Acrylic on Canvas
91.5cm x 61cm
$1,680
Crisp air, leaves crunching underfoot, others swirling through the air on the cool wind.
Ancient vases overflowing with autumnal colour and pops of white statues sitting amongst soft green foliage.
Choose your sage green metal seat, upright or reclining, and enjoy the serenity around you from the heart of a city full of history and life.
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Inspired by one of the last photos I took on my trip to Europe in 2025, I knew instantly this was a photo I'd paint. It's so quintessentially Parisian! Full of vibrancy and history, and those green planter boxes and chairs immediately make me think of the Tuileries Gardens.
I used this painting as a way of experimenting too and really leaning into my impressionist instincts rather than trying to capture exactly what was in my reference photo.
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What matters in this painting is that you feel that crisp air, hear the piles of fallen leaves crunching under your feet, notice the history and details that transport you right to the heart of Paris.
Your face is slightly red from the cold air but your body is warm in your large winter raincoat. Misty air dampens every breath you take, your feet are slightly sore and your heart rate is certainly elevated but your soul is soaring.
Looking around you from the clearing you stand on you are surrounded by pine trees, seriously they go on for as far as the eye can see, peeping in and out of the low-lying cloud.
This artwork is inspired by my hike through the northern Finnish forest. In choosing a name I wanted something that truly represented the energy of this moment, standing among the vast, silent nature. This Finnish word means to walk in a forest with no purpose, to simply enjoy nature, slow down and reconnect with oneself.
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That's exactly what I did on this hike. I was entirely present in the moment, so much so that looking back on photos and now this artwork I can feel the same feelings and emotions I held all those months ago standing on that mountain.
Coorie
Acrylic on Canvas
61cm x 76.5cm
Original not available for purchase - prints are available in the shop
Before I stepped a foot in the city I knew I would fall in love. Be it sunny, rain or - my personal fave - misty, this city didn't fail to delight me, I can see why it's brought many artists of varying mediums inspiration for their creative practice.
Did you know they allow, if not encourage buskers? Coming across someone regally attired playing the bagpipes on random corners was one of my favourite surprises about this city.
I felt a calm and slightly buzzed energy, it's true what they say, there's a magic to Edinburgh. With its soft autumn foliage against weathered stone, I've imbued all my memories and feelings into this painting.
The name has been chosen to reflect that, keeping up my tradition of choosing a title in the native language, Coorie is a term used to describe being nestled-in or cosied-in.
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In creating this artwork I took artistic licence and focussed on capturing a feeling, the wild beauty of nature and how it was tamed into the castle nestled amongst it all. And completely unintentionally, but as a friend pointed out, it captures much of the traditional tartan colours too. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised, they'd draw their inspiration from nature too.
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Whether you've visited or not I just know you're going to fall in love with Coorie.
Watercolour on paper
35cm x 20cm
$165
Nearly every day in Finland was a constant drizzle, grey skies and the occasional peeking sun. I actually found it quite relaxing.
Every day was a new activity; visiting a nearby museum and culture centre, summer sledding with dogs and feeding reindeer (that greeted me every morning!)
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By the time my final night arrived and we set off to chase an aurora or two, I was completely content if we didn't see them. Ironic when I had planned my whole trip around this chance and in that moment I didn't need to see them.
We set up near a lake, our guide started a fire (which if you know me you know I love a good wood fire) and we used the 90% clear skies to marvel at the stars.
That night I saw the aurora borealis, faint as it might have been to the naked eye I saw it nonetheless!! I didn't care that they weren't strong and vibrant, the camera showed me more than I could have hoped to see that night.
Watercolour on paper
35cm x 20cm
$210
Down every street you turn you're greeted by the most aesthetically pleasing architecture. Symmetrical and running in straight (or slightly curved) lines, but each unit has its own story, its own character, just singing in harmonywith its neighbour.
Ever since my first trip to Europe when I was 17 there always been something that's pleased me about symmetrical architecture that has character.​
I perhaps find it so fascinating because it's somewhat a rarity in Australia, we simply don't have that level of heritage spanning our towns and cities.
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It's not that we have succumbed to a level of monotony, building something with character costs money, something many of us rightly need to prioritise elsewhere in the current economy.
And so perhaps we can find that character in small things like this artwork, creating an energy to our space by the things we put in it, if we can't shape the space itself.
As a life-long markets lover I adored Notting Hill, being able to wander and simply admire the architecture, small shops and enjoy the space with a dear friend.
The question I posed to her and I'll ask you now is this; If you could have one of these houses on Notting Hill, what colour would you paint it and why?
Acrylic on Canvas
51cm x 51cm
$940
The autumn air is crisp, you've just stepped off a long train from Switzerland and you're slowly making towards the waters edge.
Suddenly the buildings pull back and you are greeted by blue skies and the clear waters of Lake Como.
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It was my first taste of Italy, quite literally, and I remember the hot chocolate being served like molten pure chocolate with whipped cream on the side to lighten the dense flavour.
I remember wandering winding cobblestone lanes, discovering old churches and hidden shops. In fact I have a distinct memory of walking past an artist's shop as they painted and being amazed that it was their life to live and paint every day in a place like this.​
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The old buildings fascinated me, there were just so many stories you could sense had lived in this place. You could spend a lifetime soaking in all the details.
