Saturday, February 27, 2010

Cutting Edge Stencils To The Rescue



So, I finally got the floors in my studio painted. I have this very pretty soft green on the wall. I thought I'd try one shade darker for the floors. Well, little did I know that The high gloss of the floor paint would turn the apple green into a neon safety green. Combined with the walls it makes me really understand the meaning of the word eyesore. It's a very bright room and the effect is sort of like looking directly at the sun with your eyes wide open. My solution is this fabulous reusable stencil from Cutting Edge Stencils on Etsy. It is almost 3 feet wide, so I figure a few of these painted on in a contrasting color will break it up a bit. Of course I kind of have my heart set on orange, so I just might be a glutton for punishment. I'll post photos once I have it completed.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Third st. Hand Crafters





After a long hard day of playing Star Wars, Bionicles, cops and robbers and any other game involving shooting (only the bad guys), I get a strong urge to play with dolls. These are the ones I want to play with. They are made by Third st. Hand Crafters who are from the Halifax area. Click here to check their etsy shop and their blog.

Monday, February 22, 2010

Spring is Coming



I have decided to will spring to come by posting my favourite spring felt hat. I always find that early spring in northern climates is tough for hat lovers. One really wants to ditch the fleece, but straw just doesn't feel right. This is my answer to a persistent hat question. I made this hat from merino wool. It was based on a beautiful vintage straw hat that I have in my collection from the 1920s. Happy Spring! O.K.....soon.

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Some Old Photos







I have been looking at some old photos and found these guys. This was from the days of my amazing show booth that Tony made for me. When he was building it he said that it would be a success if I could set it up by myself. Ultimately he called it one of the biggest failures of his life. It was so gorgeous and I miss it, but poor Tony ended up coming to every show with me. I think he eventually took a sledge hammer to it. These photos are about nine years old, hence the brown hair and lack of worry lines.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

My dance With the Sander




I am finally making a useful citizen of myself. Tony pointed out to me that if I didn't spend several hours a day on flickr and etsy and looking at blogs that I might actually have a little time to help out at the house. O.K. guilty as charged. So for the past few days I have been at our new house trying to get it done so that we can move in next month. Some of you may have heard something about moving in in January, but that was a distant dream. I finished painting my studio and today I sanded the floors so that I can begin to paint them. Tony gave the choice of two electric sanders. The first one was small and sweet and made a noise similar to a compact car. The second of the sanders was bigger, uglier, and made the noise of a large steam ship. It also hooked up to the shop vac which makes a roar of its own. I tried to use the more powerful of the two because I didn't want to look like a girl. Let's just say I got taken for a bit of a ride. the darn thing goes in circles and I looked a bit like an out of control hula dancer being flung about the room. Determined to not let the monster get the better of me I tightened my grip, but the vibrations going through my left arm and through my body were threatening to fling my teeth out of my mouth. After about ten minutes I cried , "Uncle, I'm a girl, it's true!" I turned the beast off and settled on my little compact friend. It took a bit longer, but it was way more fun. Every once in a while this mysterious caulking would become dislodged from the cracks between the floor boards. A pinkish color caught my eye. I unraveled the paper and this is what I found. the comic was dated 1949. Who knows what I'll find tomorrow.

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Happy Valentines Day



Here's to the loves of my life. Hope I can take this picture again in 5 years.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Thanks to Art of The Moment




Just wanted to say thanks to Amy from Art of The Moment in New Brunswick for doing a feature on me on her blog. Seems that the Maritimes is just flooded with talent. Check out her beautiful blog by clicking on her tree frog key chain. Also just listed another summer linen cloche on etsy. Summer really is coming, you know.

Monday, February 8, 2010

The Overrated Letter L



My son, Dusty, was born articulate. Honestly, I'm not being an insufferably proud mom or if I am it's still true. He's a little fat head. He can't help himself he's the five year old village elder. He loves language and therefore tries to make his sentences as long and winded as possible. The more syllables a word has the more excited he becomes. I'm not sure whether this is cruel or not, but I have made a point of not correcting his pronunciation or when he uses a word incorrectly. Every L would come out as a W and more often than not Tony and I just started pronouncing our L's like W's as well, for the sake of family solidarity. With two of his best friends being Lilly and Wiley it was really amusing. Listening to Dusty talk was like hearing Elmer Fudd expwain the theowy of wewativity. Slowly I noticed that Dusty was becoming aware of his little speech impediment. I overheard him explaining to both Lilly and Wiley that he has trouble with his L's and that is why he doesn't say their names pwopewy. So, about a week ago Dusty looked up from watching some brain eating Zombie on Scooby Doo, paused the DVD and announced that he can now say the letter L. He took his sweet time, put his tongue to the roof of his mouth and said LLLego....LLLLLillly........LLLLolllipop. Tony and I smiled and told him how proud we were of him. He unpaused the DVD and when we were sure he was back in the land of Scooby we put our heads down on the kitchen table and cried. Who would do this to our child? Of course, we later learned that one of his teachers had taught him and I suppose that is what teachers are supposed to do. Dusty may have been ready, but we weren't. I am proud at his determintion. He is just going at those L's with gusto. Nothing can stop him now. Every once in a while he gets tired and falls back into his W ways. I cherish those sentences, knowing that progress can't be stopped.

Friday, February 5, 2010

A slightly different angle


Well, now I'm really having fun with the camera. Thought I'd experiment with some unlikely views of a hat. This is a straw fedora that I originally made for my friend, Andrea. I just completed another one for Beauchapeau Hat Shop in Niagara on The Lake and have decided to offer it in my etsy shop. I always loved that striped gros grain that you find on vintage boater hats, but it's hard to find, so I made my own by sewing two different gros grain ribbons together.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

It Never Gets Old


Yesterday this guy was right outside my window. Yes, I do spend a lot of time staring out the window. By the time I got my camera he was a little further away. I know , deer are everywhere and they are a menace to all backyard vegetation, but I can't help it I think they are majestic and every time I see one it feels like I've spotted a rare wild animal.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Nova Scotia Sunrise


It's cold and beautiful out there. Here's what I got to look at out my kitchen window this morning.