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challenge accepted.

7 Apr

Kevin, for a reason I can’t recall, challenged me to make a giant pom pom, to make up for the fact that during Hard Trash Collection -ooh shiver- I ditched the ottomans to the elements. (Fun fact; the large ottoman I gave to a friend has also been further dispersed via trash collection)

Oh and you better believe I’m taking the challenge, even though so far it’s cost me an awkward trip to lincraft and $25 in wool with no clear end in sight! Maybe it’ll go down in the Guiness Book of Records as the most expensive pom-pom ever made. Is there a section for that?

My colour theme is blues, whites, pinks and purples. I made the mistake of buying this lovely fuzzy yarn:

But it has no real bulk to it. Ive had to put other kinds in there (pom pom wool, normal knitting yarn) to give it some texture and bulk. But this thing really is huge, the centre rings are cut from a fridge box (that was sitting around still from when Kevin bought his fridge) and are REALLY hard, and I’m wondering how I’m going to cut them out in the end.

It’ll be a bit pointless to give constant updates on the progress, as all you’ll really see is a gay looking pineapple ring, so I’ll post about it again when it’s cutting and pom-poming time. Until then, I’ve got a lot of wool winding to do!

Gayest challenge ever? Possibly. But guess what, when it’s finished, guess who has a giant pom-pom on their couch. Me, that’s right. Not you, me!

go left, go right, go pick up the step, go left, go right, go left!

19 Jan

I’ve been feeling a little more childish and fun of late, I think part of that has to do with having company over on a semi-permanent basis (the mate staying here while his place is de-flooded). I’ve bought a Wii, Lego (finally! this should get fun) and a heaving pile of green and brown plastic army men.

So what to do with these army men? I’ve been looking at different art and craft projects with them on the good old internets, and most peoples suggestions involve just spray painting them all one colour and glueing them to a canvas:

To be honest, I do love this though.

Then I remembered this little gem:

“War Bowl”, made by UK designer/artist Dominic Wilcox in 2002, it retails in Australia for a bit over $200…. I managed to get the materials for $10:

I read a few instructions online to get an idea of how to do it properly, and decided to do it in stages so I could build them up a little easier. I used a large metal IKEA bowl to melt them in (which is now useless for food, and I need to buy a new one).

This was after melting the first layer and putting layer two on top. My oven is horrible, from the 1950s, lacks fan force… and it’s in fahrenheit, so I just set it to it’s highest setting (500) and let heat do its magic.

About an hour of melting, cooling, and melting again, I ended up with this (a mass grave, or so I’ve been informed):

It’s surprisingly sturdy and heavy, I guess plastic doubles in weight when it’s melted! Not too sure about the colour though, it will probably find itself being spraypainted something else before the weeks out, a nice bright colour might take the “mass grave” look away.

boredom, floody boredom

14 Jan

I’ve been trying to do a bit of a tidy up and cull of things over the past month, and one of the things I realised had to go was alot of the magazines. I just seemed to be hoarding them beyond a manageable level, and there’s only so many bookshelves I can buy and fit into this place, and I also don’t want to end up on one of those TV shows.

I wasn’t all too sure what to do with them. I went through alot of issues prior to 2010 and went through them, tore out recipes and various inspiration pieces and donated a large pile to a mate that does decopage.

But what to do with the rest? A pile of about 10 magazines had been sitting on the floor of my loungeroom for weeks (cause I’m so damn tidy at times). I was going through my image folder yesterday when I came across these pieces I did in Word during a particularly boring day at my last job:

Pretty simple really, small parts of images found while going through my image folder, or found typing random words into Google Image Search. I called it 200×200 (the size of each square in pixels at full size – an A3 sheet) and I did 5 of them, the above is 200×200-3.

I’ve had a few canvases sitting around, begging for some action for a while now, 4 of which are the same size. So I decided to do another patchwork collage across all 4. No real theme to it (I toyed with the idea based on the sort of pictures I had collected… faces, typography, furniture, toys… but they didn’t look as good). My art wall is still feeling very bare compared to it’s once covered and colourful life. I miss it, but I’m determined to never use blu tac on a wall again.

There’s only so much you can do during the night, my sleep’s been all off because I couldn’t sleep when the water was at it’s worse, just in case it did reach me (and the tides were always very early in the morning), so I spent most of the night awake, and napped during the day.

