The wave

I find myself staring into empty stretches of the ocean or sky. This stress produced world makes everything urgent and the ocean brings me peace and time for reflexion. It’s like a massive massage but one that makes me feel automatically happier and relaxed.

That is why I ended off this year with another painting of the ocean, a moody sky and a wave. Staring at the ocean or the sky is like poetry and it gives me energy, like a cold splash of water on my face.

The rhythm of the waves lapping on the shore restores body and mind…

I won’t finish it this year, there is still some work to be done on the sky and wave but that’s ok, it just means I will start with the same feeling of peace and tranquility and energised for the New Year. That’s my wave painting ♥


Happiness is…

On our very first trip to Portugal I remember in my granny’s village a little truck that would drive by every morning.  Everyone in the neighborhood would come running out to where the baker stopped and it was like a mini party, lots of talking and gesturing and bread buying.  And then everyone would disappear back inside and I guess there wouldn’t be much conversation going on because they would all eating bread with butter and cheese.

Some pão com queijo and a good cup of coffee with milk.  Even the children ate the same thing (the coffee was not as strong) but breakfast was the same for everyone.

Nostalgia….for me thinking about this. I was reminded of this special time at a bread baking course.  Something really different, unusual and maybe strange for some, but it was something I have been wanting to do for some time.  And with a little nudge from my friend and we both signed up for a full day of bread baking. Listening to the process of bread making, bakers formula and the science behind it; just took me back to that little bread truck.

I never feel full or satisfied until I’ve had that little piece of bread.  For me bread is a main meal, it’s satisfying on its own and with a little butter or jam or a piece of cheese it’s a whole feast.

Learning to make real artisanal bread just brought back so many good feelings and emotions.  Like watching my granddad eating, he used to have a good piece for breakfast and dip it in a huge bowl of sweet coffee with milk, at dinner time it was a huge bowl of soup and bread.  The pieces were broken off with his hands, not cut.  He sat close to the radio listening to the news….I can picture it in my mind when I look at this beautiful loaf I made, I see him and it takes me back to such special memories. It’s a wonderful feeling.



Real love, time, patience, loving hands and watching something grow and voila – a perfect old-fashioned artisan bread.

It’s no wonder God is identified as the bread of life in the bible. (John 6:35)

Some say warm bread feels like a hug, I know it smells like love when it comes out of the oven.  For me happiness is a piece of real bread in your hand ♥


PS: Gluten is such a bummer, I know – but actually artisan bread is easier to digest, because the enzymes have had time to begin breaking down the gluten in the flour while fermenting. And you can take time to savour it too, it tastes better than shop bought. Shop bought is what’s bad for us. 


Music Project

We had just bought our hifi (stereo) and to christen the hifi we bought two CD’s the first ever. One CD was – Gheorghe Zamfir pan flute music, I won’t mention the other one cause you’ll just laugh at our choice of music!

When I fell pregnant I knew that playing classical music was important for the baby but I didn’t have a huge collection to choose from at that time.  So pan flutes was a regular…I used to come home after work and lie on the floor in the lounge with the headphones on my tummy and I played pan flute music for the boys. I did this every day during both pregnancies. This song was one of my favorites from this CD.

The other day I told my boys I was working on a project, and asked them to answer these questions based on this piece of music. Just out of curiosity.

These are their replies –

Does this music mean anything to you?
No  ♦  Not really
Does it calm or irritate you?
Calm  ♦  It’s calming
Do you like it?
Yes  ♦  I could study to this music
Is it familiar?
Yes  ♦  I think I’ve heard it before

They were at nursery school age when I found Beethoven and Mozart for babies, this would play in the background in their bedroom when they played and I’m quite sure that this helped in creating little geniuses.  I’m happy with my music experiment results and the answers I got from them. They both actually like classical music and have developed their own taste in music, it varies but they always play classical when they are studying or want to calm down and go to sleep. Effects of music just fascinate me because I listen to very different things at different times, it helps me cope and live ♥




I am wistful for a salty kiss, sticky arms and the scent of the ocean.  For a damp towel and the foam of the white-capped waves, for my heart to beat with the ocean. I am longing for that  immense blue and longing to look into the depth and horizon and be blinded by the sun hitting the ocean.

Because I’m always dreaming of being near the sea I painted this for my bedroom, so I can lie in bed with my book and dream more pretending to be on the beach ❤



Starry Night


Ah but Vincent, everything in this painting is more than a little good, I love all of it, and it has a special meaning and says a lot for me…it really does.


Good night my starry starry night ♥☼♥☼



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