Studio space in Seattle is really hard to come by. I was fortunate that Clare Johnson had landed a residency and would be out of the...

It’s early January and I am standing in the gentle rain outside Blick’s. There’s a man in a glitter top hat reeling off tunes to passing...

Around this time last year I wrote to Les Murray, Australia's greatest contemporary poet, to ask if he would sit for me. His reply was...

You can’t control what goes on in your head. You don’t know where inspiration comes from – or when it will come. If you try to...

The kitchen is a mess. There’s no question about it. I have a studio, so there’s no reason for the kitchen to look like this, but I work...

Normally I create my work on the kitchen table, it’s comforting and easy and close to hot cups of tea. With the rain falling constantly &...