bench/space/place

Now I thought you kids might like to see where the 'magic' happens, the places/spaces/benches where I create/blog/procrastinate/cut/print/file/emmery/drink tea/ponder/glue...etc. 

1. This is my desk a home, the old family dining table - works a treat, I like to pile up books and dump stuff on it which means I don't often see much of its pretty green surface. 

2. This is my super duper $20 home made bench (thanks richard), in my super small laundry, in my not so large apartment. But you know what, it does its job, so who's to complain. 

3. This is my shared bench at gaffa with my awesome pal Sonya Scott (she's one talented little lady), now at this present time, our bench doesn't quite look like this. I may have taken this photo way back when, and Miss Scott hadn't actually moved in then, but you get the idea. At the moment, its actually much tidier and prettier than when I had the bench to myself, so perhaps i'll get organised and post a new photo real soon.

well how was that? not to painful and boring? excellent! until next time - cheers!

frankie frankie frankie!

It appears that I have made it! Well into frankie magazine that is. I would like to thank those nice folk at frankie for thinking that my work/brooches were good enough to grace their pages. This particular issue just came out on wednesday (22nd) and is full of awesome stuff - including a nice little piece about my 'handy dandy' Black Board Brooches. While i'd would preferred to be called Cunning Brand, I'll take Crafty Lady any day! I tip my jaunty hat in your direction frankie!!! Cheers!

I would suggest you go and buy yourself a copy! 

NOW DAMN IT!

Oh and if you're interested in purchasing any amount of my handy dandy black board brooches head to my etsy store and check them out! 

Hello little girl... what would you like to be when you grow up???

So I have been doing a lot of thinking of late, the main focus of that thinking is - what do I want to be when I grow up? I've just graduated in Jewellery and Object Design, but fear I don't have nearly enough skills to call myself a Jeweller and/or a Designer (I will, but will continue to feel slightly uncomfortable with the notion). What did I do for the last 3 years? What did I learn at that school of mine? These questions have been plaguing my sober thoughts for a few months now! My only reasonable response: I HAVE NO IDEA! I would like to add a side note here - I do not hold any institution accountable for my lack of  'pushing ones self ability' and accept that it was all of my own un/doing! 

I may have spent many nights out drinking and having a good old time, I may have decided to start my assignments the night before they were due, and I may have spent almost all my available workshop time distracting other students and generally getting up to no good. Apparently thats 'Art School' - but now in my slightly more mature years (4 months in the real world) I have come to realize that life is not all beer and skittles (oh but how I wish it was). I like to think I live by the motto 'no regrets' - but i've had a few, and not pushing myself and learning all a can when I had the chance, is possibly on the top of my relativity shot list.  

So today, I wrote a list, a glimpse into the future if you will, of the things I want to accomplish when I grow up. Its a pretty good list if I do say so myself, now as much as I would love to share with you, my patient and supportive audience, I think I might just keep it under-wraps for the time being. Well at least till I knock a few things off it, to prove to myself that I didn't waste all my time at 'art school' having fun, and that maybe just a few of the important facts/lessons may have seeped in by osmosis. You never know your luck in the big city!