Wednesday, 22 January 2014

Meanwhile, on Endor

Even in London, where eye-contact is anathema, people will grin at a fully grown adult wearing half a teddy bear. This makes wearing said ursidae-suit a truly joyful thing, because you will spend the whole day with everyone smiling at you; it's a really lovely way to run errands.
Given that I couldn't even keep a straight face trying to get a shot of my yarn work it can only be expected that the tourist populous laugh at me (for real Londoners, even an Ewok head only qualifies for a raised eyebrow and one-sided lip curl).

Sunday, 12 January 2014


Stoic, inquisitive. Polite, yet unhesitating with a hard stare when needed. Driver of a hard bargain. Eater of marmalade sandwiches. Voiced by Colin Firth, apparently.
Paddington is a paradigm of the english middle-class.
And yet he is an illegal peruvian immigrant.

Here endeth my rant on immigration policy.

Friday, 10 January 2014

Mantra Stitching

Repetitive, calming, not to structured - just sew; when the thread runs out, pick another
This whole project is made with left over scraps - the whole thing is an attempt to embrace serendipity - to craft without structure
It's a laptop case - making my work and study commitments more portable makes them more flexible, and so easier to schedule. Thus we come full circle, back to the minutely planned time-line of my life :D
It's meta, dude.


(The inside and the outside are actually the same colour  (same fabrics) - but the sun hid behind some clouds half way through taking photos. Go figure)

Sunday, 5 January 2014

Thinking Socks

Don't get me wrong, I like hats. They're good for shading skin from sun or keeping ears toasty when it snows. They provide comedy at weddings, and can make an excellent disguise for unruly hair. However, all of these uses imply that you are outdoors and-slash-or in public. Maybe even at some sort of formal gathering.
Some times these circumstances are perfect for thinking (well, not the formal gatherings. Don't mull over gnarly maths problems at funerals, you'll accidentally shout out the answer during the eulogy). Long walks and sitting under trees, for example, provide perfect opportunity for be-hatted philosophising.
However, some thinking needs to be done indoors. Some thinking requires sofas, duvets, a selection of fine cheeses*, wine, maybe even a bit of paper and pen. These situations are incompatible with hat-wearing.
And so, I present to you, thinking socks. Wear with pyjamas, sweaters, and contemplation.

*okay, the cheese might just be me

Saturday, 4 January 2014

A Birdhouse for Peter's Soul

What do you make your friend for christmas when 'your song' together is a weird, smart, happy, dark and basically all-round brilliant 80's alt-rock song written from the point of view of a blue canary shaped nightlight?
An embroidered patchwork sculpture of a birdhouse for that canary to live in, of course.

more pictures here