Tuesday, December 7, 2010

the not so lovely

Today we witnessed something truly and utterly disturbing. It was something that I have witnessed before, but had wished my children to be sheltered from forever. 

How does one explain domestic violence to a six and a three year old?

Just up the road from our school, while buckling my kids into the car,  a young boy, about 12, was involved in a horrendous and violent argument with his much older sister.

Every fibre of my body was torn, and that sick feeling of uselessness is still nestled deep in the pit of my stomach. I so wanted to help this boy, who was sobbing through obscenities. His adolescent frame was hunched on the ground, cowering over his fallen bike. 

I wanted to help him, but I could not move. For moving left my own children vulnerable. I buckled them in, closed the doors and watched, making sure that my presence was felt and that it would somehow curb the fury.

The police arrived, but the boy had become extremely aggressive. He was filled with the rage of a grown man. His young face distorted, his muscles tense, hands clenched. 

How does a child come to know that kind of rage?

The boy was running up and down the road, two policemen fencing him in while another came to take my details. I told him that I had not seen the argument start, but the boy had taken a 'flogging.'

The mans response stunned me.

'I doubt the boy is blameless,' he said. 'He's known to us.'

What does that mean exactly? That he has made some mistakes and deserves to be beaten? That he is somehow responsible for his actions, or reactions, even though he doesn't yet have the capacity to think as an adult?

While giving my details the boys parents arrived. His mother stepped from the beaten up car and started screaming words that have no place in any language.

And while hearing these words flying between mother and son, and father and sister, all that was left for me to hear was the resounding story that was left floating in the spaces between.

Tonight I feel so, so, sad. Somewhere in my little town is a boy who has had his life stolen. Had his choices peeled from around him, by the people who are supposed to love him and nurture him.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

steiner v's state

Well, it seems as though we have decided to take our son out of state school and enrol him into class one at the local Steiner school. 

Even though I know this is the right decision, I feel like such a traitor. His current school is such a lovely little school, he has some lovely friends, and I have made  some lovely friends, but in the end, it is what it is, and it isn't right for Daniel.

Then I think, I should stay and try to make a difference, to support the school and contribute to change. But when is that going to happen? I can't see it happening in the short term, when it is important for my children.

When will our leaders realise that our children are children, and stop treating them like little adults. Stop pushing academia on them. Let them learn at their own pace, and stop pressuring teachers into an unrealistic and unproductive curriculum. 

The change has to come from a national level. It seems to me that there is only so much one individual can change at a local level.

my creative space

It's that time of year again...

when I convince myself that even though I have struggled to do anything crafty all year, now I will miraculously be able to make all our christmas gifts.

So I have embarked on that journey, as mad and overwhelming as that may be, because in the end, even after all the late nights, it is so nice to give someone something you have made, with love.

The kids are in on the project to, although they seem to be lacking in enthusiasm already.

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Thanks to Roald Dahl's 'Georges Marvelous Medicine' my children are into mixing up all sorts of wonderful potions. I am terrified they will get to it and mix something dreadful while I am not looking, and then drink it, in hope of growing out through the roof of the house. Thanks Mr Dahl!

Friday, October 1, 2010


What is it about builders? I was warned and I didn't believe. They all told me, "watch out, they won't do what you want. They will do it their own way." But we talked to our builder. He seemed great. He was happy to do all the little things I wanted. Happy to use low VOC glue and recycled wood. Happy to follow the Specs. That's what he said.

But he didn't. He hasn't. None of the Tradie's have! They have all just gone off and done their own thing, and now are pissed off at me because I am making them do it again. If they had just done their job in the first place, it all would have been OK.

Oh what a naive fool am I.

Friday, September 17, 2010

my creative space

Who knew renovating could be so stressfull? OK. Everyone does! But honestly, I didn't excpect myself to be having anxiety attacks over light fittings.
Turns out I have very expensive taste and I guess that is what my anxiety attacks are really about. I'm not good at making decisions that are reasonably permanent and cost lots. I'm good at the easily changeable, cheap, op shop kind.

Of course it doesn't' help that I have two very distinct sides to my taste palette. There is the more eclectic, just a bit messy and chaotic side, which likes loud clashing colours, crazy mosaics and granny rugs. This is in competition with the super clean lined, minimalistic, neutral coloured designer in me.

So how then do I make the two huge enamelled green industrial shades I have work with the sleek brushed silver wall lights I have just ordered. I'm just going to throw it all in the pot and stir, so stay tuned! 

All in all it's all going well, perhaps a little slower than expected. It is extremely exciting to see it all taking shape.

