They got used to having Tim around while he was home for a few weeks over the Christmas break. When he returned to his usual busy work schedule they would ask when he would be home at least five… hundred times a day. On this particular day they waited anxiously, peering through the blinds at the sound of every passing car before finally the big man himself arrived home. Lola adorned in her brother’s hat and gumboots (because why the hell not?!) rushed to cuddle him and help him down the driveway. You would think a celebrity was arriving on the red carpet with the welcome he was given.
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After a week trapped inside with illness passing from one person to another we were finally able to rejoin the land of the living. We headed to the beach because, well, where else do you go when it’s summer in Australia?!
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In December I was contacted to write an article for a magazine I love ‘The Long Way Home’ about where I want my art to go in the next year. It was such an honour to be asked to contribute to such an esteemed publication and I can’t wait to hold my copy in my hot little hands. Here is a preview.
To purchase a digital or print copy head to their website.
So I’ve recently joined a 10:10 blog circle. Each month on the 10th we post 10 images taken during the previous month. I decided this month to include a set of 10 images. I have to admit that ‘window washing day’ is quite a rare and sporadic occurrence in our house and is usually fuelled by some special event which requires our house to appear habitable to outsiders. But it doesn’t take long for the fingerprint collection to build up again.
To follow the circle please continue on to check out my very talented friend Sara’s 10:10: https://iamnotaphotog.wordpress.com/2016/01/09/january/
It hasn’t been a particularly interesting start to the new year with Oscar, Lola and I taking it in turns to be sick. On top of that the weather has been a dismal excuse for an Australian summer and the combination of factors has meant we’ve spent a lot of time indoors. Their favourite room in the house (which happens to have the TV in it) is our lounge room which has the most awful dark, flat lighting. I try to avoid shooting there because of this but this week I had no choice to push the ISO.
I got up this morning and unceremoniously starting disassembling the Christmas tree (probably a month earlier than usual!). I think Lola had assumed it was here to stay and as fast as I could take the baubles off the tree she would return each one to the exact location they had come from. With some back and forth negotiation, plus a little bribery with breakfast, we managed to get it down. Til next year Christmas tree.
My dear boy – he’s almost getting too big to hold up in my arms. All long, gangly arms and legs wrapped all around me just wanting to be picked up and cuddled as often, if not more, than his little sister. I was trying to catalog my desperately disorganised files and tidy up some lose ends from 2015 when he was begging me to play with him. I set up all of his toys for him, ready for him to play alone so I could keep on with my task. He stared at the toys, paused, then stared back at me and without an ounce of manipulation in his voice said “But I don’t want my toys…. I just want you Mum”. I didn’t respond straight away because I was just trying to get over the knife wound to my heart when he said it again:
“I don’t want my toys… I just want you Mum”.
I immediately put down my work and devoted all of my energy to sitting with him, talking and building a giant Lego tower. In that moment I realised with only one year left before he heads off to school I need to make him my most important task.