Saturday, July 31, 2010

giveaway!!

as promised - a fabric postcard made by my mama :)

she makes (and sells) oodles of these, with her main market being tourists (hence, the pukekos). my personal favourites are her red weta ones and she also does some amazing native foliage ones on black fabric - sorry no pics! she has also done a few Dick & Jane style ones which i LOVE too.
this is a legitimate postcard and can be sent in the mail just like a standard postcard.
just give my mama some love in the comments and it may be yours - to keep or to send to a friend. i'll announce winner on Tuesday 3rd August
xo




heart


the lonely remaining leaf on our grapevine
had a little message for me this morning
xo

Friday, July 30, 2010

Make my Week #30

umm, week 30??
right.
(she says with a hint of panic in her voice)
***
this week i have been busy with these two 10"x10" canvases for the One Size Fits All art exhibition/competition at Thornton Gallery in August.


girl with kereru and pohutukawa
(the picket fence was a last minute addition this morning!)


and boy with tui and harakeke (flax)
obviously, it's a variation of this larger painting i did a couple of months ago:

which, much to my delight, has been snapped on various fridges (in postcard form) around the country!
if you have a fridge sans an "Our Folk" postcard, just send me your postal addy and i'll write to you (the old fashioned way!) so your fridge can join the trend :)

Thursday, July 29, 2010

mama-mia (part 2)

there is an art competition that runs at a posh downtown gallery for the month of august.
anyone at all can enter and the only criteria is that your work is on a 10"x10" canvas.
i entered last year and am doing so again this year (more on that tomorrow)...but what i want to show you today is my mum's entry:



she has got some seriously mad skills (the reason it took me 30 years to start sewing in fact!)
i love both of her entries. but probably this next one a little more....hundreds of tiny little handstitches:


( remind you of anything?)
and the exciting news is that she has given me one of her fabric postcards to giveaway!! watch this space!
*
who else has mega-arty/crafty mamas?

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

if mama ain't happy...

...ain't nobody happy.

so true. but what i also know 100% to be true is this:
'if mama ain't being kind, ain't nobody being kind'
'if mama's being snarky, everybody's being snarky'

'if mama's whinging and complaining, everybody's whinging and complaining'

etc.
i need to remind myself (often) it's not always all about me.
sometimes (mostly) it's about these little people around me who watch and learn from me.
(and especially this little guy who's needing lots of cuddles - mostly from 11pm-3am! - to help some teeth cut through xo)

Saturday, July 24, 2010

raw food

something i've always wanted to learn more about is the benefits of eating food raw. so armed with a book on loan from a friend, i've set about educating myself.

here's what i've learnt so far:

*heat destroys enzymes at 42'C which means we rely heavily on the digestive enzymes that our body produces to do all the digesting of the food - (this stress can lead to all kinds of stomach and bowel related illnesses.



*when we eat cooked food the white blood cells in our body increase (this is your body's natural response when fighting infections) so our bodies consider cooked food to be an "intruder"

*however, if we have a serving of raw food before eating our cooked meal, no change occurs in the levels of white blood cells. sneaky!

*another good reason for eating raw food first, rather than for dessert, is so that it isn't blocked from being digested quickly behind a heavy meal - which can cause gas because the fruit will tend to ferment. (eeewww!)


* raw fruits and vegetables are crunchy because of the fibre in them - when we cook them (apples, kumara, carrots, etc) we eliminate the fibre from them. no fibre = ... ;)

i'm excited to learn how to incorporate more raw food (especially vegetables) into our diet. i would LOVE to hear if you have any recipes or ideas....otherwise, watch this space!
***
also...
saying farewell to a couple of friends before they head off to their new homes (it's always hard for this girl):
(maybe i should start advertising my dolls as "pre-loved"??!)
xo

Friday, July 23, 2010

Make my Week #29

you'll never guess what i made this week!
*surprise*
(i'm getting totally predictable huh?!)

