Creativity in unexpected places

The other day, I sat at the cemetery and started drawing images of birds. I was designing my logo—definitely no copyright issues when you create, draw, and paint it yourself! Turning those hand-drawn sketches into a digital image has been a whole new adventure. Oh, the things I never knew were possible with technology!

The cemetery has become a place where my mind feels still. I can sit on Cooper’s chair — such a beautiful tribute, and we are so grateful the cemetery allowed us to donate it.

As I sat there, birds were going crazy all around me—ducking and weaving through the trees, making a joyful racket, calling to each other across the land. It was like nature’s own symphony, and I felt deeply connected—to Cooper, to creativity, and to the world around me.

Birds have always symbolised freedom, hope, and the journey of the soul. Watching them, I felt a sense of peace and possibility—a reminder that even in grief, life moves forward, and healing can take flight.

I can almost hear Cooper saying, “Mum, what are you doing here?” But I’m pretty sure he’d be happy to know that, at the very least, I was being productive.

This creative process—connecting with nature, honoring Cooper’s memory, and transforming my emotions into art—is at the heart of what I hope to share through my work. It’s about finding light and meaning even in the hardest times, and offering that to others who are navigating their own journeys of grief and healing