I’ve been loving my pop-up gallery - The Little Firefly - so much that I’ve decided to stay…at least for another month or two while the landlord at Cafe Frendz waits for a permanent tenant.

I’ll reopen on Wed Jan 11th at 11 a.m.

I’m in amongst the Cafe Frendz Nursery at 20 Moore Ave, Lindfield NSW 2070.

I’ve been enjoying painting while I’m in the gallery/studio and here’s one of the pieces I’ve made there, “Twiggy”

(click on it to see a larger version)

It’s the last day of 2011 - nice to be launching into the new year with such a lovely project.

I was going to set up a space in an adjoining shop for people to use for art projects, reading, chatting etc, but the 12 month lease for such a welcomed but financially risky idea was too scary!

I’ll offer private tuition in the Little Firefly in my compact studio space as an experiment…not so much to “teach” as to help unlock.



I’ve just had a very worrying week when my computer died completely and it looked like my backup wasn’t going to work. For the period when I thought I’d lost absolutely everything, I came to realise how much time I spend fiddling around with the stuff which is only a record and archive of what I’m doing out in the world, but which has come to feel like the main game. Anyway, after getting a new computer with a fancier operating system, then having to re-jig a lot of programs, etc etc - I’m back up and running. Here’s the painting that was my response to it all…called, “Internet”

I am LOVING my 17 day pop-up shop, the Little Firefly Gallery (Dec 2 - 18 2011 behind Cafe Frendz at 20 Moore Ave, West Lindfield NSW 2070 Australia.)

Today I took photos.

Please note:



- Little green plant-holding tricycle: bought with my first day’s takings. Moral: running shops beside nurseries is probably a bad idea.


- Home-made marble sorter-outer on table. Even tough, very grown up people end up having a lot of fun with it.
Thank you Nancy for your idea that I include it!
Incidentally, my apologies to the rather small girl who came in with a wad of pizza dough and of whom I had suspicions when there were fewer marbles after she’d left that when she arrived. I suspected the pizza dough and her grin as she left.
Today I found my lost marbles.
As I said, my apologies to her for the suspicion: she doesn’t know who she is.


-the wonderful view from where I stand when painting


-glorious lilies given to me by a visiting friend


-there is a book of my cartoons on a little table near the marble sorter-outer - I have never heard such a variety of snorts, chortles, chuckles, squeaks, and other noises issuing from folk as they look through it - completely heartwarming!










If you’re in the neighbourhood, drop in! A comfy chair awaits!