Very pretty Japanese paper wind mills
Wednesday, 4 March 2009
Tuesday, 3 March 2009
Grandad-Blazer
How funny I have a blazer just like this it belonged to Grandad, it was his University Blazer, amusingly it was selling for £450
Shirt-em-names-front
This embroidered shirt full of end of school signitures was really fun and cool
Monday, 2 March 2009
Bombay Bazar -Ginger Tea and Table
Images from one of my favourite cafes in Tokyo, love the ditsy floral napkins and the quirky curiousity table, that looked like it was telling a story almost like a little memory capsule. The sweet ginger tea is pretty good too!
Saturday, 17 January 2009
Re-cycled Christmas Decorations -December 2008
We had fun making Re-cycled Christmas decorations for our Ski Appartment in the Alps. Hayley instigated it' amusing how much fun we managed to have with our packaging. I particularly enjoyed creating Rudolf!Sunday, 14 December 2008
Life's Story September 2008
My sister Emma is the real poet of the family, but every now and again writing the occasional poem helps me to make sense of my world and where I am at.
Life’s Story
For all us each new day,
Our story lays untold,
Life’s journey incomplete waiting to unfold.
Even when our path looks planned and clear,
Often it is just an illusion that we hold dear.
As life’s events come to pass,
Our mental projections of the future,
Are like staring into the fortune tellers ball of glass.
We hold on to these visions of security,
To help us through life’s uncertainty.
The challenge to us all,
Living on this spinning ball,
Is to embrace our individual fate,
And listen for it to call.
Life’s Story
For all us each new day,
Our story lays untold,
Life’s journey incomplete waiting to unfold.
Even when our path looks planned and clear,
Often it is just an illusion that we hold dear.
As life’s events come to pass,
Our mental projections of the future,
Are like staring into the fortune tellers ball of glass.
We hold on to these visions of security,
To help us through life’s uncertainty.
The challenge to us all,
Living on this spinning ball,
Is to embrace our individual fate,
And listen for it to call.
Pillow Orchids August 2008
My blog posts have been few and far apart this year. Largely due to going back into full time employment last May. It has been a busy 8 months, and writing my blog has not featured high on my lists of priorities. I have still been contributing when I can to my personal sketch book, so thanks to my sister Emma's persistent nagging (done in the best possible way of course) I thought I would share some of my personal doodles with you.As part of my new employment I am privileged to travel in and out of India, each night at the Claridge's in New Delhi as well as turning the bed down a single orchid was placed on the pillow. They were lovely and I enjoyed drawing them in my few quiet moments.
Saturday, 6 December 2008
My Wedding Dress March 2008
Unlike the dress that I made for Gail my Wedding dress was thrown together the week before we left for Canada. The shift dress on the left was purchased from Toast on Westborne Grove in London. This simple natural linen shift formed the foundation of my outfit. The antique lace and beading on the right were collected from Portobello Market.
I then experimented with draping the lace over the shift dress until I had got the shape that I wanted, from that I cut a pattern for a simple lace tunic to sit on top of the Linen shift .
The finished lace shift complete with mock Canadian tracker boots from Fat Face.
Curls and flowers going into my hair.
My Bouquet of roses and orchids
The final outfit complete with my Granny's fur stole, kindly sent by my Aunt who lives in Canada to our hotel.
Beautiful flowers sent by my family to our hotel. Along with Champagne sent by close friends
Snowboarding Honeymoon!
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