Before I get into the meat of this one, I'm just going to take a line to say Holy Crab-sprinkles! This is my 300th post!
OK, now that I'm done being stunned by the amount of time that has passed and the fact that I haven't been distracted by something shiny and wandered away, back to it!
I've been trying my hand at the arts and crafts over the last few years.
My most ambitious project so far was that I made a Deddy-Bear* for one of my friends for her 30th Birthday.
And of course it was my first project. I went from 'nothing' to 'super ambitious project made out of difficult to sew fabric'.
Luckily I have an incredibly crafty aunt who took me step by step through the process.
I - of course - forgot to take any pictures of it before I gave it to my friend but I've got another one 90% done that I've made for myself so I'll post a picture sometime this year hopefully**.
It looks a bit like this lovely bear by moonwing-pamela on deviantART but different as we put together the pattern ourselves and used shaggier fur.
I've started knitting, successfully produced a big-ass scarf...
...I cast on too many stitches because I didn't know how wide it would make it and then I had to make it long to balance it out... But look, if you wear it like this it is normal sized and extra cosy warm...
...and am now making lots of little squares for a snuggly rug.
I've learned how to crochet and have a tentative little learner's scarf on the go and probably some more little squares for a different kind of rug coming up sometime soon.
My new thing that I'm planning to throw myself into is trying to make a quilt.
And I've decided that the first one will be for my friend Awesome's baby - who is now somehow two months old! - who I'm sure will dribble and widdle all over it.
And this is the material I've chosen.
So friggin' excited!
And I am totally making one of these for myself!
And I have bought enough material to make probably a tonne of these because I didn't know how much I needed and erred on the side of super caution.
As you might be able to make out I have seven prints so some of them will go into the quilt design and some of them will probably become bags, maybe for holding quilts.
Very Hungry Caterpillar quilts for everyone!
Of course I haven't started yet, have no idea how long the process will take me and how often I'll be able to spend time with my crafty aunt and how much I'll be able to manage without her guidance but man am I excited.
*Toki's teddy bear from the TV series Metalocalypse
**It depends on getting time with my aunt and her heavy-duty sewing machine.
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Sunday, 16 September 2012
Sunday, 10 October 2010
European Masters Exhibition
Well, I made it!
I left it until the last week of the exhibition but I made it to the European Masters at the National Gallery of Victoria!
And it was glorious [exclamation mark]
My Dad got a little excited and hired the audio tour for us all so he, Mum and I got to toddle around in a broken out-of-sync flow with all the other audio tourists listening to William McInnes murmuring soothing things about the lives of the artists, various artistic movements and historical events.
William McInnes did a very good job and I hardly spent any of the time thinking about him with his shirt off at all.
I am one of the most annoying people to go to galleries with because I go into little staring coma-like reveries and can stay on my feet long after other people would have opted for amputation or at least sitting down but luckily the trait is inherited and my parents survived intact.
Here's a little sample of my favourites from the exhibition, though of course they don't do the real paintings any justice.
Two other paintings worth mentioning were Eugenie Bandell's beautiful 'Japanese Dolls with Apples' (I couldn't find a copy but it was a lovely thing, all vibrant but soft colours, lots of angles blended together) and Fernand Khnopff's 'The Gamekeeper' which you can see here.
I left it until the last week of the exhibition but I made it to the European Masters at the National Gallery of Victoria!
And it was glorious [exclamation mark]
My Dad got a little excited and hired the audio tour for us all so he, Mum and I got to toddle around in a broken out-of-sync flow with all the other audio tourists listening to William McInnes murmuring soothing things about the lives of the artists, various artistic movements and historical events.
William McInnes did a very good job and I hardly spent any of the time thinking about him with his shirt off at all.
I am one of the most annoying people to go to galleries with because I go into little staring coma-like reveries and can stay on my feet long after other people would have opted for amputation or at least sitting down but luckily the trait is inherited and my parents survived intact.
Here's a little sample of my favourites from the exhibition, though of course they don't do the real paintings any justice.
Two other paintings worth mentioning were Eugenie Bandell's beautiful 'Japanese Dolls with Apples' (I couldn't find a copy but it was a lovely thing, all vibrant but soft colours, lots of angles blended together) and Fernand Khnopff's 'The Gamekeeper' which you can see here.
Sunday, 8 August 2010
A Den of Ink and Long Island Ice Tea
My memory is terrible.
I can't remember how I heard about Molly Crabapple, her art, her wish to make figure drawing more accessible and enjoyable and less intimidating but I certainly won't be forgetting the first session of Dr Sketchy's that I attended.
Dr Sketchy's is an Anti-Art School. Not anti-art but anti-'art school'.
It poo poos the idea that to be good at art you have to have spent years before the easel man-and-boy or that you should feel anything less than joy when creating at whatever level you can.
Dr Sketchy's is a figure drawing session with a significant difference.
All the models are burlesque and/or circus performers.
And they are fabulous.
All you need to attend Dr Sketchy's is enough in your pocket to cover the modest entry fee, something to draw on and something to draw with.
The music is light and quirky, the costumes are divine, the drinks are plentiful and the mood is fantastic.
It's like attending a party where all the other guests are madly trying to capture their fellow revellers' likenesses because they forgot their cameras and nobody minds a jot.
The performers perform as well as pose, the MC has a wicked tongue and the sheer beauty of the tattoos that I've seen would melt your eyeballs out of your head.
Also quite a lot of feathers, satin and shimmering sequined nipple pasties.
I've never had the guts to attend a 'proper' art class, worried that I'd either be completely bewildered if they started too quickly or bored silly if they started too slow* but each session of Dr Sketchy's that I've made it to has been a breeze.
So breezy in fact that the three hours are over before you know it.
You can search for local branches on the website which I would heartily recommend.
They're a warm, welcoming lot, art nerds.
I might have a way to go with my technical skills but I'm certainly going to enjoy the journey!

*Or that I'd laugh if the life model farted. Or that I would have attended school with the life model...
I can't remember how I heard about Molly Crabapple, her art, her wish to make figure drawing more accessible and enjoyable and less intimidating but I certainly won't be forgetting the first session of Dr Sketchy's that I attended.
Dr Sketchy's is an Anti-Art School. Not anti-art but anti-'art school'.
It poo poos the idea that to be good at art you have to have spent years before the easel man-and-boy or that you should feel anything less than joy when creating at whatever level you can.
Dr Sketchy's is a figure drawing session with a significant difference.
All the models are burlesque and/or circus performers.
And they are fabulous.
All you need to attend Dr Sketchy's is enough in your pocket to cover the modest entry fee, something to draw on and something to draw with.
The music is light and quirky, the costumes are divine, the drinks are plentiful and the mood is fantastic.
It's like attending a party where all the other guests are madly trying to capture their fellow revellers' likenesses because they forgot their cameras and nobody minds a jot.
The performers perform as well as pose, the MC has a wicked tongue and the sheer beauty of the tattoos that I've seen would melt your eyeballs out of your head.
Also quite a lot of feathers, satin and shimmering sequined nipple pasties.
I've never had the guts to attend a 'proper' art class, worried that I'd either be completely bewildered if they started too quickly or bored silly if they started too slow* but each session of Dr Sketchy's that I've made it to has been a breeze.
So breezy in fact that the three hours are over before you know it.
You can search for local branches on the website which I would heartily recommend.
They're a warm, welcoming lot, art nerds.
I might have a way to go with my technical skills but I'm certainly going to enjoy the journey!

*Or that I'd laugh if the life model farted. Or that I would have attended school with the life model...
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