when i hear them coming fast and rolling in like the waves on the shore only not as beautiful...it has begun...

I told someone i would easily give away a finger for it's removal.

But now it's a part of me.

It is me.

It is who i spend all if not most of my time with..My head.

Never a dull moment...never the time..

And so i have learnt to live with it..and in a way love it. grow with it..

trust that it will take me somewhere new, and make me someone with whom i truly want to be and spend time with...alot of time. cause lord knows...I'm not going anywhere.

Tis' weather to ponder on, weather to snuggle with, weather to be annoyed at, weather to love, weather to have bad hair to.

Tis' weather to think about what should be done with this and that to, weather to make small talk over,

weather to cook fattening lovely simply Divine gosh darn good food too...

Weather to thank the heavens for, weather that gives us amazing truly wondrous colours, weather to layer up in...weather to suit ones mood...

Tis' weather where all through my house all is quiet even the mice...

Tis' weather where somewhere else it's sweltering hot and that is a wonder in it's self.

tis' weather that suits me, my body, my curves, my frame of mind and that is marvelously yummy xx

i think it's funny when we are in love and songs remind us of our love, smells, even lines in movies, words and so much more.

Love keeps us going, keeps us sane, turns us insane, makes us lonely, makes us angry, makes us make up words.

love makes us dance like robots...dance like no-one is looking and suprise nosey nose people.

Love really is what makes life well peachy.

i hope peachy is on the cards for my long weekend and all others i know as well :)



it's just a journey we are on....just a journey...

not much to say today except i love this song x

and i'm a little bit on the blue side xx

tis' a little bit of a journey to get to the new work today enjoy my families footsteps xx

much love

mrs shep xx

title/when all is beating down on you, hold her hand.

title/growth and a good lot of natter

title/keep on keepin on shep

moments, silence and the places in between..

There are moments in our lives that shape us.

moments where we can sit and ponder and really see how they defined us as people.

And then there are the in between moments..

maybe they are the time wasting moments who knows really...

There is a lyric in a song that i favour at the moment and it says..

"If i could have it back...all of the time that i've wasted, i'd waste it again" "waste it again and again and again"

And this hits me right to my core. because despite all those so called MAGIC MOMENTS that shape and define us..

there is a beauty, a silence a resting place.

Like just laying in the sun, watching your kids secretly...or maybe for some people...inventing new ironing techniques!

just being who you are with no judgement feet up or fetal position.

I trully believe if i could have it back, I WOULD waste it again and again..moments especially where i was just sitting with friends thinking boy am i wasted...

(probably not the best life choice at the time)

 but it was the in between

 and these are as important

as those defining wonderful moments.

I had terrifying, terrible things happen in the in between.

But i have also had a peace and a beauty.

 So i guess my point is remember the big moments the amazingly huge life changing moments, the defining moments..but do try to be kind to yourself and remember the in between, the small beautiful sun through your partners beard singing on a dumb road trip, laughing at having spinich in your teeth and talking to strangers...jogging into your ex boyfriend, Drinking a cup of tea and contemplating, yelling when your hormonal,crying at ads on tv or even just crying because well you hurt...baking your first batch of scones and so much more

 these make us complete, wholesome and more than anything they make us human x

hiding in a vegan cafe

letting go

being asked to appear in a constipation ad

seeing your wifes mural on the beach for the 1st time

say no more !!

my gran

sharing a moment



sneaking a pic of your teenage daughter....smiling!!



laughter

i've always believed my husband and i are piggy and kermit xx

How lovely.

and you know i'm totally ok with that he is my kermie.

James is off to Sydney for a week and i as always when he is away like a lost kitten..

i tell myself i will be brave and not get scared at spooky sounds and well truth is i've grown so fond of his little quirks around me just catching him playing pretend drums in the kitchen and secretley hiding and watching with love...

listening to him play dolls with violet and put on all the voices..and his weird facial expressions whilst he plays the wii.

i miss him is all.

because i lub him.

and could think of nothing more i would need than these things.

lucky i have super great kids to pick me up from my lost stupper!!!

