I absolutely adore this artist.I've lusted after Tamars birdhouses in particular for quite some time and then I saw them face to face in Paris.They are just so perfect.Look what she can do with fabric and thread.Its not so much the skill involved, the creatures or the plant-life she chooses to use as inspiration(many are doing polar bears/birdcages/foliage etc).Its the way ,once completed,she has managed to inject some poetry into them.The rough stitching,the tilt of the head,the loose threads that really do appear to be stray feathers.They are quite magical.I have a huge soft spot for the teal peacock.I want to take him home.I get the feeling I would end up discussing things with him.Terribly odd but perfectly logical.xxx
Poor husband has gout. As my neighbour said ,is that not something from a Charles Dickens novel?He has been limping around for over a week now (what is it with men and doctors??) and finally he gave in yesterday.Bleak verdict.I have spent ages scanning websites for do's and don'ts and it seems that really there is very little he can eat or drink until it calms down again.Then the maintenance begins. I have enjoyed a glass of red wine with dinner and the children and I snuck a couple of teensy easter eggs earlier but I fear husband is hungry and will remain so for a while. I did concoct this for dinner though which was very successful.Such an oldie but such a goodie!
Nothing quite like this.Leftover roast lamb shoulder and lentils(from the tin-organic) with chicken stock,diced carrot,celery,onion and tomato.I think the trick with this is to saute the tomato/celery/onion/carrot for about an hour first.Lid on,nice and sweetly delicious by then.Just tip in the lentils,lamb and stock and give it about 20 minutes.Mmmmm.This is the fourth adaptation of a lentil stew we have eaten in the last two weeks and no sign of getting sick of it yet!
This may be husbands staple for the next week or more-without the bread.He'll be terribly healthy though right!!
Or perhaps not.I think she was actually wide awake and assuming that if she didn't make eye contact I wouldn't drag her away from the velvet spot tulle! Cheeky girl.
How happy am I with this one! I just wish I had a little little boy to hang it for.I have only been asked to make dream catchers for girls so far but ,given that Henry has been asking for one for months and months,I thought I really should give it a go.What do you think?
Theres not much in the shop yet as I'm just on minimum to see how I go.It feels quite different to etsy.I'm a little nervous!
Hello there : )You may have noticed a new little shop button on the right!Its open-at last.No etsy, just me this time so lets see how we go.Theres not much there yet but the girls are stepping over and the dreamcatchers you have been asking about(Thankyou Thankyou! ) will be in today.I'm working on some illustrations as well.It is in Australian dollars which makes my job easier and makes shopping a little easier for all you lovely people across the seas(cheap as chips at the moment!).xe.com is a fast currency converter site so if you want to check before you proceed I recommend opening another window and having a peep.Any queries just email me.
Tell me what you think and I'll be back soon.Blog birthday countdown so I'll show you the treats for the giveaway on wednesday so lucky names can be plucked from the magic hat on the big day!And I'll make cake.Of course!!xxx
Lucky I found two books to fill my head with fun yesterday.Best go get them.I mean,come on. They combine knitting and reading !!!
'The Friday Night Knitting Club' by Kate Jacobs
'Knit Two'-the sequel
I found another book called 'The Seamstress:A Novel' , but I neglected to write down the authors name.Brilliant : (
And while we are on the subject of being creative,enjoy these snippets of an artists home from Taverne Agency.It makes me want to attack a big old house with paint and fabric.I love that yellow vase on the table in the sunlight.Glorious.
Littlest blossom had a playdate today after school.We are a bit of a stickler for not sending our kids off somewhere unknown so I insisted nicely that I would bring him.With my limited Italian and his friends mothers limited English, it was going to be a little challenging.They have an older daughter who is learning English at school so we conversed through her.
Oliver did not want to go home and get changed so we actually beat them home.The mum invited us in and we waited for her husband and the daughter to arrive.When they did, we were in the childrens room.The father greeted me and had another younger daughter with him aswell.With head lowered she reached out for me and held me in a hug.There she stayed.He said to me with a proud and delightful smile " She is precious".Indeed she is.I asked her her name but she has no words.She smiles and she cuddles.And she is so loved.The room was full of it.I was honoured she welcomed me into her arms.
It seemed to me,as I left,that love really can make all the difference.
*I am very aware that every families situation is different.I have a friend with a severely autistic child so I have an incredibly tiny idea how hard it is.The reality is something else entirely.This child is not autistic.
This is merely my joy at the beauty with which she is viewed .The simplicity of her fathers statement was one of great love and pride.
With the weather a little damper and a little cooler(woohoo!!!) the urge for comfort food reared its hungry head.So I gave in.
I cannot remember the last time I put 'toad in the hole' in the oven and now I can't remember why I have left it soo long between meeting and eating.It looks a little shocking I guess but it tastes heavenly.Its really just a giant yorkshire pudding with some sausages tossed in the mix.And the gravy.There must be gravy.Onion.
I have just realised that is my blog birthday next week.Wow.One year already.There shall be pressies and they won't be for me.Stay tuned.xxx
Sauntering around the wide dusty corridors of the city library are a favourite afternoon treat and she's known for sneaking the occasional cupcake in for a mid- read snack.She's never been caught but she was overheard slurping on her pink milk slushy last week.Its the crime aisle that does it.She gets all skittish. When she's not doing that she can be found butterfly kissing Tom over a shared thickshake.Two straws.Twisted.
She'll be needing some books in that felted bag.xxx