Whilst sewing has been very much on the back burner at my house we are never not making. Today four of us have been working on this Ikea project. Which either makes Ikea stuff sound really tricky to do (it totally isn't) or us sound really pathetic (we're not). These Ikea Ekets were up on my wall until last week. That's the thing with Ikea furniture, it can be so many things. Three of them had glass doors and three didn't. Today I have removed the wall brackets from them and marked where the feet should be attached. My Bradley then attached the feet brackets. Molly screwed the adjustable feet in whilst Lily attached glass doors to the remaining three Ekets. Now Lily and Molly are connecting them all together to make my brand new console to sit behind my couch.
Saturday 12 August 2023
Tuesday 11 July 2023
Not black, round records that we used to play in the 70's, but recorded thoughts and musings. I guess they could be on black, round records, but I was thinking more specifically about written records. Over the past year or so I have taken to keeping a journal more regularly. Since my early teens I have kept some sort of journal, mostly very sporadically and occasionally somewhat faithfully. I used to think of this blog as part of my journalling and I think I was always the most regular reader of my blog. (Is it sad that I am admitting that I like the sound of my own voice?) A blog is such a lovely record of your happenings and it can be so cosy to trip down Nostalgia Lane every now and then and read just how you felt on that occasion. Anyway, I have been keeping a journal more regularly which has caused me to ponder record keeping. I say I value record keeping and in keeping with that declaration I want to update this blog more often. I have posted the most recent fabric related photo from my phone. This is me stitching in the Doha airport on the way home from Germany last month.
It's a well travelled piece of stitching. I take it with me everywhere. I have it sitting in my work bag right now as I sit at work typing this blogpost. It's old. Five years old in fact, so I obviously don't stitch every time I have it with me. (Even if I did one stitch per time it accompanied me I think it would be more stitched than it is.) It was the result of a class I did at Amitie Textiles with Meg Nicolson an artist from Warrnambool. It is one of my favourite classes I have done at Amitie. I'm going to try to stitch more. Just looking at this photo makes me happy!
Tuesday 24 December 2019
|Mary, Joseph and the baby Jesus
Lots has happened this past year. Instead of spending my time making things I run a company. It is all-consuming. This week is the first break I have had since we began eighteen months ago. Tomorrow we will celebrate Christmas and remember the birth of our Saviour. And after that I plan to think about something other than work for four more days - and then it will begin again.
Thursday 21 March 2019
Thursday 7 March 2019
Sunday 3 March 2019
I am back in the sewing room today. I managed to sew last Sunday afternoon and I decided to make it a priority to get back there again this week.
Thursday 27 December 2018
It's 9pm on December 27th 2018. It's that time of year when I start thinking about how the year has been, what has happened and how I want 2019 to be different. Why is it I always want the next year to be different? Was this year so bad? Well, it wasn't wonderful. And I guess I really want wonderful.
This year was too busy and too full of things I just didn't want to do. (I'm such a whinge-bag!!!) I acquired a full-time job which involves loooooots of time and lots of worries. I don't know what this year holds. If you had asked me last December if I would be working full-time in twelve months time I would have told you you were crazy, but that's exactly where we are now, so who knows?
The photo above is my most recent sewing project. There haven't been many this year and that is something I want to change for 2019. We now only have four children living at home and the four are now all adults. It's the weirdest thing. For so many years (about 34) we had a kid or kids living here at our house, and now they are all grown up. Of course, they are all still my kids! And we are living in Melbourne again. Last time I posted we were living in Adelaide. Things do change, just maybe not the things I want to change!
Let's see if I can post something else here without a period of years passing.