All of the squares were 5cm x 4cm, and I used some little template squares cut out of some manilla folder:

About three hours of cutting out rectangles, and then some PVA Glue and two episodes of Futurama later, four canvases covered in colour and design, drying slowly.

I’ll get the wrinkles out, probably spray them with some gloss, and I’m actually liking the look of them at the moment, all sitting along side each other as one continuous piece, so I may hot glue the canvases together and put it somewhere, instead of the separate canvases in different positions.

Opinions? Thoughts?

The End of 2010

9 Jan

Been a while since a post last. Don’t worry fans! 2011 should be much better! Happy New Year to you all. I hope your holiday period turned out great.

So what’s been happening in the world of decoratingbrisbane? I’ve had a fairly eventful month of late.

Work was incredibly busy leading up to the end of the year and then……….

Merry Christmas To Me!

I ended up in hospital with apendicitis a week before Christmas and spent the time out of hospital recovering at my mum’s place, cooking up a storm. My christmas gift to friends was a hamper of homemade treats with a recipe book included.

Finishing up the hampers

I employed half the household for these. My little brother held the fabric down while I tied the ribbons!

This is what two kilos of grated zucchini looks like....

The hook was “Wounded Wog Farms – Now 100% Appendix Free”.

The hamper included Kiwi-Jam drops (using the Kiwi Fruit Jam created in an earlier post), Museli Slice, a napoli sauce, Ginger and Wholegrain Mustard Vinaigrette and Zucchini Butter.

If you’re curious, and would like a copy of the booklet the came with it, you can download the recipe book in pdf format here.

Kudos to my mum for helping me with this, I was in quite a bit of pain and rather sluggish, and her help was very appreciated!

I ended up pottering about the house alot, napping and watching either LifeStyle Food (we cooked a few meals based on what we’d seen on Nigella Lawson and the Barefoot Contessa – fantastic shows, I recommend them) or the music channels.

Christmas rocked around and I got this from mum (can’t wait to use it!)

I can't wait to get all "Looking for Alibrandi" on everyone!

And then a day-after-boxing-day Christmas feast at a friends place. Turkey, Turkey Turkey.

Christmas got a bit kinky this year....

After all of that it was back to work to catch up on work and get as much done as humanly possible (I never intended to take time off! I had so much planned)

So what exactly is in store for me so far this year?

  • Wicked! in February
  • My 24th in March (including a trip to Sydney for Mardi Gras, and Melbourne to see Xanadu The Musical)
  • Katy Perry in May
  • Jennifer Coolidge (Stifler’s mum) in June

And I’m sure much much more!

And just to keep in with the overly italian feel of the past month, here’s an oldie to rock out to:

how to make an american quilt

28 Nov

How To Make An American Quilt, or, The Gayest Thing To Do When Unemployed

 

Last year I took to Project Runway like a duck to water. Downloaded as many seasons as I could get my hands on, and spent most nights with my new BFFs Tim Gunn and Heidi Klum to find out who would be america’s next big fashion designer (or Canadian…or Australian….), and eventually caved in and started sewing while I watched it. Cushions at first, then a vest made from scratch, sewn by hand, using a pattern I had traced from a vest I already owned.

At the time, I was working at an architecture firm, and there were boundless supplies, fabric was overflowing and we didn’t need it in our particular office…. so it went home with me.

One lovely day, I even bought myself a sewing machine and started doing patchworks with all the little fabric pieces. Nothing fancy by any means, just squares of fabric sewn together.

My first attempt was a large floor cushion:

Thinking that was good enough, I rested on my laurels until I realised I was drowning at home in fabric. Once again I took up my scissors and set about cutting more squares to make a quilt. I guesstimated about 270 squares.

Halfway through the cutting process (because I’m lazy and not about to spend a whole night cutting square upon square of fabric – I dragged it out a bit), I lost my job. Finding myself at a loose end, and having managed to watch an entire season of Nurse Jackie in a day while sending resumes out and pre-paying bills for a month, I got back to cutting squares. Most of it was old teatowels and wallcovering samples. Wallcovering samples don’t lend themselves very well to sewing… they have an adhesive on the back that comes off an coats the needle and either breaks your needle or thread (I broke 4 needles putting this thing together)

It was all very slow at first, no pattern or layout to the fabric, and I’d maybe make a row or two a day, stopping every few episodes of Dexter to do half a row, and repeating this process. After 4 weeks, and no job as yet, I managed to finish the patchwork.