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Saturday, September 4, 2010

my creative space

It's been a while since I've been here. During the craziness of trying to renovate in the wettest winter in years, children, writing a novel and life in general, the blog has slipped down the list of proirities. Actually, I need to write that list out soon and reorganise it. I suspect these are a few other things that could be bumped to the bottom, or removed altogether, like perhaps house work or picking up after other people.

My little girl turned three in August, and after much deliberation about what to giver her, with one week to go, and in a completely delusional state, I decided to make her a Steiner style doll. And I did it too!

I decided to make it with the kids, instead of keeping it a surprise, and I was amazed at how much they enjoyed the process. Eloise has an extra little bit of love for this doll, knowing that she had taken part in her conception. 

We are pretty proud of how Dolly turned out. She is made out of my old white nightie, dyed in tea - with some spices to give her a lovely aroma. The wool stuffing I had lurking in a box in a dark corner, under some other 'stuff', and the hair I had left over from a crochet project. We made up the pattern as we went along with thanks to many websites on the subject. I'll list them soon, for those who might be interested. The lovely dress was found in the local op shop, knitted by someone with love.

This was another project that I started a while ago. The green apple pants by 'mer-made-it' had been grown out of and I couldn't bear to let them go. So, out came the scissors and the needle. The waist was let out and then I crocheted some extra length on the bottom. 

The hilarious thing is that it got put aside for a little while. I did a few stitches here and there, and then it waited for me to sew the ends in. In the meantime Eloise grew, and she grew and she grew, and the pants only just come half way down her shins. She wil still get another spring out of them though. 

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Thursday, July 1, 2010

my creative space

As with many of you out there, we are experiencing a very wet and cold winter school holidays, so all my creative stuff at the moment is centred around the kids. We have been having such a lovely time. We did some very unsuccessful, but fun, wet wool felting, box creations, photography, drawing and yesterday we turned the kitchen into a potters paradise. Seriously, I think it is the messiest the kitchen has been for a long time and that is a serious statement.

 I had forgotten just how wonderful it is to play with clay. We did some really great faces and tomorrow, hopefully we will decorate them.

Daniel my 6 year old loves the camera and I think he has quite the eye. These are not just random. Every single shot he did had great composition - some a little blurry, but then so are most of my shots these days. It's hard work taking shots quickly when you hate using the flash! I do quite like blurry photos as well though. They really do seem to catch the essence of my life much more than sharp photos do.

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Thursday, June 24, 2010

my creative space

I have this very lovely wool from the very lovely Bendigo Woollen Mills. Hmm, what to do with it?
I was thinking that I might have a go at a crochet version of Leonie's wrap, but my bust is significantly larger than her pattern, so I am wondering if I will have enough wool. Perhaps I will just keep taking more lovely photo's of it instead.

Orange is just so wonderful and warm and sunny, don't you think?

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Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Friday, June 18, 2010

My Creative Place

This week I finally finished my little blue hat and I am so so pleased with the result. It is perhaps a little bigger than I envisaged, but at least it is not too small. This was such an easy pattern, I think there will be many more of these hats to come. And I loved how the little swirl worked on the side, my own personal touch.

I am not quite so pleased with this second hat. I'm usually pretty good at 'winging it' with my projects, but this one just doesn't seem to have come together. You see, I ran out of pink cotton, and of course it is a discontinued colour, so I thought I would just make it a bit stripy, a bit different. But I don't know. What do you think? It's all a little bit surfie for me. Fine for my teenage niece perhaps, but somehow a little wrong for a teeny weeny baby.

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Thursday, June 10, 2010

My Creative Space

I love babies. My own babies and my friends babies. Only after having children of my own did I discover the magic of these tiny bundles of joy. Before children I was completely unaware of what snuggly beautiful innocence they represent. I couldn't understand it in the slightest. Little kids, sure they were cute, liked them. Babies, well I didn't get it. Thankfully I do now.

Having re-learnt the craft of crochet after my babies have grown into little people, I now relish in the opportunity to crochet for other peoples babies.

One of my very lovely friends has just been blessed with twins. Oh dear. At least it's double the love as well, and double the crochet.

Of course this is what I should be doing! Does anyone else live like this? Or is it just me. Everyone else out here seems to be prolific in their crafting, and have time to set up beautiful photo's, and seem to do lots of wonderful things with their kids as well.

On another note, here is our other creative project. Looking like it's not going to meet our September deadline. Oh well.

Eloise and I are feeling a little sad today, because it appears we have lost her (and mine) favourite dress. It was so bright and lovely, and warm. I'll have to try and make another one, but it will never be the same.

