This is a collage I made some years ago. It’s called 17 years in 98 pieces. From childhood until my early 20s, I collected mementos that ...

In my backyard sits a tiny house. Tucked into the corner between the carport and fence, under the shade of a lilac-flowered paulownia tre...

When I started making ceramics, I had no preconceptions about what I wanted to make. It was all just play: getting my hands into the clay...

More than anything, I'm driven by curiosity and a deep desire to learn. This desire led me, three years ago, to take on a job and postgra...

Last year I visited the Brooklyn Art Library, home of a brilliant public art project, The Sketchbook Library. Over 41,000 5″x7″ sketchboo...

Happy New Year! Here’s what I was doing at midnight: Feeding ice cubes to my feverish husband, who has been down with the flu for three d...

Here is today’s doodle of kitchen vessels, which my son calls an ‘armada’.

Back in Oz. Last night I did a page in my sketchbook on highlights of my UK trip.