This was just me putting the rows next to each other to get an idea of what it would look like when finished.

Unfortunately, after finishing the patchwork, I had no money to get fabric large enough to do the backing, nor did I have the desire to do so. I was hungry, quite behind in rent, tired of watching tv, and still without a job. So it sat to the side, unfinished.

And it’s been a year since I touched it. Until this afternoon, when I finally whipped out the large sheet of fabric my grandma gave me many many months ago, put on Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, and finished the damn thing. Took 4 wheels of pins to put it all together, and I dare say I stabbed myself more times than I’d care to know about.

I think I’ll be using it as the summer spread on my bed, it has no wadding inside, so it’s nice a light, and it’s very colourful, just my thing!

I think it’s a little bit sexy.

the times, they are a-changin’

25 Nov

Well, I’ve had a busy week! After last weekends marathon of cooking Earl Grey Tea Biscuits, a Char Kwai Teow-esque stir fry, tuna spread and Moretadella, Mushroom, Onion and Macaroni Bake, and a day off to attempt to recover from the lack of sleep that was brought on from having sinus issues I launched myself into work.

This weekend, the end of an era. Old Couch gets taken away. 2 1/2 years of giant, soft, brown, fuzzy sitting pleasure. Replaced with something more modern, and not as hefty (visually – new couch is bloody heavy to lift!)

To reminise, and also to remember Art Wall (because I haven’t finished the new one yet)… I came across these panorama photos I took a while back, stashed on the card in my digital camera.

I’m looking forward to the loungeroom reorganisation. I’ve got a few ideas, and a bit of magazine decluttering planned (I’m getting physically sick at the thought, but it needs to be done – Hello excuse to make an “Inspiration Folder” !!!)

Speaking of couches; Ahhhh Klippan, you’re like a guy at a club, you’re hot to look at, but I wouldn’t want to sit on you.

the times, they are a-changin’…

the long walk home

16 Nov

I wish to start this post off with one main word: Ouch.

And now I’ll work my way backwards.

I was invited to a BBQ at a the same friends place whom I made jam with many posts ago. (I comandeered the BBQ when I cooked the meat – Thanks for hosting my BBQ at your place Luke!) Everything winded down, and I left at 9pm.

His workings of a Deer Head using corflute. I’m all kinds of jealous. It looks awesome! (props to me for hooking him up with the template though….)

Buses don’t service that particular part of town after 7:15 on a Sunday night. So guess who had to walk home! I know! I got excited too! (…through the tears). 2 hours of trudging through suburbia until I hit the bright lights of home.

HOWEVER! Fantastic little tidbits were spotted along the way.

Looking for the largest collection of Tiffany-style lamps and pendants? Vintage Aura on Logan Road has you covered there!

See… more lamps than you’ll ever need! Aren’t you glad you’ve got me! And while I’m not really a fan of that style of lamp, I’ve got to say that in the context (antique store), they worked. Though the Eames Lounger that was in the window of one further up the road was a greater cause of doubletaking and drooling on my behalf.

Across the road from which, was a construction site with this stencilled dear on the black plywood fence:

Hello. My name is Chloe Sevigny, and it has recently been brought to my attention that I love Hallowe’en.

That has to be one of the best (read: detailed) stencil pieces I’ve seen around Brisbane so far (which in the grand scheme of things is a bit sad… haven’t any graffiti artists in Brisbane been to Melbourne? Or heard of Banksy?). Though there has been alot of cool wheatpaste art around the place.

It was all a bit dry and boring until I hit the Woolloongabba Fiveways. They recently renewed the area with large lampshade style street lamps, seating, and… a traffic signal box!

Walking along the bridge home I even saw some people doing a John Lennon/Yoko Ono-esque love in on the beach at Kangaroo Point with “PEACE” written in the sand. It was 10:30, so the photo is horrible, but I’ll see what I can do with it and try to post it.

So eventually I made it home. And I was in pain. And thus ended the long walk home.