this is … a photo from my old house, wish we’d taken more … I always say that, never do. Lots of op shop and cheap treasures on those shelves, both mine & husband’s … maybe my memories are all the clearer ’cause the photos are a little dark, a little blurry?
I wanted to show you the angry old lady doll with the fading blue hair and bright orange plastic dress, prim & proper with a white hand bag … but she’s really short and there’ll be no close ups ’till she comes out of storage … next year. She’s from Glebe Markets long, long ago when they had more weird stuff and I used to go for a look most Saturdays …
Playing along with Lino Forest and THREE BUTTONS
I picked up this pamphlet, ’cause I thought it’s such a cool idea … an oven mitt can be person-shaped!!
I don’t really want the mitt shown, I realise it’s free if I buy 3 packets of mayonnaise, but I don’t like mayonnaise and I’m not really into the kewpie-kawaii-cute look, anyway.
But it’s fun to think of what type of person I’d put on my oven mitt … what sort of person is appropriate for cooking … a severe school mistress; a chef; a bear??? Once I work it out, I’ll use burdastyle’s Layla pattern. I don’t like the double thumb thing, my person would have one hand by their side.
Found at ãƒ©ã‚¤ãƒ•, I refuse to call it Life (correct translation), as Life is not a supermarket with a down-market clothing store and 100 yen shop.
I want to trash my blog. Summerset from Pins and Needles was recently thinking about what she’s learnt about herself through blogging. Well, I’ve learnt about annual events. Like the “rabbit gets sick first week back at Uni after the long Summer Holidays” event (says something about family stress levels, I reckon). And the “whole family gets sick at the end of the Winter Holidays making it difficult to complete Uni assignments” event. Guess why I haven’t blogged much for a couple of weeks?
I also realised that every Spring, I want to trash my blog and start again. Sorta like Spring cleaning, only more brutal. It’s one of the reasons for the interesting gaps in my blog archives – no, I haven’t been deleting posts … yet;)
As you can see from the funny little figlets on the fig tree, it’s Spring again … so this year, I’ve decided to make some changes. Some you’ve already seen (more drawings), some I haven’t started yet (a photo day; a regular knitted swatch and more regular updates). Above all, I’m going to remember what Tricia from bits and bobbins says about wardrobe remix: “be nice to yourself! no negative stuff […] post ONLY what you LOVE.” Although I think this still allows for the odd critique or two?
Or in this case, beach art.
Congwong, near La Perouse.
A running: it’s Winter here, remember.
There’s always a bit like this near a beach – sand, half-dead grass, charcoaled bbq remains, concrete, rolled up wet legs, sandy shoes.
1. Sea plant #01, 2. Sea plant #02, 3. Sea plant #03, 4. Sea plant #04
Haven’t you seen these plants at every beach you’ve ever visited? I’m sure I have. Actually, these plants might be confined to just Australia, or even just NSW … anyone know?
Street art, some night recently, on my way to buy dinner after Uni. And speaking of Uni, it’s exam time again … so no fun craft to show you.
If you live in my area, it’s the Marly on King Street, Newtown. (And if you don’t, Marly = Marlborough Hotel, ie. a pub. Do other countries call their pubs/bars hotels, I wonder? Probably not.)