
Everywhere on Crete you feel protected.

Everywhere on Crete you feel protected.

Everywhere. Amphora are a reminder, the story of people and the olive tree. Some as big as me. Always golden.

Poppies everywhere, in the market, on my dinner plate, blooming beneath the old olive trees.

Doggie on my lap, the sea crashing below, gentle breeze and sunshine on my face.
I was given this journal during a tough time in my life by a dear friend, at the same time I was given this little watercolor pallet by my mother in law who was my biggest cheerleader – she still is though she’s not physically here. I carry them with me when I travel. I have never turned to painting as an expression before, until I was given these items.
