In the centre of my home is an old timber table ingrained with pen imprints and teapot scalds. It holds crumbs and crayons and books. It’s where I gather with my partner and our two children to eat, draw, talk and read. From this table I write stories of our days; a celebration of all that is true and good, calm and chaotic.
I’m a writer, photographer and yoga teacher living on the east coast of Australia. I thread words together, illustrate with photos and practise simplicity.