Collection: Phoebe Stone

When Phoebe talks about her childhood, drawing in sunny corners of her grandmother’s home on the Northern Beaches’ Bilgola plateau, it’s clear to me that her romantic view of a joyful domestic life has been with her since she was a girl.

Phoebe’s studies of jugs, vases, rockmelons, and oysters often strewn across a stripped tablecloth or hatched backing, feel as earthy and salty as the subjects themselves.

About to have her second child Phoebe takes pride in giving her children a beautiful home, filled with loved items collected over years of travel through Europe, just as her mother did and her grandmother before her.

I love the way Phoebe pays homage to the simple but essential items we use in our kitchens mindlessly, thousands of times, in the process of lovingly preparing meals for family and friends. A knife whose handle is worn down through generations of use, a jug brought out of the cupboard in the summer for pitchers of lemonade, all of her subjects evoke the memory of long days enjoyed in glorious weather surrounded by my loved ones.

Her work is so nurturing, it’s impossible not to fall in love