Showing posts with label design market. Show all posts
Showing posts with label design market. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

bits and pieces

My version of limited edition usually means about 5 or 6. I will have four only of these bird cushions at Finders Keepers. Printed and hand stitched onto beautiful upholstery weight organic cotton/ hemp. AND comes with a corn fibre insert. Even the casing is made from 100% natural corn. Yummy.

And he has a non-matching friend in mustard tones. I have five of these. I think. 

This is a special little custom-made cushion for a special customer. This started life as a fabric panel but it wasn't a regular size so we decided it might look good as a cushion. It's quite tiny which makes it even sweeter. 
Hope to see you at Finders Keepers in a couple of days. I'm having a raffle. No spinning wheel and not a chook in sight. But all proceeds going to Ian Thorpe's Fountain for Youth which improves the health and education of indigenous children. Not sure about that title Thorpie (sounds like a cosmetic surgery company) but a great cause I reckon. Haven't completely settled on what I'll throw into the raffle basket but it will be chokka with a range of products. 

Drop by Friday night or Saturday. Would love to say hi.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

fast, furious, frazzled & fatigued

Whoaaa.
photo by Sass from ASK ALICE
Freaky thing happened to me last week. Think I was sucked into a parallel universe. It looked a lot like the Atrium at Fed Square in Melbourne. Some kind of design, markety, event thingey. Mad, crazy, full of rugged-up people looking, touching, spending, talking, attempting to communicate with this seemingly sedated creature who looked and felt like death on a stick. Apologies to one and all, that wasn't really me, they weren't really my words. Some thing had inhabited my body, possessed my soul.

Yes, I guess you could say I take on a fair amount of stress every time I do a market. Months of manic preparation, fear of not having enough product, fear of having unfinished and inferior products on display to be laughed at, sleepless nights, yada yada. But did I really have to spend the day before sewing up puppies for hours at The Thread Den and tearing around the streets of north melbourne looking for lengths of wood before the sun went down? Then attempting to stuff puppies well into the night? Did I really need to? I think not.  

photo by Sass from ASK ALICE
Brought my camera to take some happy snaps. Do you think I could find it? At the end of the day when I was packing up - yes -  small black camera, slung over my black chair, under my black coat. Then again, not sure I would have had the time or energy to hold up a camera. So big thanks to Sass, who I don't know and have never met, but she kindly lent me her photos and I have bought some of her gorgeous stationery before so there's karma for you.
gift tag by ASK ALICE

And must also throw out a big BIG thankyou to the adorable Kylie from MizuDesigns who showed up as I was busting to go to the loo, looking so fresh and calm and casually stylish in that oh so melbourne way and held the fort while I stomped off, zombie-like, contemplating not returning at all, just falling into the foetal position in one of the cubicles.

photo by State of Green
[ps. this is not Kylie]
What more can I say? Standing there was a hellish eternity but it was over in the blink of an eye. One tres surreal experience that's for sure. And sales-wise, worth it by far. Just a shame I wasn't in my body on the day.

One of these days I will turn up at my own market stall looking and sounding human, alive, engaged and HAPPY.
I will.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

bower bird



Inviting you all to come and see how haggard-looking and awkward I can be at a public event.You might also see something you like, if not at my stall, then surely at any number of the other 70 + designer/makers who are setting up shop for this 3 day event.

If nothing else, just come for the food .. it is sensational and you won't need to raid your piggy bank to stuff yourself silly.