Sunday, August 8, 2010

To Knit or not to Knit that is the Question!



This year I have rediscovered hand knitting and my blog!

Many moons ago when I was a little un..I won a place at the Ekka (Brisbane slang for The Easter Show) for knitting a pair of primitive looking bed slippers.

I am a fairly good knitter, tension is great and don't really do many slip ups.
But my technical ability does not really extend past knitting squares! (still gotta watch my RSI and carpal at times).

So I'm happy to say I've completed my first project by knitting a merino wool scarf for my loved one, Alf.

It's very masculine in colour & design & used mostly yarns sourced online.

Alf, I must say is digging it, after all this has been such a cold dragging winter for us Sydneysiders!

Knitting I have discovered has a huge almost overwhelming subculture and is a big cottage business. I'm trying to support Eco yarns and the Australian Wool Industry as much as my little needles can do!

I hope to make some cable little shorts just like those Miu Miu/Prada one day!
But settling into my next project of a doggie coat for now!

Saturday, November 14, 2009

the big Mafia mob arrested...



there's a side story to this lino cut. Whilst I was managing the MARNI store in Double Bay, despite living awfully far away esp by public transport. I use to wait and catch the ferry for special occasions when I wanted to breath in the sea breeze and admire passing the "coat hanger" and the architectural wonder of the Opera House. As I sat waiting I pulled out my lino cut and started "cutting". An older gentleman with black thick rimmed glasses and white hair sat near me. Curiosity got the better of him and he inquired about my lino-cut. We ended up talking for an hour about all things Art, Music and living in the swinging 60's in Paris and London. It was one of those rare occasions where you connect with someone. This chaps name was Donald Fish who just happens to be one of ours finest Illustrators. I hope that I send my print to him in thanks of our inspiring conversation that night.