail me if you have any questions at

I only have a small place here, therefore tickets are very limited, so if you miss out and would like me to run either a one to one or a small private workshop, please just ask and I can always try and sort something out.

This year’s Christmas workshops will be a little different from last year’s but you can have a look at this post from last December to get a feel for things…
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Sunday…with the Calais Jungle and The Worldwide Tribe

February 28, 2016

Filed Under : collaborations - short poem films - trips - Winter

Photo 27-02-2016, 17 00 50It’s 01:22 am and I’m sitting in my car in a petrol station in Crawley…I’ve filled my car with petrol but there’s a long queue outside in the freezing cold to pay the lone attendant through the hole in the glass window. I’m in my car because the queue of slightly drunk men is really intimidating, and I decide it’s better to stay well out of the way until they’ve loaded up and left…

Two hours before I was at another petrol station in Thornton Heath waiting for Alice to come back with a bottle of water when a man randomly shouted at me through the window and tried to open my car door before I quickly started the car and drove away….

Four hours before, an Afghan man in the Calais Jungle had randomly offered Davorka and me a stack of hot, fresh naan bread he was carrying when he saw us eagerly looking at it…

And an hour before that, I’d been round a small fire with a lovely group of Sudanese men who insisted we sit down on chairs and share a cup of sugary clove tea with them…

I can definitely say I felt more intimidated at a couple of petrol stations in South East England than by anything in The Calais Jungle…


At the start of this week a group of us who knew each other via Instagram met at my house to knit some warm things for the refugees in Calais and which I could take across and distribute when I got to the Jungle.

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I didn’t know  what to expect at all from my visit, but wanted to be able to at least take something useful, and something which people in the UK, who cared about the refugee situation, could do at home and still feel connected…

I was going to Calais with Davorka ( from @tilly2milly on Instagram ) and Jaz and Jess from @theworldwidetribe. The World Wide tribe does amazing work on the ground at refugee camps and are working incredibly hard to raise awareness of the real situation the refugees are facing at the moment..

Davorka and I wrapped all the knitted hats on the Friday evening and got ready for an early drive to Kent to meet up and travel with Jaz and Jess and another lovely woman, Alice, who also came to the camp with us.

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I plagued Jaz with questions for the whole journey and probably only stopped when we pulled up and parked near The Jungle itself.

My initial surprise was that the camp was so much larger than I had anticipated…I had not anticipated that what The Jungle actually feels like/has a sense of is a small town…

I went to The Jungle not expecting to find something so civilised; something with such order, tolerance and definite community. Yes, it’s muddy and a patchwork of shelters and tents, but it has personality and a sense of humanity, just like any village, and it has all been built up creatively by hand, hope and kindness.

I also went wanting answers to some of those basic questions which people ask and which I didn’t feel fully equipped to answer…

“Why don’t they just accept assylum in France…they’ve been offered it?”

So, very simply, they haven’t in fact been offered asylum in France, they’ve been offered the opportunity to ‘apply’ for asylum. This means that if they stay in France and they apply for asylum and don’t get it, they will be deported back to their own country, for instance as Sudan is not at war, and is instead suffering from ethnic cleansing and genocide, they are less likely to successfully gain asylum, and if they are deported they will almost definitely be arrested on their return and face torture and death for leaving the country.

The people from countries at war may have a better chance of claiming asylum, but as the French authorities point out, it is not something they can guarantee…

“ but don’t they just want to come to the UK for the benefits…I’ve heard them interviewed and that’s what they say”

Well, it depends how  you interpret ‘benefits’…

If you are under the impression that these traumatised people; teachers, lawyers, students, musicians, people who are educated, who have jobs and who have not been living a third world existence out of tents and shelters in their own country, have travelled thousands of miles, lost friends of the back of trucks which didn’t stop to pick them up whilst speeding through the Sahara Desert, been robbed and raped by people traffickers and escaped machete attacks and torture in their hometowns are simply wanting to be in the UK for our state benefits, you have been grossly misinformed.

The benefits these people want from our country are the benefits we should be proud of; they are the benefits of the fairest system available to these people, a system which will not necessarily send them back to certain lifelong misery. They are not after our jobs, handouts and they are not here to frighten us or to try and take over…they simply want to be safe, and the UK offers more safety and fairness, if you make it here, than lots of the other European countries…the UK really does feel like a promised land, and not because suddenly they’re going to be loaded with free income from state benefits.

It’s hard to think of yourself in that position, put yourself in that terrifying place, especially I have to say, when you’re having a laugh with a 21 year old teaching student from Sudan who can’t understand why you wouldn’t like maths or physics, and who excitedly tells me that sounds even have colour!! ( to be honest I thought the chances of having a conversation about synaesthesia in The Jungle were going to be non existent!! )…and then you walk away, back to a car which is going to easily get you safely home, and you remember that he also said he thought his sister may be in Ireland, but he didn’t know if she knew he was alive or not…he didn’t have a phone number or know where she lived and he last saw her 7 years ago…

…and also that other question How come they’ve got mobile phones?”

All I can really say to that is, if you could have a mobile phone, or a smartphone in that situation you would, wouldn’t you?… If you were living in a shelter in a camp ( which you feel ashamed to be living in because you’re used to living in a comfortable family home ), and you could find a volunteer who’s managed to get some electricity running from a generator, a volunteer who’s installed wifi and a volunteer who’s managed to find you a donated phone, wouldn’t you take it and charge it up, call your family, your friends, and maybe even ‘someone who knows someone’ who can help you get into the UK…I know I would.

“Why don’t they accept the container housing offered?”

Having experienced the community in the Jungle and seen the containers which are being offered, I can personally say that they don’t look inviting at all; they look more like the child catcher’s come to town and they’re waiting to ’contain’ you. They look like they’re cages without freedom with certainly no sense of community like the camp has, and they are simply the next step to applying for asylum, they are not a solution, and there is no real safety or comfort involved. Having said that a lot of the women and children have taken this option, to keep their babies and small children clean and safe, but it’s not an easy option and is just as frightening as waiting in camp…

As the sun was disappearing we all ate at ‘Kabul Cafe’, a cafe run by some of the entrepreneurial Afghans in the camp, and had amazing Afghan food: spiced eggs, lentils, rice and warm naan.

As we left the camp, the sun had already gone down and I thought of one of the Syrian men who said he’d been asleep all day so that he was awake enough to be able to try and get across that evening…( some of these men try up to four times a week ). I thought of the Afghan man who was flying a kite which he’d made with his son, and who told us he’d been spared being robbed by traffickers recently while most of the others in the group he was with hadn’t been spared that indignity. I thought of the two teenagers we met who’d only been in camp for a few days and then of the men who’d been there for 7 months…

Our Sudanese friends walked us to our car, we hugged them, wished them Good Luck and they told us to be safe, and I got in the car and started on the journey home with a different sort of conscience…

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How Jaz manages to stay bright, cheerful, hopeful and strong whilst visiting the camp so regularly is a mystery…she really is amazing, and that’s obviously why they love her in camp, and she absolutely personifies The Worldwide Tribe.

If you want to know more about the camp, what you can do to help, or just want to be updated with news please follow The Worldwide Tribe on Instagram, Twitter and Facebook and help raise awareness to this humanitarian crisis…

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