My daughter started a drawing in my sketchbook, but she just drew the hair. I thought I’d finish it for her and it looks surprisingly like her .
Last night we got back from a busy and unexpected trip to Adelaide and the Barossa Valley. It was full of unexpected delights. I loved the beautiful old established wineries in the hills and the botanical garden in the city. Of course there was plenty of waiting around in airports and drawing the first thing that pops into your head.
During the past few weeks it’s been a jumble of happy and sad times. My parents moved back to UK after seven years of living down the road from us. Before they went though we bought tickets to Paul Simon in Melbourne for my mothers birthday. It was a fantastic night, but it always surprises me how still the Melbourne audiences are. I was ready to get up and dance at the opening number. By the fourth song I’d persuaded my mum and sister to get up and we were told to sit down. So we went to the aisle and had an absolute ball. The music brought back so many good memories of dancing with my sisters on the mustard yellow shag-pile carpet in the living room. Children of the 70′s.
I drew this little picture for Mum’s birthday card.
The very distinctive Anna Walker, and the odd hairy man witha mouse in his beard above… by me!
Judith Rossell kept me entertained all day.
I didn’t chat with the person who did this beautiful hairy picture, so I’m sorry I didn’t catch their name.
Maggie Dannatt chatted to us about illustrating for Jackanoree back in the 70′s. What a legend.
One of my hairy pieces… excuse me!
My favourite by Serena Geddes
Yesterday I managed to get out of the house to attend the One Word One Day event in Melbourne in aid of the Indigenous Literacy foundation. The word was ‘hairy’ and to start with so was the whole experience. It’s very confronting creating a couple of pieces of work in the foyer of the ABC Centre surrounded by fabulous illustrators. But, once I got over that it was a whole lot of fun and a lovely opportunity to chat with some fabulous people. I wish I’d got a shot of Elise Hurst’s gorgeous piece of work. All the work is up for auction soon.
I also had an unexpected chat with Andy Griffiths which the girls were thrilled about because they just devour his crazy books. And despite his image he’s an extremely down-to-earth and normal person of course.