It appears that I am as erratic as ever today. Just love this lovely, blurry, wintery photo.

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Thursday, May 13, 2010

My Creative Space

This week is all about refilling the well. After a bit of a reading hiatus due in no small part to raising two small children, I have suddenly rediscovered the joy, and lets face it plain addiction of reading. I have of course been reading little bits and pieces, short stories (thanks Cate Kennedy) and the like, but there is nothing like sinking your teeth into a good juicy bit of fiction. One that drags you away from the mundane, and lets you convince yourself that it is OK not to do the dishes just now, or that 1/2 an hour before school pickup isn't enough time to do anything else but read. So needless to say this new found addiction is probably going to play havoc in my already overwhelmingly messy house.

This year is also supposed to be one full of writing for me. I enrolled myself in a year long writing course in a bid to get myself motivated to finish a novel that I started writing before the kids came along. Of course, I feel too guilty to dedicate my little free time to it, so it is happening very slowly and homework will be happening well into the night, the night before, something which I am quite a master at.

On quite a different note, how lucky was I to find this lovely stash of fabric and sheets at the local op shop. The whole lot costing a whopping $4. I love the purple daisy fabric. My little girl is going to be very well dressed next spring!

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Tuesday, May 11, 2010

special places

There are some places that speak to me softly, fill my stomach with funny little butterflies, make me feel warm and comfortable like home, and fill me with inspiration. This is one of those places. I feel so connected when I am here, so content, even if it is only for fleeting moments. Looking at these photos makes me remember that there is beauty and inspiration all around. Now I just need time to indulge the creative urge.

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Happy Mothers Day

This is my lovely family. My little girl, my bigger boy and my biggest boy on a sunny morning, on my parents farm at Easter. The farm where I grew up and always thought I would live forever. I think a part of me will always live there forever.

There is something I love about the bright blurry overexposure of this photo. How the light invites my family into the garden like they are some kind of garden fairies. The leaves of the windflowers kind of disappear into each other, dancing in the sunshine, melting in the sunshine. And the greeny greenness of it all.

Lucky me to have this at my finger tips.

Have a lovely weekend.

Friday, April 23, 2010

My Creative Space

This week I have been frantically trying to finish crocheting some baby shoes for a friends baby due last Friday, and I am proud to announce that they are finished! (Still waiting for the baby) This is somewhat of an overwhelming experience for me. Having actually finished a project is an amazing feat, but to have finished it before I actually need to is just unheard of. No last minute all-nighter for me this time. Although, I do wonder if perhaps she would prefer a different colour...

I am also pondering the idea of a matching beanie, and am currently dreaming up the pattern in my head. Perhaps I'll manage that all-nighter after all.

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Thursday, April 22, 2010

I'm very excited today. Last night I finished a baby shoe that I started a few weeks ago. Things never happen quickly in my house. The most exciting thing is that it worked! This is my first attempt at following crochet pattern. Admittedly I did free style it a bit when I my number of stitches didn't match the instructions, but ultimately it worked. Strangely it was the footbed that had me the most stumped. I don't know how many times I unravelled it. Then I realised that the pattern was from the US. DOH! Once I figured that out, I was away.

All I need to do now is finish the second shoe. Given the baby was due on Friday, I'd better get a wriggle on.
The pattern was 'Baby Mary Jane Skimmers' from http://hookcandy.com

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Well, it has finally started. Our little house project that has been in the process for three or so years has finally taken on a life of it's own. Hooray.

This is the before shot. Take a moment to admire the 'aerodynamic' clothes line, which has had one to many kids swinging on it in the past.

We now have blue lines on the dirt to show us where the new part will be built. It looks so big, but I know it's not really enormous. It will be just perfect.

And once it's done I can't wait to get my veggie patch growing again.

Friday, March 26, 2010

OK, so I've been a little slow of the mark, but better late than never. Since I have had children 'better late than never' should be the slogan of my life. Unfortunately though, due to circumstances not entirely of my making, I sometimes slide nicely into that 'never' category. Working on that.

So what's this blog to be about. I'm not sure that I am entirely sure yet. Reading other peoples blogs has inspired me so much and shown me that there is an amazing community of artistic people out there. I want to be a part of all that. I want to share my ideas with other people who are interested, and share great things that I find. Pictures, music, whatever.

Way back in November I bought myself a little birthday pressie, as everyone should. It was a lovely little book called 'Meet Me at Mikes'. Since then I have been excitedly browsing blogs and creating things of my own. Below is my first sewing project for a long time...

I made these nifty cones for Christmas presents. They looked fabulous filled with chocolates hanging on the tree.

Anyway, there is more to come soon.

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