Author: Hat

Making peace with the fact that I’m not a children’s author…

I’ve been wanting to write this post for a while… but I’ve been endlessly second-guessing myself… and ruminating… and what-iffing… (y’know – the usual stuff I do!)… For those of you who have been on this journey with me for a while… you’ll know that I intended to write and illustrate a lite, kid’s version of “How Heather got her HAT’ness back”.  I even mentioned this plan in the very last page of my book! Here’s a photo for the evidence file: My book (although a full-colour, illustrated rhyming poem)… was never intended as a children’s book.  It was...

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Quick little update on life and what-not…

Hey peeps… I’ve been silent on the blog-front for a week or three, so I thought I’d just write a quick little post to let you know what’s up – in list form.  We spent almost 2 months in Durban (while Nick worked on a film that was shot there).  But now we’re back in Joburg until December – January’ish. Some of you may remember that I entered my first art competition (The Luxembourg Art Prize).  I did not make it to the finals.  This news predictably sent me back into my usual “See!?  What’s the use! Of course...

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Some of my new digital art (and demo-videos)…

Since we’re in Durban again… and since I don’t have all my paints and art-stuff with me (because they’re bulky and not exactly conducive to travel)… I’ve been experimenting with drawing apps on my iPad. I have an old’ish iPad with a cracked screen.  And I have a finger.  And I have an app called Procreate.  And I’ve been having lots of fun with these 3 things! Here’s how it works:   The first step is to take a nice photo (thankfully the iPad has a camera)… or to find a photo already stored on the iPad.  Then, I crop...

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Rosebank’s Art Mile… a cluster of creative inspiration

Nick and I have owned a home in the Northern Suburbs of Johannesburg for about 11 years.  And for a considerable number of said years, we have driven up 7th Avenue in Parktown North, over Jan Smuts and on to Tyrwhitt Avenue – en route to one of our most familiar Jozi haunts:  Rosebank Mall. I’m not a mall person at the best of times. I’ve developed somewhat of a loathing for the bling-encrusted corridors of these enclosed, artificial halls of consumerism. But see… Rosebank Mall remains of interest for two reasons:  firstly, it attracts a wonderfully diverse crowd...

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Why I ran away…

Aaah… the comfort zone. You know those, huh?  The familiar places we haunt.  Our homes… the homes of our favourite friends… our favourite coffee shop, restaurant or park… the known spaces we return to again and again. Why?  Because we know what to expect.  We know that the bagels at Joe’s Corner are consistently yum.  We know we won’t be disappointed with the gnocchi at Desiree’s… we know that there’s safe, convenient parking at the local mall… we know what to order from the menu at our favourite restaurant… we know. And that’s comforting. No nasty surprises.  No disappointments. ...

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