A personal archive · 2005 — 2014

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Journal · page 11

More notes, discoveries and moments from the journal.

12 entries

Mmmm I can smell dinner cooking

Ok I’m just popping in for a quick post so I don’t completely lose the blogtoberfest spirit 🙂 This week our friends Catherine and Heath had a baby girl, Matlida Olive, born with…

Baby Sewing

Onwards and upwards. To get over the dissapointment of cutting too much off the hem of my skirt I moved onto a new sewing project with lightning speed. I am happy to report that…

Distraction

This post was going to be titled: Measure Twice, Cut Once; When Good Skirts Go Bad. But I don’t want to talk about it. So I wont. Instead, I’ll share some doodly drawings I did…

Ooops

It was almost inevitable. I was triming the seam which attaches the waistband to the skirt. And SNIP. I cut a hole in the waistband. Crap! I had three options. 1) screw the whole…

Clothes

Against my better judgement I’ve bought a book called Clothes for Kids Who Are Just Able to Walk. Seduced by the cute pictures of children in beautiful clothes I ignored the…

Weaving on a Cardboard Loom

I like learning how things are done. It might be the engineer in me, I don’t know. Anyway, I’d love to learn how to weave but I can’t add a loom to my already overstuffed workshop…

Bounty

Today I had FOUR (4!) parcels waiting for me at the post office. One cute little package contained Renilde de Peuter‘s georgous pincushion all the way from Belgium. The $AU – EURO…

New embroidery

Stitching and the use of stashed fabrics have been occupying my creative thoughts over the last few weeks. The yellow, hand dyed muslin has been waiting for many years. I this is…

Pool

My two hansome fellas lounging beside the pool. The water in the Jabiru pool has warmed up beautifully since our last swim. Jasper loved it! We swooshed him around and he spashed…

Progress

I’ve started embroidering the tablecloth. Little sprigs placed at the intersections of the square grid pattern which is part of the fabric’s weave stucture. I think I got this…

Handmade

I live in the middle of nowhere and there are few opportunites for retail therapy. The highlight of the day is going to the post office box… where I’m often disappointed to find…