Shy flower
May 24, 2011
I really wanted to draw a picture of this fluffy yellow guy when I brought him home from the florist. He kept turning shyly away from me when I tried to draw him from the front, so I’ve done a back view instead!
A Christmas miracle?
January 27, 2011
Admittedly it’s a little late in the season to be crying “Christmas miracle”, but something astounding happened in our garden over the weekend and it darn near brought me to tears. Our much loved, lewd looking cactus Carl, burts forth into bloom! I mean, surely this is a once-in-a-hundred-years type event?
Frankly I didn’t know he had it in him, and I also wonder if the flowering is foreshadowing his death, you know how some plants do that “ta-da” thing and then just go to seed?
Wooden performance
January 16, 2011
Do dance and sculpture mix? One moves, the other doesn’t…sounds like oranges and milk. Not so, say the flexible folk at Aus dance co. Chunky Move. They want to prove that the two are a pas de deux with their next show – Connected, in March. They’ve team up with American sculptor Reubin Margolin to develop a new work that combines soft human people with hard wooden machines. After I saw this youtube profiling Margolin I bought tickets. This is gonna be good!
Pretty Ballerina
January 10, 2011
Oh Natalie, you ARE the Black Swan , you ARE!
Film maker Darren Aronofsky has created a phycho-thriller wrapped in tulle, blood and feathers. Black Swan is an ultra melodramatic, urban-gothic creep-fest full of pink ribbons and repressed sexuality. Natalie Portman is the victim/actor of the piece, whose role as the prima ballerina in Swan Lake starts to affect her fragile mind. LOVE IT!
‘Excuse me Miss’ skirt
October 10, 2010
Lately it’s been all about stitchery for me. I’ve put down pencil, paper, camera and flame thrower for a flirtation with the sewing machine. Today, I finally finshed a skirt I abandoned last year (possibly the year before??!). I put this together on a manneqin because I really didn’t have much fabric and couldn’t waste a scrap by using a pattern. Anywhoodles, it’s finally done!
Brooch Mania
September 20, 2010
I have officially contracted Brooch Mania! Everywhere I look there are things just WAITING to be made into brooches. Take the necklace I broke last week; it’ beautiful, plastic, egg-shaped links just happen to make the perfect frame for a brooch. Backed with some awesome, faux-vintage scraps of fabric, these brooches are my latest and greatest effort so far.
Give me a bosom and I’ll give you a brooch!
Pin one on
August 17, 2010
Pin a brooch to your polar fleece jumper, flannelette shirt or P.J’s and witness the transformative powers of the well-placed accessory. The brooch adds polish, panache and decisiveness to the scattered, illogical or challenging outfit. The brooch makes everything make sense.
The above are the product of a weekend crafternoon and I’m pleased as punch with the results. It was all made super-duper easy with a DIY button making kit and some fab fabrics.
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Australian Made
August 7, 2010
- My sketches from the Australian Made exhibition
Happy times for me this week in the shapely form of Australian made, the new fashion exhibition at the Ian Potter Center, Melbourne. I am the original, un-killable fashion victim and anything that promises to be pretty, frilly, flounced or in any way fabulous has me tripping over my mock Manolo’s to get first look. I must admit it all seems so long ago, now that I’m at home sick with my tracksuit pants on backwards and am zipped into stained yellow polar fleece, but I’ll try to remember the good times…
So I meditated this morning in a desperate bid to make peace with the film I saw yesterday. Kosmos, a Turkish/Bulgarian “film” was playing as part of the Melbourne International Film Festival, and I was fool enough to go and see it.
Kosmos is set in a bleak, white-on-white, snow-covered town somewhere horrible. It’s peopled by wizened men who smoke and cough and women who wear slip-on shoes (in the SNOW!) . Into this dramatic milieu lands a mysterious stranger who variously squawks and recites religious non-sequiturs into people’s faces. Truely – he SQUAWKS in people’s faces. This squawking can have a medicinal effect; sometimes curing other characters illnessness, but not always – and never so that you’d care. Anyway, the stranger is barely in frame before he’s running dramatically out of it again and huddling somewhere, squawking at someone or crying. Sometimes he stares at statues as well.
What upsets me most is that the trailer makes this film seem like something actually happened, and that what happened is interesting. Not the case.
Tuesday’s collage…
August 3, 2010
I found some beautiful books at the op-shop a while ago – their wonderfully decorated hardcovers were hidden benieth rotten paper covers. I’ve torn out the pages inside (it was all incredibly boring in there I promise you!) and I am gradually filling it again with little pictures and collages to make an artists book!
