mie.

Moghrey mie (pronounced 'morra my') is Manx Gaelic for good morning. I learn a little Manx in primary and secondary school, then promptly fell in love with French instead. I suspect that was mainly because I wanted to go to Paris!

There's a steady resurgence of support for this once-native language and I'm rather enjoying adding a little Manx cheer to my pots.

festive.

Christmastime never felt quite right in Australia. 30C heat with traditional carols? Weird. 

November already feels festive. The nights are cold and crisp and clear, the leaves have nearly all fallen from the trees and fairy lights are slowly beginning to appear. I'm actually looking forward to the Christmas season. I've even made a few cups and ramekins to share some seasonal cheer: Nollick Ghennal.

[merry christmas.]

throw > paint.

Holding my own pots after a 7 month hiatus = best feeling EVER. 

There was much happy dancing. 

I've been sketching and designing for months - it's BRILLIANT to finally make those drawings a reality! I've had an extension of the Silverdale Dreams collection planned since December last year, and since my return I've been considering the local language - Manx gaellic. This is the starting point for the first work to be made in my new studio.

[moghrey mie // good morning]

[notions of home]

[gura mie eu // thank you]

[it was getting pretty messy on Thursday night.]

time.

There's a common saying on this island, that epitomises the pace of life. It's both endearing and frustrating (especially when you've become accustomed to city life elsewhere).
'Traa dy Liooar' (Manx gaelic) translates as 'Time enough'.

This reflects most islanders' mind sets - that there is plenty of time and all will be well. I respect that and I'm trying my best to embrace it. However, the proverb can also be used to excuse laziness or lack of progress.
Sigh.