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The studio ‘Milk Farm Road’ is awash with natural light and covered in her paintings. Small, intimate works are positioned beside fearless, oversized canvases on walls washed in fresh whites or deep-sea tertiary hues. Pinboards remind her of important things: a huge red heart painted in a single stroke, a typed heading ‘this is art (if you want it to be)’, a smiling dog drawn by one of Heather’s two daughters and Polaroids recording works-inprogress. The precious little time she spends there is sacred. ‘When I get here, I’m in my zone. I just want to make. I’m only here for a certain number of hours before returning to my other world of parenting and emails.’ Heather’s work cannot be contained to a canvas or a page. Brush in hand, any surface is fair game. An Eames white chair painted in zebralike stripes; ceramics dipped with élan in primary colours; vintage fabrics transformed into handpainted bed-linen and napkins. Whether in her

Est Magazine #12  
Est Magazine #12  

Global living with an Australian twist