Stamps

Some new work. My favourite is the grey pussy cat. Which one is yours?

Book covers

From a project in the works... Book cover design.

Thursday afternoon pattern

Couldn't resist making a pattern out of Paul's mum's plums!

Äppel päppel

Would very much like some help with name suggestions for this new apple variety! Please.

What kind of bird am I?

Is it really over?

Is summer over? We i only swam in the sea twice.

Full Moon

It was full moon last night and we saw a foxiloxy.

Hemma

Hemma igen. The clan is reunited.

Pear tree

I quite fancy having a pear tree in the garden...

Missing Theo

Theo has gone to Sweden to hunt for Trolls. To build camp fires. To sleep on pine needles under the bare sky with only clouds as a blanket. He's gone to scare the boatmen. He's gone to catch perch with his bare hands, spear snakes with a spear he's whittled himself and to pick wild berries to eat with fresh cream for breakfast. Theo's gone to Sweden to have a whole lot of fun. But I miss him...

Kamikaze black birds

This little illustration is inspired by our kamikaze black birds in the garden. They fly too close, just in between our heads, shortcutting through our dinner eatings with big fat worms dangling in their beaks.

teNeues

Fresh fruit

Good morning!

Coffee o'clock

A savoury scone straight out of the oven, smothered in rasberry marmalade. A well made latte. Bliss!

Soup anyone?

Weeding in the garden is good fun with a 1 year old. The "weed" ( carefully cultivated lillies and most things from the beautifully flowering herb garden ) is pulled up, roots and all and then tossed into the paddling pool. "Yum yum" he grinns while stiring with an oversized plastic spade same height he is. Maybe weeding is best done after 7 pm. I should have known...

Flowers for you

Friday afternoon pattern...

I never work in black but I think I will start now! There's something very soothing with black and white.

Wednesday morning patterns

New cards for teNeues

I'm very happy with how these new cards for teNeues turned out! Had a big box delivered this morning, that was a nice surprise. Thanks!

Eadie Pop

"What are you doing in my room, Mummy? Can't you see I'm busy?!"

Going for a swim...

Fishy on a dishy

Oak tree

This oak tree with fairy tale animals really reminds me of my childhood. This is for a new Isak tray!

Sleepy...

We've had a baby!

And all of a sudden we're a family of five! The baby won't tell us his name so until further notice we're calling him Troll. ;)

Summer

Summer's really arrived! Yes, I'm ignoring the fact that it's going cold tomorrow again... For today it's steaming hot and wonderful! That's enough for now. :)

Leaves!

I was struck by how green everything's got! Green green green! Wonderful! You can almost smell it!

Portrait

This was a "portrait" of Isak's Dutch agent Anne from Nordic Child... but For this blog I wanted to change the hair colour to brown. I think she's pretty!

Portfolio update

It was time for a little portfolio updating today. More will follow, hopefully tomorrow. :)

Conch

We tried some conch chevíche in Belize a few weeks ago. It was... chewy. After that we saw a whole conch graveyard when we went diving. Just mile after mile of seabed covered with empty conch shells. We should all leave the conch be for a while and give it a chance to come back.

Deer & Ship

Deer and Ship in Telugu!

Indian alphabet

An alphabet poster I'm working on. Don't recognize the language? Well, it's Telugu of course! :)

Wallpaper detail

Here's a corner of a cusotm made walpaper I did today.

Pappa

And he rows and he rows his fishing boat. Away from the sea shore, away from the boatmen. He will row, he will row until he gets close to Knappen. His own little island no one wants to visit,  NO one wants to visit. They all say it’s too small. Too small they all say.  It takes 3 minutes to walk it, to walk all around the island.  This is where he brings, brings fishing rod, matches and salt. Once he brought a girlfriend. He will fish, he will fish, he will throw in the rod; watch it make rings on the water, all day long. He will make fire, he will spear his fish on a branch and he will grill it. Then he rows, then he rows his fishing boat. Back to the sea sore, back through the boatmen. He will row, he will row until he gets back home. His hands full of sea, his belly full of fish and his soul filled with peace.

Blossoms

Our plum tree is blossoming! Not quite the same as cherries, but close enough on a happy sunshiny day!

Folio

Working on updating the portfolio... and this obviously has to include a self portrait showing off my new imaginary dress. :)

Lilttle Sven

Little Sven lived in a little read house he built himself, deep in the woods. On Sundays he plaid the violin. In the end; it only had one string left, but he still plaid on his one-stringed violin. It’s still there; hanging on a hook on a newspaper clad wall. The only ones to play on Little Sven’s violin now are the wind and the spiders. And maybe a troll or two.

Happy Easter!

I told my son about the Swedish Ester traditions I grew up with. He didn't belive me. "Witches at Easter?! What? Flying to Blue Mountain to light bonfires?" "Yes! And all the children dress up as little witches to deliver easter cards to friends and family!" "Scary black witches with green faces?" "No! Not that kind of witch! More like a russian doll kind of witch, nice looking. Cute, with rosy cheaks." He couldn't quite grasp it... I might have to make a picture.

Mugs

A more inspiring photo of the new mugs. And a little "easterly" too" :)