Tuesday, November 30, 2010


aimee and others have been posting a list every Tuesday. Of course, when I had lots of time, I had no time to do it; now that I have no time, I find it imperative to make lists and write about it. That is because I am in the midst of an Editing Project. This always happens. I am used to it, and if you ever find yourself in my situation, here is a handy list of things to do to procrastinate.

PS I have done all of the above today. I also picked up my medication, had lunch at Casa Labia, and walked the dog. Now I am finally ready to start working. But it is 5:47 pm, so I am just going to have to wait until 6 pm.

Saturday, November 27, 2010


Forgive me if I have books on my mind. I am editing the first of the three that will keep me busy over the next couple of months, so books are kind of topical right now.
But fear not, dear Reader! This post is not about these books, but about two others that I acquired over the last month or two.

Very, very handy, this one. Especially now that I seem to have developed a thing for stitchcraft. (Which rhymes with witchcraft.  Not that that is of any relevance. Though it does make me want to write a story about a witch called Mildred who has a passion for embroidery ...)

This one (published in 1964) is really about designing, and not so much about embroidery, but I just love the illustrations.

Have a great weekend, everyone! Read a book!

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

I Can Fly.

I made a new doll.

And just in case people don't get her, I've put a label on her wing.

Mostly people don't get me. I sometimes wonder if I should stick a label on my forehead saying something like quirkess* or weirdo or beware: abnormal. Do you think it would help or would it confuse people even more?

* This is not a word.  I made it up.
PS The first of the three books I have to edit over the next few months has arrived. I am immersed in Doppler effects and Huygens's Principle. Have pity on me.

Monday, November 22, 2010

The sad piano stool - a short story.

One day (not so very long ago) there was a sad piano stool.
If you looked like this ...

... you would also be sad.

Then one day his life changed!!
Anairam took an offcut of upholstery fabric and embroidered it with black cotton yarn.
She used it to make a cushion.
Then she put the cushion on the piano stool.

And now he is a happy piano stool.
The End.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

On Aesthetics, Ants, Adoption and Cadavers.

Time for some brain food. To battle the vacivity* of mind. And I bet you are just itching to find out what aesthetics, ants, adoption and cadavers have to do with one another.

Not much, actually. Except that they are subjects of different articles/books I have been reading over the last couple of weeks.
  • Which "aesthetics" do you mean? Ten definitions - I recently purchased this book by Leonard Koren (author of wabi-sabi). It is a short treatise, consisting of 10 different definitions for the term "aeshetics" (i.t.o. appearance, style, taste, as a philosophy of art, a thesis or exegesis, a synonym for artistic, beauty, beautification, a cognitive mode, and a language.)
  • Are ants industrious little workers, teachers to us all, benificent saints, or teeny, tiny Nazis? I found this article about the entemologist  E.O. Wilson illuminating, and frankly, a little scary. I may want to read his novel, Anthill, now.
  • An article about working with cadavers - about time that they are treated with a little respect, I would say ...
  • And finally, a fun site. Yes, you can adopt too! (*this one is mine)

Monday, November 15, 2010

A Change.

From this ...

(ugly still-unpainted wall and yucky torn plastic)

to this ...

(Anairam's version of pojagi - made from an old sample book of discontinued curtain fabrics and a few other bits and pieces.)

Inspired by annekata's post on pojagi here.

I just love annekata's projects and informative posts - she has awakened in me an interest in sewing by hand. It is incredibly meditative. So much so that at times I even forget about The Neighbour's Horrible House.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Land art.

Last week I spent a day doing a land art workshop with artist Andree Bonthuys at Die Kelders and Platbos.

"simple creative acts of walking and marking 
about place, locality, time, distance and measurement"      (Richard Long on land art)

Hand-sewn Nest (probably about my recent obsession with hand-sewing) - I left a treasure inside the nest for someone to find.

Target = Red (definitely about my obsession with collecting, sorting, categorizing)

Magic Ladder (hmmmm, about filling in spaces, a habit of mine?)

Other land artists I admire: Andy Goldsworthy,   Strijdom van der Merwe,    Robert Smithson

Friday, November 12, 2010

Sticks and Stones.

Can you guess what I did this Thursday?

Monday, November 8, 2010

The figures in the Mirror - part II

(For part I - see here). The story continues and takes an unexpected twist ...

Friday, November 5, 2010

New Acquisitions #18 (or Tiny Things with Wings).

(Figures in the Mirror will continue on Monday. The story has taken quite a disturbing and shocking turn! I am doing four or five pages at a time, with no preconceived story line whatsoever, and I am really not sure how it will all turn out ...)
For now, a confession: I have been a bad, bad girl and have acquired many new things. I will post three of them today and the rest later. I purchased these three items at the local Methodist church bazaar. Don't you just love a church bazaar? They seem such happy places. I don't find churches themselves very happy places, but maybe that's just me. But oh, a bazaar! Women tossing pancakes, the smell of boerewors rolls, weird crafty things like pot holders and toilet roll covers, tombola tables. Old ladies selling raffle tickets. And cupcakes. What's not to love? I found these in the 50c bin:

A tiny plastic bird. It is currently positioned on the frame of my limited edition William Kentridge lithograph. It is a comment on the relative value of things. If you knew what my WK is worth now, you will know what I mean.

A tiny porcelain bird. It is perched on the post of my dressing table. At night it flutters off and brings back interesting dreams for me to dream. Nifty, hey? You should get one.

A tiny porcelain angel. She is praying, as you can see. I didn't really want her, but she looked so sad and lonely left in that 50c box with several pink plastic pigs and an odd assortment of Lego; I swear I could see the little tears trickling down her cheeks. So she came home with me. Unfortunately I dropped her as I picked her up to photograph her, and oh dear, her neck broke. Clean off. Which just goes to show that praying may not be all it is cut out to be. Luckily, unlike those incompetent king's horses and men, L'Usband managed to put her together again. She is now ensconced safely in my display cabinet, where she shares a shelf with three pigs. At least they are not plastic.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

The Figures in the Mirror.

Remember my mini magazine journals?
I am busy making a new one - and a story seems to be emerging ...

Who knows how it will end?
I'll keep you updated.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

One year.

Today, exactly one year ago, we fetched Snous from the Animal Rescue Service.
We celebrated today by taking her for breakfast to the Sweetest Thing, where she had half a vienna and two tiny bites of croissant. After brekkie we took her for a scenic walk above Simon's Town, and then back home where she relaxed on her pillow; then another walk with lots of sniffs, and finally a special supper. And lots of cuddles in between, obviously.
Snous on her favourite spot - the front window sill where she can observe all the comings and goings in the neighbourhood.
Happy adoption birthday, Snous. Thank you for a year of laughter & joy, my dear doggie ...

Monday, November 1, 2010


This year I made a very simple shrine. Photos of my mom and dad, and a few mementoes - a handkerchief of my mom's, the memoir my dad wrote and finished shortly before his death, my mom's pink and black plastic beads that I will always associate with her. No flowers, just a mint plant. For food, a simple dish of small pears.

Last year's was quite different.  I wonder why?