Poppalina

Mosaic Monday

1. twigs, 2. IMG_5933, 3. anzacs birds eye view, 4. Lovely embroidered felt trim, 5. applique: wandering pansy tree, 6. Rendas, 7. french knot work, 8. From A Long Line Of Buttons, 9. Inside, 10. 照片 281, 11. Sampler, 12. eye candy - threads, 13. garlic, 14. P1260286, 15. I have a bit of a sweet tooth, 16. Tajikistan, 17. sketchbook april 21 07, 18. New Baby Bear, 19. lady in the wind2, 20. found object, 21. First Bug - by the garden door, 22. espresso brownie, 23. Sherbert Suprise, 24. Mum's cosy quilt, 25. Crochet Rag Rug Detail

Saved From Certain Death

A sample of our Raid on Gillian, as promised. There was much more, of course, but the photography would have taken all day.

A ruffled, plastic hat. It looks like a bathing cap. But isn't:

Twin prints, for Mym. Remember these? Are they 60s or 50s? Judi? Anybody? I can't remember.

Stackable plastic cups. Everybody needs these, right? Mym thought so.

A beautiful wooden pot. I love this.

Royal Doulton pansies. When it comes to china, I am my mother's daughter. I flip everything upside down and check the stamp first.

Another pot. I took this because it embodies Gill's exquisite sense of colour, and as such can only fully be appreciated by me, who's known her forever.

And last but not least, a Balinese Buddha. Everyone should have a buddha, especially one from a country that's almost exclusively Hindu.

 

Pretty chilled, isn't he?

Speaking of which, I really should go and do some yoga.

Later.

Vessel Wednesday: The Riddle of the Sphinx

A friend phones you one Anzac Day afternoon, to tell you that:

She has ejected ginormous quantities of her Valued Possessions onto her lawn,

and,

A dealer will be around any minute to take it all away,

and,

Would we like to drop by and check it out before he came?

...

Do you:

Continue on with coffee and newspaper, laconically finishing today's Target,

or,

Quickly change your underwear, brush your teeth, then drive like the wind to the other side of town,

or,

Forgetting undies and teeth, you swan-dive from the kitchen table to the car, collecting keys and tobacco mid-air, and running amber lights all the way.

That poor dealer. How disappointed he looked. He didn't stand a chance.

More photos soon.

Promises

There is no greater fraud,

Than a promise not kept.

Gaelic Proverb

Regarding Carson's post on the convalescence of her dog, Scout, (may she recover speedily), we were just talking about the lengths to which people will go to make their pets happy and comfortable.

There are, of course, limits. If you allow a 50kg dog on your bed, chances are you're never going to get him off, and will be sleeping in a hairball for the rest of your life.

As the 12 YO recently discovered.

I also dislike pets on the couch. But recently, in a fit of empathy, I promised joybucket that I would grant my dog permanent couch access, in homage to her dog, Kurgan, who had departed for that Big Leash-Free Zone In The Sky.

Angel now occupies our (very limited) couch space in a decidedly proprietary manner. And displays a profound and abiding comprehension of said pledge, looking both self-righteous and hurt if I so much as think about telling him to shift that big, white, hairy bum of his so that someone else can sit, too.

Not bad for a Big Stupid.

And I still can't believe that I let this happen.

Lucky, lucky for Angel, promises are held sacred at Chez Poppalina, and so couch access will, albeit grudgingly, continue.

But must he be so fucking smug?

Mosaic Monday

Actually on a Monday.

1. Ask Purl Bee: Linen Patchwork, 2. Untitled, 3. flags at the house, 4. turned boat with page, 5. dead ladies, 6. Open1, 7. Raggety Bear, 8. pin, 9. another old version of Barmaley..., 10. lemonbuttons, 11. this is not how we live, 12. persimmons, 2005, 13. Closeup of Peony, 14. ,, 15. Stevenschurch, 16. Untitled, 17. klimt organica (detail 4), 18. Fatima & Mushtaq - Tear of Love, 19. Cat men, 20. big viking - little viking, 21. Untitled, 22. Timber Buttons, 23. Tea time, 24. rodilha alfineteira, 25. ()

Eternity

I'm am now firmly convinced that the quilting is never going to end.

And if I, ever again, propose sewing such a vast distance in metallics,

Somebody,

Lock me up.

Indefinitely.

