Footprints in the Sand

A lady approached me to create one of my 20by20 canvases, using warm colours and the popular “Footprints in the Sand” story as inspiration.
(Go HERE for a full account.)

While I prefer to work without boundaries, I really do love to step inside a customer’s heart and soul and bring that intention to life. This lady is very religious and caring and lovely and delightful.

After I finished the background, I sat for quite a while with the quote and scribed maybe a dozen sentiments. I needed to think about what that quote meant to her, how it has helped her in difficult times and why she holds that story close to her heart at all times.





And I think I chose the right one because she absolutely loved it.



Thank you Kerry for allowing me to create this beautiful piece for you and trusting me with your story.

xx Giovanna


Bad Mother = Good Artist

So my delightful son Rainer (who is severely Autistic and who manages to just hurt me enough so people don’t raise eyebrows LOL) took offense to my discipline methods yesterday (yes, it was yesterday – Wednesday). His regular afternoon support worker couldn’t work yesterday, so it was just me and him for a couple of hours until delightful son #1 came home.

Anyways, I said “No” one too many times, he threw a nice chunky train at the back of my head, and well, it kind of went downhill from there. Yes, it did hurt like a mother, yes, he did know exactly what he was doing, yes, he did expect me to chase him. No I didn’t throw it back at him, no, I didn’t chase him. In the end, I turned his computer off and he summarily sent me to the Studio for being the Bad Mother.

Oh dear!!!! What horror!!!! THE STUDIO!!!!!!!

Luckily, I could see him watching TV through my beautiful lead-light studio doors, while I considered what I should do during my Internment.

And there it was before me…..
Notes on some new classes for later in the year and basic sketches for a new exhibition in November. So I considered it for a while…..

  • what if he wanted me to come out just as I began?
  • what if he cracked it if it looked like I was having too much fun?
  • what if I got too involved in the process and didn’t notice that he either set a toy on fire (again) or ran out of the house and down the road (again)?

I decided that those 3 questions could all be answered with “So?” and if he did do any of those things I knew exactly how to deal with it because he’s been doing it for nearly 11 years….and for once I gave myself a pat on the back for being an incredible mother and for once I seriously deserved some “ME” time.

So in about 90 minutes, I did this…..

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I’ve been thinking about Motherhood. The “Daughter I Never Had”, has been appearing in dreams recently. She is gorgeous, her name is Nicola (derived from my maternal grandmother’s maiden name), she is so intelligent and sweet and sassy – and she loves her brothers and they love her back. So I need to get this out of my system. I need to paint images of me carrying her with me everywhere, doing everything and being all that I haven’t done.

Right…enough soppy stuff!!!
Have a super creative week my lovelies!!

xx Giovanna

Well, What Can I Tell You?

There has been much hatching of plans and big biz dreaming happening of late. The constant pull of ideas, matching wits with domestic responsibility makes for interesting spurts of energy in the studio.

I made a promise to myself a while ago that I would work in multiples, I would create for me and I would also create pieces that would be affordable and the general public would WANT to have in their home.

I’m pleased to say, that within the washing machine of ideas and plans, it’s coming to fruition in an unlikely way.

I knew that if I “just did the work” that I liked and got better at it (and practiced a lot of patience) then opportunities — good opportunities would come my way. I see a few artists really push themselves to become as successful and polished as someone who’s been doing it for much longer.
I also craved that at one stage.

Then I pulled back the reins and focused inward.

Sure, I could’ve chased opportunities and hounded a few key people, but I realised that’s not how you build relationships or grow as an artist.

Yes, I’m impatient.
Yes, I’m bullish at times.
Yes, I get it now.

So I’d rather focus on my (I hate to say it) “brand” or IDENTITY as an artist. I know who I am as an individual, but how does that relate to my art practise? That’s one thing, this brand/identity, that I don’t want to force. At the moment, I can’t step outside of myself and see what others see. You’re all probably screaming at the screen now, because no doubt, YOU can see it?

Yep. Haha!

I’m sitting in my second-favourite cafe right now, thinking about their logo, decor, “brand” and I like it. It’s probably why I love coming here so much. The music (Blues today), the eclectic mix in their decor, the owners are young, bearded and just so damn cool! It’s not fussy but scaled back enough to not be pretentious. And the food is great, the cappuccino isn’t overflowing with milk (#PetHate) and the service is terrific!

And I guess this is the vibe I want in my Brand (see what I did? I gave it a capital letter).

So… you had a good 5-10 minutes inside my head, here’s what came out of it recently.



Another fabulous day at the Mt Maria Community Markets.
With the help of a great friend, I learned how to get my images into these super-cute box frames and they were a talking-point!
On that note, I love talking to visitors.
They don’t even notice they’re giving me feedback on my product choices – because I’m good at extracting information from you without realising. (should’ve got a job at ASIO – became a high school teacher instead – same skill-set).

I’ve reached back into my top-loading washing machine and pulled out some wonderful things for you this year.

I can’t reveal yet. Yes, I’m teasing (which I typically don’t enjoy doing). Yes, it’ll be just for Brisbane-area peeps to get inside my head a little more intimately (have I dropped enough hints yet?) that also involves guinea pigs.

Oh, was that a red herring/pig?

Don’t be a stranger.
Leave a reply about how much psychiatric help I’ll need this year. At least you know I’ll reply, because I’m always up for a chat!!

Remember: I do sell my stuff online….
Red Bubble:

Remember: I do pimp myself out for commissioned work, like this one (in progress) …

Just drop me a line here or at for the Red Herring or the artwork.

Be good.
Be creative.
Be kind to yourself and others.