Wednesday, May 4, 2016

An artwork.

Hi! This is a little nerve-wracking!

Anyways, I've decided to start selling my art. I'll be putting this piece up on instagram this afternoon, but thought I should probably offer it here first.

Original watercolour of a Lotte Figgjo tea cup approximately 17 by 15cm (can be cropped to fit an Ikea Ribba frame with matt). $45. If interested email me at imogeneve (at) gmail.com

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Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Autumn light.



Snippets from a couple of lazy, sunny, holiday afternoons. Osc went back to school today (very happily) and Nora to preschool (with some tears, which just breaks my heart every time).

Also – Iris and Nora feature in this video for a very, very worthwhile indiegogo campaign.

Saturday, April 23, 2016

Pattern Play





Inspired by Evie Barrow (I love her pattern play posts) – I've started making some repeat pattern designs. Feels good to be using some old dormant skills and learning some new ones at the same time. The above lovely messes were based on a black ink 10 in 10 sketch I'd created awhile back (in the blurry noticeboard shot above), transformed in illustrator.

I have a big love for all things textile and textile designs (just look at my pinterest), and I have always loved patterns. I'm seeing possibilities everywhere, which is exciting. There is so much more to learn and I'm itching to get on with it.

Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Springtime in Paris.

So. I'm just back from ten days in Paris. Yep, a crazy impromptu trip, sans children, that I wouldn't have made if it weren't for the encouragement of Rodge. I got to travel with my mum and catch up with my sis, Tess, who has been living there (and hear her speak french, which I think is super cool). This was the first time overseas in five years. First time more than an hours drive away from my kids for a substantial period of time. It was a VERY BIG deal. Because it was a very big deal - here are about an hundred happy snaps.

















1. I woke up super early the first morning and took a stroll around the freezing, almost deserted streets. This is Rue de Bearn looking towards Place des Vosges. 
2. The back of Tesse's head (she walks faster than me, always has) wandering through Jardin de Tuileries.
3. Fell completely in love with all the little white daisies popping up through the grass.
4. Sunshine. Jardin de Tuileries.
5. Egalité. Tess wandering the backstreets of Le Marais arrondissement.
6. Pink forget-me-nots! Who knew such things existed? Giverney.
7 - 10. Exploring Monet's garden. I've always wanted to go. So many bulbs - so unlike anything, ever in Sydney. (That's my mum wandering through the azaleas).
11. Haberdashery heaven.
12. Gorgeous carved pebbles in Musée Picasso. I also loved his torn collage bits.
13. Afternoon tea at Mariage Frères.
14. Blossom in Jardin de Anne Frank.
15. Centre Georges Pompidou. Paul Klee. Love.
16. Marché aux puces de Saint-Ouen.
17 - 18. Tess taking photos on la Promenade Plantée and blossom view from the promenade.
19. Palais Garnier.
20 - 21. Last day in Paris - enjoying the sunlight in Jardin du Luxembourg.

Highlights not pictured –
Palais de Tokyo. Loved it. Especially the current exhibition called Double Je, which was a collaboration between a vast number of artists and artisans to recreate studio spaces as though they were involved in part of a crime novel or murder mystery. Beautiful, dark and fun. (I instagrammed this).

Every other little Jardin we wandered across, often filled with blossoms or bulbs in flower, sometimes sculptures or art. Some had vineyards or orangeries. Walking or sitting on the grass seemed generally forbidden, then one sunny Sunday we wandered out from a metro trip to discover every square inch of grass covered with people soaking up the warmth. Also the Parisian play equipment seemed cooler than our daggy primary coloured Aussie stuff. And most Jardins/parks seemed to have market gardens/veggie patches within them.

Food. Tess made sure we didn't have a bad meal while we were there. Highlights included Ethiopian at Godjo, modern French fusion at Le Petit Marché and Poulette, bento boxes at Juji-ya that included mashed potato and green beans, falafel at Pitzman, the best seaweed salad I've ever had at Sanukiya, Hanks Vegan Burgers and my first ever vegan buffet at Soya. Whew! We certainly ate seriously well.

Riding the Metro. Every station was different - different fonts and chairs and mosaics and ads.

Wednesday, March 23, 2016

'Iris glided down to earth along her many-coloured bow'

A little ceramic rainbow. Made by me, for Iris, because she is swift-footed, golden winged and brilliant at communicating, just like her namesake the rainbow goddess.

*title from Ovid's metamorphoses

Friday, March 18, 2016

A slow-stitched envelope



I've shown you unfinished photos of this project before. Well, now, many moons later, it is finished. A kantha-inspired envelope, currently housing my kindle - although it may be gifted to my dad at some stage (as originally intended). I may also make a ceramic bead or button for the latch, but it doesn't feel necessary - and may even detract from its current lovely softness.

And below - pinned to my noticeboard, the original envelope, which I completed (in a quick couple of hours) at one of Alex Falkiner's inspiring workshops.

Hope everyone has a magical weekend.

Monday, March 14, 2016

Bilpin + Mt Tomah











We wandered up the mountains yesterday and everything was so magical.

When I reviewed the photos I took, I knew immediately I wanted to share them here. So here I am, back again, after my dramatic declaration, only a few days ago that I would be blogging no longer. I began blogging without an audience - and with no idea about the blogging community out there, so just because all the fanfare has died down, doesn't really mean I should quit. It really is a personal diary of sorts. Just a public personal one. Taking Georgina's advice, I'll just blog when I feel like it (which is what I do anyway), maybe aiming for once a month or so ... more or less! Maybe sometimes only a couple of times a year.

Anyways, we went apple picking at Pine Crest Orchard, where we filled our baskets with jonathons (which as they don't survive well in cold storage, you are unlikely to find in your supermarket anymore) and quinces. We arrived early - not too long after it opened and by the time we left, round 11ish, the place was packed. So if you head up, then definitely get there early. Afterwards we went straight to the Botanic Gardens for a picnic and an explore. So much wonder and love for those gardens, AMAZING! I'll definitely head back come spring to see all the bulbs.

ps in photo two that's Iris with my mum. In the photo with The Bower, Nora and Iris are pictured with their bisabuela, who they call sisa.