by Paula Peeters | Jan 8, 2018 | Letter from Beechmont, Nature journaling, Wildlife illustration
I’m still ‘getting to know the neighbours’ in Beechmont. I mean the plant and animal neighbours! And I suspect this might take a lifetime, what with the amazing and beautiful diversity up here, and the extensive Lamington National Park right on out...
by Paula Peeters | Jan 4, 2018 | Events, Nature journaling, Wildlife illustration
Hello and Happy New Year! I hope your 2018 will be full of good things. This post is about some good things that happened to me last year thanks to the Ecological Society of Australia. The first was a commission to create a conference bag design for EcoTas2017, the...
by Paula Peeters | Nov 23, 2017 | Events, Letter from Beechmont, Nature journaling
Rain seems to be the essence of springtime this year in Beechmont. After an early dry start, the almost continuous rain and showers have conjured up carpets of pinkish new raspy fern fronds, a flush of tender bright green leaves in the rainforest (and many blushing...
by Paula Peeters | Oct 29, 2017 | Letter from Beechmont, Nature journaling, Wildlife illustration
Nearly 3 weeks ago I planned to draw A plant a day for a week. Part meditation, part nature journaling, part learning new species. Well, life got in the way, as it does. I didn’t draw a plant every day. I didn’t always stick to my own rules. Sometimes I...
by Paula Peeters | Oct 10, 2017 | Letter from Beechmont, Nature journaling, Wildlife illustration
What would happen if the first thing people did every day was contemplate nature? Well I know there are certain things that might need to be done first, like visiting the bathroom, getting dressed, having a caffeine hit, etc. (What’s your morning ritual?). But what...
by Paula Peeters | Oct 2, 2017 | Letter from Beechmont, Nature journaling, Wildlife illustration
30 September 2017 The dark green teeth of the prickly rasp ferns wave upwards in the warm northerly breeze, up from the dry crunchy litter of curled eucalypt leaves, and the twigs that spring and snap when you walk. A pile of kindling, ready for the merest drifting...
