Thursday, February 26, 2009
The bigger, bulkier, bolder, and brighter........... the better. I once read a quote by fantastic mixed media jewellery designer, Ramona Solberg, where she stated, 'I'm a big girl, don't insult me by expecting me to wear something dainty."
When I first received the glass for my new pendants, I almost thought they were just too grand. But I made up a prototype, as I do with everything,to make sure glues hold, trims stay on, and most importantly that they pass the Finn test.
If I can go a day, of my nearly one year old son Finn, tugging, chewing and sucking on it, well.....then I know that they're made to last.
The amount of compliments on day one of testing, was all I needed to soldier on and produce a new range of chunky glass pendants.
I have only listed a few so far, but you can expect to see plenty more soon.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
There are so many people that have come on board to help out with the shop, either lending time behind the scenes, donating goods or simply by purchasing any of the gorgeous things on offer.
The members of this group have really banded together to keep the oz bush fire appeal shop going strong. From the donations, the man hours and spreading the word in their blogs, their Etsy shops, and their workplace this team has made me so proud to be a part of it.
Good news, is that everything is dirt cheap. They are getting rid of the lot. Containers, displays, beads and findings. I got all my metal findings at 50% off, which worked out cheaper than the wholesalers.
And remember how I mentioned recently, that I wanted to fill little containers with all my vintage buttons, color coded, well the bead containers are going out for 20cents each.
They close for sure in March, but will close doors sooner if all the stock goes, so if you're after a bargain head over ASAP
A lot of ideas that I'd like to incorporate into some art badges.
I nabbed.........some more 'how to' books, yes boring I know. But they have a huge selection of fiction too, for all lovers of a good read. My titles included, succeed in portrait photography, the non designers design book, small is the new big (remarkable business ideas) and the rough guide to blogging. I would have bought any one of these books at you typical retailer for $24.95 but I got them all for that price, so I was wrapt.
Coordinated by Felicia fairy and vanilla pixie, the shop has exceeded all expectations, and at last count we were up to $10,000. That's so huge. People from all around the country, Australia and Overseas, have been donating items for sale. As well as purchasing.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
The tag is to take part in the 6 by 6 game.
Choose the 6th image out of your 6th picture folder and blog it. Then tag 6 more people to do the same. So here goes.................
This is the 6th pic, in the 6th folder. My daughter Kierah. The 'Ki' in Finki. I think she was five in this photo. She's turning nine in a few weeks. How time flies.
From memory....we were playing dress ups. Getting ready for a lounge room theatrical presentation. Kierah is not one to care about hair styling, clips and pretty dresses. So that's how I remember that the outfit was dress ups, and not every day garb. The expression is saying. "If I have to have hairspray....I'll do it myself."
So independent so quickly. She still does plays for us, and even more so for the new audience she has in her 11 month old brother. I hope she doesn't grow out of it either. I love it that she's a little bit different, and just doesn't care. It's hard to maintain individuality in this big old world, or too find it even.
I tag, Lou, Melanie, Gillian, Erika, Leanne, and Carley to play too.
Our second ever market was surprisingly successful.
Considering the treacherous weather conditions we almost cancelled. But I was hardly going to recoup my stall fee's by sitting at home on my butt. It was only fair to other stall holders that we show up and make the venue look full and inviting.
The organisers did stay close all day monitoring morale and customer flow, handing out water, and making the call, when to call it quits and go home. As it was, from 10-12 it was really busy, then nothing.......................
I stepped out onto the main road at 1 to see who was around and Sydney rd was a ghost town.
The immediate change in conditions from inside the air conditioned hall, to the gale forced oven winds outside was stifling. Standing there, I knew this was the hottest, most extreme weather I had experienced in my life.
I remember all to well the ash Wednesday fires. So many years ago. we sat out the front of our house on the porch holding ice buckets in front of the fan, with wet rags on our heads. The sky was a harrowing shade of black and red, and you could smell things burning with every breath.
On Saturday, standing there in 46 degree heat, feeling the oppressive hot wind smother me, I decided it was time to go home. I did the rounds, and bought a few things I had been eyeing off. You know I can't come home without supporting my fellow crafters. My proud purchases....................
We packed up happy that we made enough to cover expenses and then some, but dreaded loading up the car, a waiting sauna, that had been poaching in the sun for four hours. I carried our little fan, noticing the blades were still spinning from the wind pushing it's way through us.