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I loved the terracotta roofs, the soft colours of the environment, it all sung in harmony.
Of the three places we stayed in Italy (Lake Como, Venice and Rome), this was my favourite. I think even as a child I knew that places that not only buzz with human energy but are also immersed in nature, those are the environments that I'm happiest in.
Surrounded by decades, even centuries old buildings and history, high up where not many would notice there stands a lamp.
One day long ago it would've gleamed in it's newly completed form and the soft glow of it's light would have guided people home in the cold winter nights.
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Meandering down curving cobblestone pathways between historic buildings, there's so much for your eyes to take in, so much to absorb in Strasbourg.
That's where I found this lamp.
Unassuming, by the side of a canal, with nature slowly taking it over to the point you couldn't really read the sign hanging beneath it. Perhaps a reminder that even our history as humans is short compared to Mother Earth. Or maybe I'm getting too philosophical about a lamp.
Watercolour on paper
20cm x 35cm
$210
Amongst the brown-grey buildings and fog laden skies there lies a brightly coloured street with its joyful flags strung from building to building.
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The place that inspired Diagon Alley and the stories held dear to many in the Harry Potter stories, there is certainly an air of magic and mischief along this vibrant street. With it's slight curve, cobblestones and tons of character and detail every corner you look, I can see how this was a source of inspiration.
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It's a street I visited every day when I stayed in Edinburgh and so I knew I had to paint it.
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The sky is the moment it all felt like it came together and lucky last the coloured flags, the cherry on top for this painting.
This street always brought me joy not only visually but seeing how much other people enjoyed it so much too, it was infectious!
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If you want to paint/colour it in yourself I've created a free downloadable trace and paint file! Check in out under the 'Learn' tab.
Walk along the crunching gravel, a soft breeze shifts the carpet of grass either side of your path, cow bells tinker in the distance and ahead, past the little village, the Alps demand your attention.
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Inspired by my first travels in 2014, this was my first time seeing mountains that big. What we have in Australia doesn't even come close! The Alps were simply awe-inspiring, every day you were in constant wonder of your surroundings.
This painting is inspired by that visit, up the mountains in a small village of Grindelwald. The title of this artwork is Swiss-german (the dialect spoken in Grindelwald) for a small village - fitting I think.
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You'll notice I've pared back the more modern influences from the inspiration photo when creating this artwork, I wanted it to both capture the gorgeous village I stayed in, but also those more charming, old-school gravel paths we walked along up in the mountains.
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I like that this painting has captured the bright and clean light and colours of Switzerland. As you know, when I'm painting these artworks it's not just about pulling from the single inspiration photo, it's capturing all my memories through all my sense into the canvas or paper.
Watercolour on paper
35cm x 20cm
$165
Suddenly you turn down a little street and for a moment there are no crowds of tourists.
Simply old architecture, locals going about their everyday lives and stories found in every detail your eye can capture.
The water gently ripples, reflecting the buildings above and a few boats float tethered to nearby buildings.
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As I found all my experiences in Italy, Venice had a lived-in feel to it. With a bit of wear and tear on the buildings it certainly didn't feel dilapidated, rather it gave a warm and story-rich energy to the space.
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Venice may have a million people passing through its streets but how often do we think about the stories of the people who live there each day? To us it's a magical foreign place, to them it is their home that they see through all the ups and downs and changes of the seasons.​
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Perhaps this is your reminder to find the spark of your home town and see it through a tourist's eyes.
Watercolour on paper
15cm x 10cm
$85
The streets of Provence are filled with warm colours, details and character by the bucket-load! Everywhere you turn there's a story, a new alleyway that holds a new adventure, leading you to a new destination that is full of history.
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I wanted to capture one of those moments, quiet charm in the everyday with that classic yellowed building façade and an iconic French blue moped to boot!
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It makes me dream of taking off and exploring the French countryside, what about you?
Hop on the train with me at Lyon, less than an hour down the line we'll get off at Pérouges. You'll walk up the curving hill away from the station and into the medieval walled in town, it's like stepping back in time.
Stone buildings surround you, wood that has been gently cared for ages around door frames and shuttering old windows. Maybe you'll stop at the restaurant for some French onion soup like I did.
This town isn't known as one of the most beautiful villages in France for nothing and it's that historic charm and the stories it holds that I've worked to capture in this little postcard artwork.
Watercolour on paper
15cm x 10cm
$85
I could easily spend weeks if not months of my life wandering the smaller streets of Paris. There are simply so many moments to admire, fine details of craftsmanship that have been cherished over the decades, saved and restored.
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And there's something about the colour palette, it's soft and unassuming, simply existing in its beauty.
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The doorways for me are something else entirely and although the one captured here may be a simpler doorway, it has a story nonetheless. I don't know what's beyond it but I can imagine. What story can you see?
From the other Swiss-inspired artwork, you'll know how much I adored my time hiking in the Swiss mountains (I use the term hike loosely), what I didn't expect to love were the cowbells!
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This tradition stems from history and is still used today as a way for farmers to find cows in the dark nights. It's something that's also become an icon in Switzerland, synonymous with their ongoing identity and culture.
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If I could have found the room in my suitcase I would have brought one of those cow bells home with me just for the nostalgia all these years later.
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As you look at this little postcard painting I hope you too can faintly hear those cowbells tinkering in the distance.