oh, and this golly


with a reversible dress

(which sounds fancy, but is purely to hide seams/edges because my overlocker is snarly at the moment!)
i'm so pleased these gals are finally finished!
i'm looking forward to putting down the polyfill stuffing and picking up the paint brushes again this week.
***
ps Five new dolls listed in the Tiny Eyes shop. xo

Thursday, July 22, 2010

7 months

see that thing just zoom by? that was the week.
...
and that other, larger (but equally as speedy) thing?
that was the last 7 months.


someone loves to sit...
and stand!!
(ummm, whaaat??)
and aren't those the most fantastic pants you've seen? huge head-nod to this salt-of-the-earth mama for hooking me up! xo

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

hair help


it could be the cute boho dress or the dreamy lightingor the beachy girl whose thighs haven't known pregnancy or the hours of styling that happen to look like zero hours of styling
or the mega-sweet highlights here
...but i'm seriously considering a fringe (bangs).
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pros:
a) i have my mother's skin elasticity - which is zilch - and my forehead is chock full of wrinkles. because i have no desire (or cash) to mess around with botox, i figure a fringe is a quick fix.
b) a change is overdue.
*
cons:
a) according to youtube, styling of fringes always involves a hairdryer. eeek. a hairdryer is public enemy #1 for my hair. it's like humidity on steriods.
b) any kind of styling involves time.
c) hair on my face has the same effect on me as Confetti Carpet*....Irritable. (oh, so irritable) ...this could be a rather large 'con'!!
*
what do you think?
yes/no to a fringe???
help!
*

* Confetti Carpet = unvacuumed carpet that has bits of food, fluff, nature, fabric, cotton thread, paper etc sprinkled all over it. it is not as romantic as the title implies.
(all pics from weheartit)

Monday, July 19, 2010

monday monday


having a dinner party for 10 (plus us 6 regulars) tonight.
a mega cute 'craft-it-round' plate from a very dark horse will be making her debut
- thanks Stella, i love it!
and my first attempt at making a baked cheesecake (looks pretty yummy from the outside - hope it's baked on the inside!! fingers crossed...) aaannd homemade white bean dip (head nod, Lauz!)
anyway...back to dinner prep!!!
***
PS need your help with a big decision....next time...xo

Saturday, July 17, 2010

make my week #28

i could be wrong, but i have a feeling that Line + Liv may be responsible for this one!

she needs a scandinavian name

her boots used to be a max skirt handed down from my lil sis (....and if i were also a size 8, maybe it still would have been...! pft.)
...
i also made this wreath for our front door out of our grape vine prunings:
i like it. it makes our house feel more like a home.

Friday, July 16, 2010

a little celebrity

look what i found yesterday morning... this is how my 4 y/o son folds his PJs. i love that is so forward thinking! :)
it made me smile.
***
wanna know what else made me smile yesterday?
the total flop sale! haha.
the whole day all i could think of was this:
"a wise woman...does not allow a little celebrity to convince her that just because she is capable of reading the name of the appoaching station, she should not believe she has arrived"
no one ever says it as well as Maya Angelou ( my fave!)
***
so, because nothing sold i'm prepared to do trades...if anyone wants to trade something they've made with something in the pic let me know.
xo