Mosaic Friday

Mosaic Friday, originally uploaded by poppalina.

1. streetart 6, 2. Adolf's chest of drawers, 3. Flores do meu jardim ( Varanda ), 4. Spaces, 5. ducknesteggs.jpg, 6. Dasha34, 7. Androgenous Angel, 8. Faces, 9. the chicken coop, 10. Shopper's dress, hanger, 11. Untitled, 12. Soft Blocks, 13. Canal Coffee, 14. 239, 15. dolls, 16. Pink me!, 17. In Memoriam for Virginia, 18. unpainted head, 19. Jammu (North India), 20. Eyes, 21. meio rei meio ator, 22. Crochet Bracelet, 23. tuesday..., 24. Silo, 25. Windows Created with fd's Flickr Toys.

Aurora Silk

A sudden plethora of lace-weight yarn in the blogosphere has prompted me to post my own.

Behold. Aurora 2 ply lace-weight 100% silk:

And no, I'm not being sponsored to sing the praises of the OM-chanting, peace-loving, environmentally-friendly Aurora, but I am open to suggestions. This yarn is just beautiful. You can feel the love.

I've been working on this particular epic for, um, about 2 years. I started it just before I moved house as a way of having something to do with my hands once I'd packed up the studio. The thought of not being able to access my myriad half-finished projects filled me with unspeakable panic.

And I carry it everywhere, because it wraps up small enough to fit in my (ever-ready Capricornian-sized) handbag, in the unforseeable event that the car breaks down (unlikely, these days, but used to be a regular occurrence), I get trapped in a tedious social situation (considerably more likely), or, God forbid, find myself somewhere that I am NOT ALLOWED TO SMOKE (very likely, indeed).

I suppose it's a wrap, of sorts. I've never really stopped to consider what I'm going to use it for, though I confess I have always imagined a baby swaddled in it, it's so soft and beautiful against the skin, and still has that gummy smell of raw silk, which reminds me of babies anyway.

The last time I made something like this was in 1993. I was in Greece, where every old yaya I encountered insisted I must be pregnant, because I was crocheting a baby blanket. I knew, (immaculate conception notwithstanding), that I wasn't pregnant at all, and didn't think for a minute that I was crocheting a baby blanket. I just thought they were all completely mad.

And then, unexpectedly, I found myself home in Melbourne, 6 weeks later.

And bugger me if I didn't get knocked up. Pronto.

Witches. The lot of them.

Of course, these days, being on the Dirty Harry side of 40, and about as likely to partner again as to vote for John Howard in the next Federal Election, any further pregnancies could be considered an extremely low order of probability.

So, perhaps I'll just pop this one in the tallboy and wait for Mym to take a trip to Greece when she's older.

Download pattern here.

Mosaic Saturday

1. Wooden Portuguese Handmade Doll, 2. Wooden Portuguese Handmade Doll, 3. 31, 4. December 6th, 1990, 5. In Adolf's kitchen, 6. Lemons in a vintage plate, 7. Taste- Strategic Hotel, 8. Levy Gallery - kerri rosenstein, 9. Roy, 10. WE CAN´T CHANGE WHAT´S UGGLY BUT WE CAM TRANSFORM IT, 11. white jug, 12. easter egg tree 2007, 13. crochet scarf, 14. At Least, 15. My Lost Faith, 16. Fruit Loop, 17. On the Road Manuscript, #1, 18. full of vitality, 19. Strike a Pose, 20. Oakland Station 0047, 21. You've Got Mail!, 22. Eggs-tra Special for You, Happy Easter!, 23. Margarita Cupcake, 24. Wall Art, 25. IMG_4604

1. sketchbook 08 04 07, 2. baby where are you, 3. Evergreen, 4. Feel Better, 5. Flocka2s close up pair, 6. wheelbarrow, 7. Dying, 8. WAWAYAmermaid#8, 9. Jesus, 10. touching the sky..., 11. swirl ..., 12. Baby Bird, 13. Vessel Wednesday, 14. Offering, 15. Good Friday, 16. Doorway in Baltimore, West Cork, 17. Number 16, 18. DO NOT PARK HERE, 19. Servietta, 20. as heaven is wide, 21. Red Kite, 22. That's The Way Love Goes, 23. granny's preserves, 24. sweet honey, 25. Drop

About Kurt Vonnegut

He died,

bugger it.