Talk to you all in a week when i see my james and the computer yay!!!

jogging/speed walking/ex boyfriends and tights..

i unfortunatley don't have a picture of me in my jogging/walking outfit...it's not good and i leave extra early for mainly that reason...i have a pudgy belly and alot of jiggly bits..i look like i'm dying when i run..i sweat and i DO NOT WANT TO RUN INTO ANYONE I KNOW!!!

so i leave very early.

however today i slept in...and james motivated me to go on and get going so off i went around 8 am.

The last thing i said to my james was are you sure i look ok???

so off i went sun was shining music on started walking to the beat...blah blah..then moved on into michael jackson abc got into the groove and started jogging...(apparentley you just run heheheh)

so ran right into my ex boyfriend..

yep.

these moments are the ones i want to look strong in control sort of like ha! look at me i'm so lucky i'm not with you and i did just fine...instead i ran straight up to him dying saying something like...ohmygodimdyingsonicetoseeyoushoooobaaaalaaarrr ohhh goshh i'm sweatysounfitlookterrible do you like michael jackson?i gotta go.....

and then i jiggled away in my half run half dying run.

OH MY GOSH!!!

james and i have been argueing whether it matters how ex partners see you when they see you again all morning!!

he thinks it's hilarious and i'm being silly because who cares what they think but i kind of do...and don't at the same time..

i mean i know i don't want to be looking my worst anyway thats my morning start in a nutshell :)

things can only get better from here

i won't be posting for  the next week after sunday..

james is away and taking the computer..

in the mean time i will try and get a picture of me in my running gear xx

much love

lady fitness x

you see this is how i would have much prefered to have looked when running in to my ex boyfriend xx
much more in control and hot and sexy heheheh

so i have decided it is time to show off some of the new work i have been quietly working on.

 titled: 'it's in our hands our hearts and way down where the butterflies flutter.'

i'm trying something new and moving in a direction wherever my little heart wants to take me...and i am rather suprised at what i'm getting on paper so far, not worrying about whether i will sell them, whether other people will like them, whether i will even frame them just letting them be.

and come as they come...

it might sound all wishy washy to some, however this is a BIG thing for me because i tend to do everything....BIGGER THAN MOUNT EVEREST!!

you know if i'm going to do artwork....i'm going to do the hell outta artwork...

if i'm going to the framing place...boy am i in trouble with james...

and so just being and sitting with stuff is mighty mighty hard!

I mean as per usual all work i have on display here is for sale by enquiry...framed or unframed (smile)(chuckle)

Now back to life..

well eagerly awaiting the archibald prize announcement and can't wait to see what gets in!

i saw the packers prize winner kind of cool.

alot of meat

 i'm not a meat eating kind of girl so not so cool for me, that and i can't stop looking between that beasts legs...

and also i'm not digging a man so into chopping up some animals. but i guess who cares what i think in the end.

my lovely mum put an entry in this year and also my aunt...good luck girls xx we should know by after lunch whether either got in :)

it must be so nerve racking all the waiting.

 even if you don't make it remember you are such trully wonderful artists and as Ken Done said to us...

'It's just a journey we are on! Just a journey' hehehehehehehe(in house joke)

i'm going to go and curl up in my sunny spot and watch a really daggy movie just because it has Adrien Brody in it.

ooh i love an odd man.

i'll leave you with one more new image titled:

be kind to yourself sunshine

and one useless peice of information..hmmm let me see

A rhinoceros horn is made of compacted hair.

how odd is that??

you want another now don't you??

alrighty one more....

Nutmeg is extremely poisonous if injected intravenously

that one is a good one because i really want to know what dickhead decided...i know lets inject....nutmeg :)

think about it.

(we all know or knew someone that stupid! at one time)

lub you x

nemesia,the owl, james and maths

I have a friend whom i don't ever get to spend time in the flesh with...

we are purely pen friends. we live in the same town and all.

I have done many paintings based on her.

Her name is wonderful :)

and everytime i get her mail my heart skips a beat.

How is it someone i have never actually spent real time with know me so well?

I think it is because letter writing is such an honest beautiful thing..we tell each other far more than we would most probably face to face and to be really honest i think i would be so shy to ever have gone right up to her and said..hey lets be friends...she is wonderful!!

and i a fraidy cat!

