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  • I see red...

    I see red...

    I was actually looking for blue stuff for my sister but this DIVINE set of mixing bowls had my name all over them.

    Op Shop visits have been few & far between over the summer but I was well rewarded on my sneaky stop over the other day.

    I confess that the red kitchen collection is getting a little out of hand but what's a girl to do?

    Happy weekend lovely folk. Hoping that the Op Shops are good to you & Camberwell's Trash & Treasure is good to me. I do love a bargain.

    PS: If you'd love a bargain of the fabric kind you'd better quick click here. It's the very last day of Aunty Cookie's super sale.

  • Noticing - challenge...

    Noticing - challenge...

    I'm without a car for a couple of weeks.

    I've noticed just how much I rely on the car. Today I walked and caught the tram into the city with the girls for a doctor's appointment and then rode my bike to visit my sister...I'm shattered.

    Much as I love living in the leafy green suburbs (where not even a coffee is walking distance) today would have been much easier if I lived in Fitzroy.

    This map is from an old street directory picked up at the Camberwell market yesterday - so good!

  • A stolen tradition...

    A stolen tradition...
  • Rummage...

    Rummage...
  • The stormy sea...

    The stormy sea...

    A bracelet.

    It was far too fiddly really but I am chuffed with the result.

    If you're a die hard you might remember I was trying to fashion myself a bracelet like this. It's been on the backburner for a good long time but certainly not forgotten.

    OK so I may not have quite hit the mark but I am quite pleased with my crafty take on the theme.

    I just crocheted chains of embroidery floss into chains & then attached all the separate chains to a very nifty bit of hardware I purchased at a beading supply shop.

    As an aside...
    If you are a die hard. Thanks a million...for putting up with the drivel & offering support & encouragement when I have a "win". You're tops.

  • The pony skirt...

    The pony skirt...
  • The hunt...

    The hunt...

    for my very-special-passed-down-from-my-grandma jewellery led to this panicky mountain of pillowcases in the craft room.

    I did find the rings but I obviously need to rethink my hiding spots.

    I'll be folding & sorting & repacking the shelves over the weekend if you need me.

    Hoping your weekend is a goodie.

  • Hyperbolic without a maths brain...

    Hyperbolic without a maths brain...

    WOW... lots & lots of you are pretty excited about hyperbolic crochet. Maybe you're keen to have a crack yourself? Good on you I say...

    Hyperbolic crochet is all about maths! You can find out all about the formula here.

    I do not have a maths brain. What I read was blah, blah, blah, blah CHAIN blah, blah blah, blah SINGLE (AU double) blah, blah, blah, blah.

    What I did...

    CH 2
    6DC (US single) into the 2nd chain from the hook.

    Then I just spiralled (out of control) 2DC (US single) into each DC (US single) repeat ...... for 2 balls of yarn. It's probably not mathematically correct but it gave the desired result. My finished hot pink number fits into my cupped hands.

    Further very valuable info...

    Last night I was lucky enough to attend the launch of Sew La Tea Do by Pip Lincolne. The event was fabulous, the book is fabulous & actually Pip is quite fabulous. I was thrilled to be included.

    I was further thrilled when Gemma Jones told me that The Melbourne Reef is being exhibited in Upwey! I'm so totally going along to see it. They are even hosting workshops.

  • Giving it our best...

    Giving it our best...
    vintage kootoyoo

    It will probably come as no surprise to you to know that I'm an obsessive kind of person.

    I run because I made a rule. I'm a creature of habit when it comes to food & I have the same pretty drink. The recent switch to Zubrowka (the original bison grass vodka) has meant I'm enjoying it more. A bit dangerous really.

    It stands to reason that our children would also have inherited a few of my obsessive qualities.

    When the kids were small I wasn't much about the making of things. There were no supplies in the house. No elastic or buttons or zips or even a selection of threads. I'd packed the machine away & only dragged it out for emergencies of the obsessive kind. I made a Melody costume for the biggest when she thought she was a mermaid. I refashioned a pinny when Madeline was the go. I made running repairs to the hot pink flowergirl dress (worn by all three) & one year I made them & all their mates Puffles when they were Club Penguin mad.

    One freezing June morning when the little guy was three I fashioned him a loin cloth so that he could be Tarzan. It was made using an old suede waistcoat from the dress up box & the top of a pair of red tights. The total make time would have been around ten minutes.

    I found the loin cloth last night when I was doing a bit of reluctant cleaning upstairs.

    I remembered that tiny (but strangely muscular) little frame leaping about the furniture, springing from sofa back to floor and crouching and stalking me around the house.

    It's good to be a maker...even a speedy, fakey only in case of emergency kind.

  • Low on fuel...

    Low on fuel...
  • My creative space...

    My creative space...
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    It's all about "on the go".

    The kids have athletics today so I won't be around. I'm prepared though, I've been slowly working away on this crochet piece during swimming lessons & music lessons. It just stays in the car & when I get half an hour here & there I've got something to keep me busy.

    Lovely space from last week right here.

    Have a good day today everyone. I'll catch you next week.