Going all the way

Have a new hairstyle and color if you can call white a color.  
Am loving it.  I have a new experience of hairclips - which is surprising to me as well as husband as they have never been a part of my life before.... 
Recommended to do once in your life.

Just to find time to sew

would you believe I have made just one bag in the last month!!!  I am so frustrated - and there is nothing worse than a frustrated sewer.  BUT I have a five day break coming up and the possibility of working a four day week.  HEAVEN
Any way a colleague asked me to make her a summer bag with lots of color.  the interior is lime green with purple red and yellow daisies  sparsely strewn around... it fit the bill!

Happy Holidays.

Melbourne Color and Rain

Luncheon on Mailing St Melbourne

Resting in Brunswick

flower stall, Melbourne

Just a misty morning.
Melbourne, down by the Yarra

Bags Bags and one for Lavendah

I love this bag, it was made for Lavendah Chile, a fantastic and beautiful heart sister, who I am meeting up with in Melbourne tomorrow. The trouble is I fell in love with this bag - it came together easily, no wrestling.  Trust me, I wrestle with bags.  My problem is - I fall in love with every bag I make, and when they are done, ironed and made up, you have to be willing to let your creation go, let it stand on its own, like any good parent would.

I give this to my friend willing, gladly - it is made with love, BUT damn it I like it.  When she gets it tomorrow I will be fine,  I know Lavendah will use this and love it, it is purple after all.















So here is your tote dearest Lavendah.  Hope you like it.

Going to Melb

Off to Melbourne at Midnight on Friday.  Princess Lavendah who blogs on Adventures of the Purple Chef and I are off to explore food, fabric, art and the joy of laughter in Melbourne. We will have a little celebration for birthdays, Christmas, Halloween and moments missed and fully regret the food we will eat, and spend our time walking it off AND loving it.  Five days of a little indulgence, surprises that I don't know about yet and exploring.
I have list, I have checked it twice, and I will be tempted by very impractical things, I also know there is nothing I need other than to share time with a heart sister, look at art, find a bargain if we are lucky and to eat food.  I will come back heavy, happy and travelled - 'tis good, innit?

As I love Practical Cats and live with three, I had to add this picture for no other reason than for whimsy.

summer bag in progress

My first commission - and it is a beaut.   I have been asked to,  "create a bag for my 14year old daughter" - the only guideline was "she doesn't like the color Pink!". -  what to do?  I looked at bags in teen shops, and was disappointed they were all so plastic or limp and lifeless. So I thought I would keep the shape of the bags that I saw and put together a summer bag with side pockets and a bow in the front.  A little unsure about the bow, but as it took me about three hours to create it I have now decided to leave it as is.  The handles will be on very shortly.  Will post when complete.

The receiver may well mumble thanks (as 14 year olds are wont to do, I may even get a roll of the eyes and a 'yeah thanks'), always a risk with a teen when parents think they are doing something out of the norm as conformity with peers is a major consideration.
The bag may well be lost in the bottom of her wardrobe to then be tossed when know one is looking.  BUT she is entitled to do that.


My deadline for gift giving is 6.30pm tonight - 02.10.10.




FINISHED!!  with only minor drama's and wrestling.  memo to brain - big embellishment on front means needing three pairs of hands to wrestle it into shape.


Happy Birthday Katie.



opinions?

Sunday slacking in the garden

A glorious spring day - the hammock has been taken out of its winter hibernation much to the delight of Miss Darcy (the Burmese Ginger Ninja).  

I just laid for a moment and curiosity got the better of her, I found myself pinned down to support her being able to peer out across the garden.

After being dismissed as a prop, I wandered to my journal and gave myself permission to sit for an hour and play.  My favorite photo of my mother and grandmother taken on a sunny day by an obscure uncle in the early 1940's - for all their tugs and pulls over the years this photo, for me, is about  love, tenderness and the delight found in each other.  My journal is better for it, having found this photo - a reminder to play when you can and delight in the small moments.