Him: Mum can we go now? I don’t understand this and I feel like my brain is going to malfunction. Me: You’re not supposed to understand it. You’re supposed to engage with it visually and let the image wash over you. Him: No. You are supposed to get the information from the image. Not by […]
“You can’t trust the media. They will always tell you bad things,” our 12 year old told me one night. “No they don’t,” I defended. “Seriously mum. Would you be interested in a story of dogs playing with butterflies or some war somewhere that is killing millions of people?” “Dogs playing with butterflies.” “No you […]
Me: Come on. Let’s go. Things to do. Movies to see. Him: Mum I’m on holidays. You’re not supposed to move when you’re on holidays. I managed to drag him off the couch and push him out the door without too much fuss. It was a cute movie. For Debbie’s Six Word Saturday!
I went to a combined public school music concert last week. Our son was playing the cello this time. Not the double bass. At the final day of rehearsal, our boy forgot to take his instrument to school. He said he had to sit there and just listen. We were both a little nervous on […]
It was a lovely day for me yesterday. Busy. But one that made me grateful for my son and his father. They spent Friday afternoon after school walking the shops looking for the perfect present for me. Our son gave it to me as soon as he woke. The sun was rising outside and staining […]
I took him to the 19th Sydney Biennale. He was seven years old. Me: There’s a wall full of nudes here sweetheart. They’re beautiful but I’m not sure how you’d… Son: It’s ok mum. I know not to laugh. I take our boy to the Art Gallery of NSW often. He used to love spending […]
My blog post, Jacaranda Season, was published recently in an anthology. A project of the bookstore and social enterprise LOST IN BOOKS, the journal collected works from 21 different local artists from Culturally and Linguistically Diverse communities, many in their heart language. It’s called Arrival. It is LOST IN BOOKS’ first publication. And according to Creative Director Jane Stratton, the […]
Him: Mum, give me your phone. Me: Why? Him: I want to take this shot. For Debbie’s Six Word Saturday!
We read, watch and listen to the news constantly. His father works in the industry and I need to keep an eye on it for work, so information about the world is always in our home. We could have tried to shield our son from it, but it was nearly impossible. We chose instead to […]
“If you could go on a trip to anywhere in the world where would that be?” I ask my son. It was a sunny afternoon. I was sitting at the table drinking coffee and dreaming of the great time we had in Vanuatu when he was six years old. We saw bright tropical fish as […]
It was our boy’s birthday. I made him cupcakes with his favourite icing. I sang him happy birthday and watched him smile. “Mum, you are a terrible singer,” he said. He didn’t want a party this year. He said it seemed a little childish. He is now twelve years old and already too grown up […]
It is a 12-year-old teddy bear we retired to the shelf some time ago. The material was getting too thin and fragile. For a time, teddy accompanied our son everywhere. They had great times in the park; snuggled on cold nights looking through picture books; ran down hills and spent long days at daycare. When […]