Thursday, July 15, 2010

refocus

Calvary Love - Amy Carmichael
If I belittle those whom I am called to serve, talk of their weak points in contrast perhaps with what I think of as my strong points; if I adopt a superior attitude, forgetting "Who made thee to differ? And what hast thou that thou hast not received?" then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If I find myself taking lapses for granted, "Oh, that's what they always do," "Oh, of course she talks like that, he acts like that," then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If I can enjoy a joke at the expense of another; if I can in any way slight another in conversation, or even in thought, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If I can write an unkind letter, speak an unkind word, think an unkind thought without grief and shame, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If I do not feel far more for the grieved Savior than for my worried self when troublesome things occur, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If I can rebuke without a pang, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If my attitude be one of fear, not faith, about one who has disappointed me; if I say, "Just what I expected" if a fall occurs, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If I am afraid to speak the truth, lest I lose affection, or lest the one concerned should say, "You do not understand," or because I fear to lose my reputation for kindness; if I put my own good name before the other's highest good, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If I am content to heal a hurt slightly, saying "Peace, peace," where there is no peace; if I forget the poignant word "Let love be without dissimulation" and blunt the edge of truth, speaking not right things but smooth things, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If I hold on to choices of any kind, just because they are my choice, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If I am soft to myself and slide comfortably into self-pity and self-sympathy; If I do not by the grace of God practice fortitude, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If I myself dominate myself, if my thoughts revolve round myself, if I am so occupied with myself I rarely have "a heart at leisure from itself," then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If, the moment I am conscious of the shadow of self crossing my threshold, I do not shut the door, and keep that door shut, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If I cannot in honest happiness take the second place (or the twentieth); if I cannot take the first without making a fuss about my unworthiness, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If I take offense easily, if I am content to continue in a cool unfriendliness, though friendship be possible, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If I feel injured when another lays to my charge things that I know not, forgetting that my sinless Savior trod this path to the end, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If I feel bitter toward those who condemn me, as it seems to me, unjustly, forgetting that if they knew me as I know myself they would condemn me much more, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If souls can suffer alongside, and I hardly know it, because the spirit of discernment is not in me, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If the praise of others elates me and their blame depresses me; if I cannot rest under misunderstanding without defending myself; if I love to be loved more than to love, to be served more than to serve, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If I crave hungrily to be used to show the way of liberty to a soul in bondage, instead of caring only that it be delivered; if I nurse my disappointment when I fail, instead of asking that to another the word of release may be given, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If I do not forget about such a trifle as personal success, so that it never crosses my mind, or if it does, is never given room there; if the cup of flattery tastes sweet to me, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If in the fellowship of service I seek to attach a friend to myself, so that others are caused to feel unwanted; if my friendships do not draw others deeper in, but are ungenerous (to myself, for myself), then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If I refuse to allow one who is dear to me to suffer for the sake of Christ, if I do not see such suffering as the greatest honor that can be offered to any follower of the Crucified, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If I slip into the place that can be filled by Christ alone, making myself the first necessity to a soul instead of leading it to fasten upon Him, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If my interest in the work of others is cool; if I think in terms of my own special work; if the burdens of others are not my burdens too, and their joys mine, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If I wonder why something trying is allowed, and press for prayer that it may be removed; if I cannot be trusted with any disappointment, and cannot go on in peace under any mystery, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If the ultimate, the hardest, cannot be asked of me; if my fellows hesitate to ask it and turn to someone else, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

If I covet any place on earth but the dust at the foot of the Cross, then I know nothing of Calvary love.
That which I know not, teach Thou me, O Lord, my God
-from If, by Dohnavur Fellowship. Fort Washington, PA: CLC Ministries
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this needs to be tattooed to the inside of my eyelids!
which one got you the most?

Monday, July 12, 2010

sunshine in my head

see, now i could be friends with this kind of winter:
long low evening sun
early sun that forbids the frost
sleepy tents on the deck

from sweet farmyard garage sale sheets

coffee with poetry (oh! too much...!)
.....
a spring in my step
a song in my lungs
....xo....


Saturday, July 10, 2010

make my week #27

a frustratingly unproductive week.
this is all i have to show!
fresh out of some ivy-league college i suspect

the fabric was in my mum's chuck-outs!! (can you believe?!)


oh! knee highs~~
happy weekend!
xo

Thursday, July 8, 2010

toes n tights

there were at least a couple of skeptics (ahem you know who you are!!) when i mentioned i had bought some "boys tights"
the following is a shameless attempt to redeem my questionable fashion venture:


and the owner of the tights?

there's just something about baby toes huh. mmmm~
.......
especially semi-webbed ones! :)
go on, look........


dawwww~
(still)