Thursday, October 1, 2015

An envelope.

Another unfinished project. An old holey tea towel to be repurposed as a pouch for a kindle. Inspired by Alex Falkiner's kantha envelopes. One day I'll show you the end product.

Sunday, September 20, 2015

The Bakehouse Studio

Back at the beginning of the year, I thought about this blog and why I do it. Why I even started it. I never had any clear goals, but I thought it'd be a place to record personal snippets of real-life inspiration, for myself.

Somehow, over time, this space simply became a record of our days. This year, I've taken a step back. I figured I'd rejoin this space, when I had something wonderfully creative to share. Yet the spurts of creativity have been so short and uneventful (or even nonexsistent), that I never seemed to record them to share here. But I think it is time to come back. To make a proper effort. For myself, because it does make me happy.

Thankfully, I seem to be surrounded by inspiring, influential creative souls.

Last week I was invited (by the ever-wonderful Betty) to a dinner at the local Bakehouse Studio. It was amazing. We were fed a deeee-licious three course meal by the amazing chef Nigel Douglas. The food was served on stunning handmade pieces of pottery. AND between the courses, we got to play with clay. We all made simple pinch pots decorated with slip, under the gentle instruction of Lisa Hölzl. We started with small salt dishes, and progressed to creating decent sized bowls and plates. Every single one turned out different, their beauty in their uniqueness. Each a reflection of their maker's state of mind - mine were quite slap-dash and skinny!

It was all very tranquil. When you think about it, there is something very elementry, almost primal about shaping mud with your hands. Strangely, such tranquility was energizing.

So here's to making it back online, feeling inspired and meeting wonderful people that create welcome momentum in our lives.

Sunday, January 11, 2015

The 52 Project.

Truthfully, I'm not joining in this year. Last year I never made it past week fourteen. However, I completely treasure that record of my children's growth, and those 14 posts are my favourites on this blog.

This post is entirely self-indulgent. Simply so I can flick between it and the first of the 52 project photos from last year and marvel at how much my three have grown.

So allow me to indulge myself, even if I'm not joining in.

All three are sporting bed hair and naked torsos, just like last Summer.

Linking just this once, to Jodi's phenomenal project.

Saturday, January 3, 2015

Happy New Year!

Just before Christmas, the kids and I drove up the coast, on winding roads past swathes of flannel flowers and had a beautiful mini-break.

Wishing everyone a happy new year! 2014 went unbelievably fast. 2015 is going to be wonderful.

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Oscar's sunflowers

At the beginning of Spring, I found myself in the supermarket, with tantrums looming - if I didn't let Oscar and Nora buy some seeds. So I let them choose a packet (or two) each. They planted the seeds in the unused narrow side garden bed, in front of the rather drab colourbond fence. Throughout Spring, Osc would run outside and count the leaves, as his sunflowers grew ever stronger. Nora would pretend her cosmos and zinnias were weeds, so sadly, they haven't amounted to much. But the sunflowers, they are so joyous! Oscar, you chose well.

Friday, December 5, 2014

Creating opportunities*

Iris is 14 months old now and even though she is still so very dependent on me - I find myself thinking about the future. The newborn-free future. I have been pregnant and/or breastfeeding for the past 5 years. My body has changed, my lifestyle has shifted, my relationship with Rodge has morphed and most of all, I feel like my mind has gone just a little bit mushy. Anyone who says that you can go on as you were after having kids, well it certainly didn't work like that for me.

Some people fall pregnant and have babies and become super organised. Me, I've just relaxed into a constant foggy state and let everything crumble around us.

After Oscar was born, the small print and publishing company I worked for went bankrupt. I never returned to fulltime work. When he was about 7 months old I did a little bit of freelancing, but after I fell pregnant with Nora, I found I couldn't cope with pregnancy, a very active toddler and work - and was happy when my freelance work dried up.

Now after 4ish years of intense baby and toddler time, I feel like I need to do something for me. Photographing the wedding and the joy that gave me, confirmed that. This is were I find myself a little stuck. So I'm looking for and trying to create all the opportunities possible. Only Oscar goes to preschool, so it isn't like I have swathes of free time, but I do have snippets of time - and I'm looking for things I can do, with my babes around.

As a consequence I approached Betty (a good friend and graphic designer who I've mentioned here), and begged her to let me take photos for one of her clients, the beautiful linen company, Miss Molly. Betty was reluctant, she likes to pay creatives and photographers wasn't in Miss Molly's current budget, but she relented. I borrowed heavy bags full of exquisite sheets and fabrics. And I'm ever so glad I did. Some of my photos are already up on Miss Molly's website, and more photos have been requested, which makes me rather happy. She has offered me gifts of linen in return.

Now where to next?

*This post could have had so many possible titles - 'The past five years', 'Miss Molly', 'Contemplating the future' ...

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

A crib quilt for Emily

Made for an old and very dear friend's daughter. When I found the vintage South African airways fabric in my mum's extensive fabric stash, I knew it'd be perfect. It's for her to either take to the park for picnic time, or snuggle under when those chilly Canberra winters hit. When she's a bit older, it can be a lap quilt while reading her favourite books or watching a good movie.

I chose the fabrics and pieced ... but ran out of time, with Iris a newborn and Osc and Nora running round, so my mum, very generously finished it. Sorry, the photos are poor and don't show the intricate hand quilting my mum did, outlining elements of the panel in variegated pastel thread.

Beautiful little Emily Joan, I hope you enjoy it!