Love at First Sight

If I lived in New York Purl Soho would be my official second home. Perhaps my first home? With all mail redirected to the Purl Soho shop. I think what really needs to happen is open my own shop with all sorts of nice crafty things in Sydney. I wonder if anyone would be as interested in this as me?

Fortunately for the time being they have an excellent website and blog that has lovely projects like this little-person's play-mat. My thoughts are that this should not be restricted to children alone - A tad unfair... 

The project can be found here and the fabric (which I'm considering whether to put into my shopping trolley) can be found here (the dot fabric I can't seem to locate on their site... anyone found it?). Enjoy!

Come back weekend, I miss you.

We had our first weekend free of house inspections and auctions and the sun came out to celebrate with us! These are a few things we did that I enjoyed:

• Going to the local school to vote and frequenting the sausage sizzle.
• Collecting the artwork we had bought last month from Yumi Takahashi's and Cecilia Heffer's exhibition and bringing them home to live.
• Perusing our new Gleebooks bookshop up the road
• A day at Black Wattle Bay playing frisbee and eating good stuff from Sonoma.
• Riding bikes in the sun through the back streets of the inner west (right up until said bike keeled over and died very dramatically)
• Sharing a Fiesta plate of Churros
• Being inspired by Katie's amazing hand-crafted gift cards made from recycled fabrics.

Lunch time conundrum solved...

Thanks to Deb at Smitten Kitchen for solving this week's "what shall I take to work for lunch?" debacle!

1001 Journals...

As a kid I was an avid journal writer. My first proper diary had a lock and key and was called Igly... the ins and outs of a 12 year olds life can be quite funny to read... sibling warfare, favourite TV shows, hierarchy of friends and their ever changing positions - first best friend can quickly plummet to the bottom of the list over very minor issues.

I think I kept a journal on and off until about 5 years ago, which coincided with meeting NP, working a full time job and a realisation that over-thinking stuff doesn't help very much. Recently some of my old diaries have re-surfaced while packing boxes, making cleaning up about 300 times longer than it should be... I can't help but crack the spines of these old books and take trips down memory lane...

I'm sure for lots of bloggers these kind of spaces are substitutes for their journals. I'm often amazed at how open people are with their private thoughts on such a public space. There's always a line where I start feeling a little uncomfortable about how much I give away on Feeling Fuzzy? and I wonder if it's not enough or too much... I think I'll just trundle along and not worry too much about it.

Do you remember the 1000 Journal Project? It started a while back with journals travelling the world in a beautiful piece of collaborative artwork. I remember signing up knowing that there were slim chances of ever actually being sent or finding one.



Bird Textiles sent me an email last week about a new project called 1001 Journals, where individuals and groups can start there own travelling diary. So now there is a chance for everyone to join in!

All you do is register, find a book that is "Open" or "In Progress" and put your name on the list. I can't wait for it to arrive in the mail box!

Ode to Dully Hill

This is Dulwich Hill, as captured by Louise from 52 Suburbs. D'Hill has been our stomping ground for quite some time and as Louise mentions, there is change in the air for our little area... Gleebooks for one, the light rail proposition as well. Who know what will arrive next!

One of my favourite places to go is down to the Cooks River for bike rides or walks. Over the weekend I sat and read my new-ish Dumbo Feather and listened to some kids making a movie that I think was about invading aliens… I wondered if they could be the next generation of directors or actors in the making?

On the way home an amazing dark cloud settled over head and brought a 10 minute storm. Only 20 minutes before the sun had been shining so of course I had nothing but a tall tree to stand under (probably not that safe considering the likelihood of lightening)! That smell of fresh rain while surrounded by nature was a refreshing experience, despite getting quite soggy.

Sold!

This weekend NP and I sold our little apartment at an auction... an exciting moment! It's actually been lots of fun cleaning and styling our place ready for people to come and see. Buying fresh flowers from Seed and making the bed are two of my favourite things to do.

Now that we are really moving, I'm getting a some pre-emptive nostalgia... we've had such a great time living in this sunny place and I hope the next owners get to enjoy it as much as we have.

This is a shot of the driveway graffiti I did before I was an EP... I wish we could take it with us.