I have a thing for birds. Not real life feathery ones, but pictures of them, scratchy sketches and silhouettes. I think its because they are tiny and fragile, pretty and harmless. I just love birds.
Anyway, after submitting my story to ofifteen mag on the weekend on the amazing work of artist Tamar Mogendorff I zoomed off to visit Donna Hay's new General Store (divine by the way - the white ceramics are to die for) and what do I find? A whole wall of Tamar's bird houses, garlands and love birds. Coincedence? Then I got to thinking about my love for all things birdy and my desire for the bird dreamcatchers I saw on Etsy and who are they made by? Another Tamar. Weird.