But it just isn't this one friend i have like this i have another however she lives a little further away and i'm pretty sure is my only blog fan :) other than my mother hehehehe

and without her support i wouldn't get on her and ramble on and keep on keepin' on...

she is a special one indeed :)

I met my husband via the written word..it was so lovely much nicer than in a bar or in a tree in a car in a house or with a mouse heheheheh!!

but i loved rushing home to see if i had mail and chatting long into the night online with him..

sometimes i miss it oh so much 

it was long before facebook...(which makes me hate the internet)

but these are reasons i love the internet...for these people...whom i wouldn't be without.

And it's useful for finding out what the heck my kids homework means!!

and for finding killer shoes and tights...

and for solving arguements with james over stupid facts...like

has mickey rourke had hair transplants?

be gentle...with a little absurd on the side...

(my awful serious side hehehehe)

i think if i had to describe myself on the spot at the moment..

i would find it an impossible task.

I would wiggle and squirm in my seat at just the thought or meer mention of who i am...or who i might be becoming..

I know that i am Naomie.

Or as some people only know me

Mrs Shepherd/ Mrs Shep.

However what this Mrs Shepherd is fails to appear before me or maybe i should just say am i living up to the stantard i set for myself everyday?

Is it just too unrealistic, maybe i just move far too fast for myself to even spot...

a wise person told me if i slowed down for a second i might see something that i am missing, something great.

And then describing myself isn't so overwhelming at all.

it doesn't have to be just sitting around all day..but if your going to do something be mindful of what your doing and things become so much clearer.

if your going to eat an orange :)

really eat the orange slowly and taste every burst...

that should apply to your life..

hmmm i wonder.

this wise person also said to me....

Naomie...be gentle on yourself....but with a little absurd on the side...

and you know i don't mind that as my description of who i am.

gentle, yet a little absurd.

i think i found my answer :)

much love and heres to slowly blissfully eating oranges...

Mrs Shep xx

p.s also thankyou wise one, many kind thoughts x and love xx

even if you do talk in riddles x

(my wise husband xx)

love, life and other stuff and co..

sometimes i go about life with a worried look upon my brow..

and the people i care about ask me "whats wrong?"

"why so worried?"

"why so sad?"

"you seem to carry the whole world upon your shoulders!"

to be honest really i think it is a part of me.

to worry..

sadness..

to feel a little fragmented at times..

However I'm also Fiery and luminous..

squishy and happy on special occasions hehee

And as i have mentioned before.

I also suffer a great deal with mental illness 

keep interested here as i am getting to a point..

and that being.

we really are wired to be who we are.

no matter how hard we try some bits are just us and that's ok.

I mean we can work hard on trying to change habits and problem areas and stuff...

But wouldn't be an amazing world where we all were excepting of all shapes and sizes colours and differences.

Its not a new thought..its all been said before..

I have only been thinking about it this morning because i read a book of my daughter violets..and it said this...

our hearts are the same..

we hurt the same..

we laugh the same..

and we all cry the same..

wherever you are wherever they are

all over the world...

well something like that anyway..

and it kind of put some bounce in my step this morning.

i find comfort in knowing that there are lots of people all over this big wide world...probably feeling the weight of the world upon their shoulders just like me.

and there are lots of people somewhere in this big wide world who are squishy...just like me...

and it's a beautiful thing xx

 embracing just being a little quirky..

 being free...and letting your inner smile out..

loving unconditionally 

 being silly no matter who's looking..

 enjoying your talent..and embracing your inner rock star..

 knowing it's ok to be odd.. the Dags of the world always end up being the coolest..

 knowing any moustache is a good moustache...

 keeping your inner child alive...

 never taking crap from anyone....

 be yourself...be true to who you are....

 never drink bad coffee...it gives you pooh breath...and if your going to go to a cafe!!

make it a gosh darn good one!

don't smoke...you get wrinkles around your mouth!

oh oh and always carry a comb in your handbag...this guys hair is slick!!

love and good Karma

Mrs. Shep. xxx