Isolation & Creation, just what the doctor ordered.

Picture this, a winters weekend, a ferry ride, rain, nature and the ocean. Oh and some art supplies. The perfect setting for some alone time & some creating time. Rottnest Island Art Camp, July 2025.

Freezing cold, hands in mittens. Sunshine, to soothe the soul.

A blank sketchbook or two, endless possibilities.

Inspiration and ideas, everywhere.

Emotions, running wild. Feels, all the feels.

10 incredible women, all with amazing creative talents, goals and objectives for the weekend. 10 Women who bared souls, cried and laughed. Cosy commual meals, story telling and cups of tea in the cold. Laughs, honesty, open converstations. No pressure just understanding, support and encouragement. Magic. Absolute magic. To be lucky enough to get to to know these women, was such a beautiful blessing. Individuals all of who feel creativity in different ways and express it in thier own individual style. I was so lucky to be surrounded with likeminded creatives and to share thier creative advenutres on the island. To be let into the pages of someone elses sketchbook journey is such an honour and priviledge. From discussions about materials, to deep diving chats about ones creative path, it was incredibly invigorating. My soul needed it.

It also need the ocean. Just me, my supplies and the water. You've heard me bang on before about the healing power of water - and well the healing power of art. Combine the two and well, lets just say it was overwhelming. All in a good way. Feeling all the feels. To sit on such scacred sand, to smell ocean, taste the mist and let it all out on to blank pages, is something very special. Thank you to those, who knew I needed some time. To create alone and away from the group. Your support and understanding was and always will be apprecaited.

There is something truly magical about creating in nature. The wind flicking pieces of paper. Sand and sea all around. A well timed weekend away, full of reflection, art and alone time. 4 days of sketchbooks, scribbles, colours and creative play. Days filled with as little or as much as one needed. Self paced, time to sit, absorb and feel. Art heals, it matters. Heart & soul full.

I'm not sure the scribbles in the sketch book will amount to anything more, but for now thats ok. If the book is closed and it stays on the shelf, so be it. It will forever hold this weekend and all it gave me. There might come a time when I reopen them, for a reminder or inspiration. There may or may not be a body of work inspired by the journey. Who knows, but i'd love it if you came along for the journery.

Peach & Art Tish x

P.S Huge thank you to Nat for facilitating the magic and to Laura for capturing it all xx to those who where there, to those who made it possible. Thank you x