The drive home was easy on the abandoned Rd's. A quick stop at Cole's for drinks, was marred by the fact that they had a power out, and were running on generators that were only keeping the fridges and registers running. So it was a quick in and out, in a dark, stuffy blurr.When we arrived at Grandpa's to pick up Finn, the sky was blue, with a sweltering sun. A hot haze rising of every surface. It was a quick stay, but by the time we left and hopped back in the car, the sky had transformed itself to a thick red and grey cloud. Ty said it was dust.......but I knew that it was that same sky I saw as a 7 year old, full of peoples dreams and hopes going up in flames. You could sense it in the air.
We turned on the radio, and sure enough, fires were blazing in Whittlesea and Kinglake. Only 30 minutes away. Going home we did everything we could to keep the house cool, and prayed for the cool change. Watching the news with fascination, awe and fear, we listened to the horror stories and the growing death toll.
Only then did I think, that my best friend's property was at the back of Kinglake national park. I guess because her suburb is Arthur's creek, and that it's name hadn't come up on the news I didn't worry, but it was only 2 minutes away. So begun, the barrage of calls, to house, and mobiles to get in touch. Four hours later we still hadn't heard, so fear kicked in, and we just kept texting and waiting.
Finally a call.......that was all we needed.To hear her voice. She was safe. Trapped, but safe.
Surrounded by fires, and road blocks, they can't leave. Police have advised it's safer for them to stay. The fires are contained, but the journey out of town is dangerous, with falling trees, burning houses, smoke, charred cars and bodies littered along the roads.
I can't imagine the horror.
My hearts goes out to everyone who has been affected by the fires, and I hope like me you find it in your heart to contribute to any one of the appeals raising money for those who have lost so much.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
A pattern, print or texture will draw me in every time. I love to ponder the depth and the possibilities for how such a texture came to be......possibly the impression of an old spoon, the ripple of a glass vase, or the grain of some wood. When you look around, we are surrounded by so much texture, in nature and man made.
No doubt, it's why babies mouth everything, to feel the cold, hard, smooth marble, or the warm, fluffy cats tail! (Finn's favourite)
I really enjoy the process of creating, but the rest of it........ well it's just so time consuming. I sometimes wish that someone else could step in and take over at the point of finishing a new piece, to follow through with the photo shoot, uploading, packaging and promotion. It's quite a commitment when deciding to sell your craft, as your think tank needs to expand beyond the product to encompass so much more.
This is only my second stall ever, so I'm still very new to the whole self promoting artist thing. The last one we did pre x-mas was such a blur of a day. We had stayed up so late the night before finalising things, even though I promised myself I wouldn't, so we were really tired.
It was almost like graduation....years of hard work all coming to a point where you don that robe step up to the podium, accept the recognition for all your hard work, then venture out into the real world, full of hope, talent and trepidation.
For me, it has been years. Years of procrastination.
I studied visual arts, dressmaking, fashion illustration, and adv dip eng tech. jewellery. Each time the schooling finished, there were always excuses..........ummm my drawings are not quite there yet, my products and ideas aren't original enough, nobody will like it!
15 years later, finally, I decided to throw caution to the wind and just take the plunge and get myself out there. Whats the worst that could happen......everybody hates it. Yeah maybe they will, but staying true to yourself in the face of adversity, is an achievement in it self.
Fortunately, my first market day was a great success. I did want to hide in the corner or be a fly on the wall, but I owned my shyness, and planted my feet firmly behind my little table, committed to being proud of my offerings. Knowing full well that I did my best.
It was such a buzz, and I just wanted to hug my first customer and do the happy dance, but I kept it cool......and waited till I got home to celebrate.
Even if we didn't sell a thing, for me it was such an achievement, to have a beginning middle and end to my little story. I have so many beginnings, so many........for once I just needed to follow through 100%. I created, put a price on it, stood behind it and sold with a smile. What a buzzzzz!
This time, now that I don't feel so sick to the stomach with fear, I look forward to meeting other sellers, and just relaxing a lot more. If your in the neighbourhood, don't be a stranger.
It's a fantastic market offering heaps of handmade goodies.Plenty of bags, jewelery, accessories, clothes, and household items. Located in the funky Melbourne suburb of Brunswick, it's close to trains and trams, making it super easy to get to.Surrounded by lots of great places to shop on Sydney rd, like savers, episode, spotlight and full of funky places to eat. This is a fab place to go for the afternoon. (forecast is hot,hot,hot....so bring bathers, to go swimming at the pools across the road, after shopping)
I know that as time goes on my products will change, and Finki may have a market stall that looks quite different to this Saturdays, but that is part of the story too, the chapter where I define my craft, and find my niche. I thought getting it out there was the end of my story, but seems it's just the beginning.