For a long time, I didn’t think of myself as a brave person. But there was always something in me that wanted more. This is the story of how red began to appear in my work—and what it came to represent.

A reflective piece on radical optimism — holding both the heaviness of life and a quiet, honest sense of hope through art, creativity and everyday moments.

One of the strangest and most beautiful things about making art is that sometimes you don’t fully understand what you’re doing while you’re doing it. You simply follow what feels right. Certain colours return. Certain shapes appear again and again. You paint them because something inside you says yes, even if you couldn’t explain why. For me, red and blue have always been those colours. I’ve tried to step away from them at times, wondering if something softer or more neutral

Is it possible to build a business from love instead of fear? Lately I’ve been reflecting on my values, not just for art-making, but for life. When things start to feel noisy or overwhelming, going back to basics has always helped me find my footing again. What do I actually value? How do I want to spend my days? What kind of energy do I want my work to carry? One thing has become very clear: I want a soul-led, love-based business . One that isn’t built on urgency, pressure,

In this reflective blog, I explore the journey of running a soul-led art business while navigating the familiar anxieties of money, self-doubt, and creative uncertainty. I share how long studio hours, mindful practice, and listening to inspiring books and podcasts help me stay grounded and connected to my creative purpose. From Elizabeth Gilbert’s insights on love and liberation to Nikki Trott’s guidance on intuition-led entrepreneurship, and the raw honesty of Kate Florence’

Discover how Melbourne artist Amanda Ketterer explore light, dark and connection in her paintings, offering resonance beyond surface beauty

Every time I return to my childhood home just outside London, I think it’ll get easier. And in some ways, it does. But there’s always a quiet shift that happens—a stirring of old memories, old versions of myself, and questions about who I am now. This blog is a little window into what that experience has been like this time around.