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A little splash of fabric

I know that on my recently introduced regimented blog routine I am meant to post a list of Friday finds on a Friday. I still might get to it later tonight. (I am such a rebel – breaking my own self imposed blog rules!!) My reason for the act of rebellion? Fabric. Of course!

One of those magic slips from the courier company arrived earlier in the week to say that they had tried to deliver a parcel but I wasn’t home. So I trotted off to collect my parcel – which was large – and propped it up in my bedroom (which is fabric storage central at the moment). That was 2 days ago. Two whole days!! This afternoon I finally opened it. The whole order was laminated cottons, and one piece of oil cloth, so it all came rolled on cardboard bolts. I felt like a professional artisan picking up my grown up fabric order! (Yes, yes – it is the small things that keep me going!)

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And oh….what possibilities! Look at these colours! So vibrant and shiny under the laminate! I am picturing makeup bags, baby change mats, an apron or two, swimming bags…..oh the list is endless!

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Being fuelled with the joy of shiny new fabric (literally) is a wondrous thing. As you may have gathered from my recent posts, I have been struggling for inspiration and motivation recently. A good friend and the MIML both suggested versions of slowing down – considering the option of not having my market stall in December, not making new things for the shop, not blogging for a while. And that made me realise that if I am going to give up things to free up time and relieve stress that these are not the things that I want to stop doing. A lovely realisation! My plan for this weekend is to focus on making things, creating things and dreaming. I love weekends!

The other exciting thing that has happened to remind me that I love creating is an invitation to have one of my overnight bags featured in an online magazine. I am so thrilled to be asked! I want to get some better photos over the weekend to submit, and will keep you informed about when they will be featured.

With that resolve and creative fire in my belly again, I can now report on something far more mundane. I have been wondering about the difference between oilcloth and laminated cotton for a while. The articles I have read haven’t really helped much. Some places say that they are one and the same, while others say they are different. With this latest order I have conducted my own assessment and ordered several pieces of laminated cotton, which I am already familiar with, and one piece of oil cloth. Of course, my experiment is a little flawed as what this website describes as oilcloth is probably very different from the next. However, in this very limited trial sample I can now report that they are very different!

The oil cloth that I ordered is more like a layer of flexible plastic supported by a plastic loose-weave mesh base. Very much man made, water proof, with a high gloss and relatively stiff.

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The laminated cotton is cotton fabric with a layer of clear silicone like plastic on one surface. It is more flexible and will still be water-resistant on the ‘shiny’ side, but will absorb water on the cotton side.

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Of course they are quite different prices too. Now that I understand the difference in their texture and feel I can see that they will have quite different applications. The oil cloth could still be used for bags, aprons and tablecloths, but it has a very different look and feel, so I suspect that I won’t be using it as much as the laminated cotton.

And there endeth my spontaneous exposition on the different fabrics!  Now to think about what to make tonight, and what list of Friday finds I might prepare.  Or not this week!  Ah the suspense!

Judgement

Not a lot of crafting photos to share today. In fact none. Just words. And many of them not about crafting. Some of them are about parenting, and questioning your own judgement as a parent, and others are about some of the shameful things that have been happening to women and reported in the media.

First of all a disclaimer. I am sick. Head cold, cough, aching body sick. So my coherence might be affected. But my thoughts on these issues are not clouded. Just my ability to write coherently.

This week I am waiting to hear from a professional whether my judgement as a parent is off or not. I am sure she doesn’t see it that way, but it is certainly the way I feel. One of my chicks, as I have said earlier, has some ‘issues’. I have sought a lot of professional help, advice and support over the last 18 months. Many strategies have been put into place, and some positive results have occurred. But there is no magic wand to make the ‘issues’ disappear, because life, as we all know, is complex. I have been advocating for my chick, and educating about the triggers for behaviour, and trying to keep my chick safe but let them have freedom to fly. (Gee who doesn’t agree that finding that rhythm as a parent is hard?) The school have been very supportive. I know that other schools would have given up by now. But the school sees different things in my chick’s behaviour that I don’t see. And this is the point at which I wonder whether I am too close to the issue to be objective. Despite my professional advisors agreeing with my understanding of the ‘diagnosis’ over the months, I have agreed to start down the road of a different diagnosis to see whether there are more complexities than I was aware of. The school and I have both filled out a questionnaire. And our answers are very, very different. So I am questioning whether my instincts as a parent are skewed by my love, and by my wanting everything to be ‘normal’ (even though little about our life is normal anyway). And I am waiting to hear the compiled results of those questionnaires, to see what someone independent thinks. The world will not stop if I am wrong. But I suspect that my belief in my judgement about what is best for my kids might shudder a bit before it restarts.

I know that some of you don’t live locally, and so may not have seen all the ridiculous things that men have been saying and doing about gender issues in Australia. Comments on our prime minister simply because she is a woman, suggesting women shouldn’t speak in public, etc. Those things bother me, but not as much as the reports from London about the public ‘tiff’ between Nigella Lawson and her husband. While the only ones who know what actually happened are the two famous people themselves, so much of this story disturbs me. First of all, someone took photos of a man putting his hands around the throat of a woman in a restaurant, while someone else said ‘it was obvious she was scared’. And no one walked up and told him to stop. No one.

Then he took to the media and said ‘it was just a tiff’. He had ‘only’ put his hands on her to ‘make his point’. He had only agreed to the police caution in order for it to ‘go away’. The media reports that he and his wife had eaten at the restaurant again since the incident. His wife moved out ‘on his advice until the media furore stopped’. Oh my. Every single one of those statements scares me. This is a man who is so comfortable that he is justified in hurting his wife that he does it in public. This is a man who feels so justified in what he did that he publically tells everyone that he is in charge of what is happening in his house, and that he lied to police. This is a man who is exhibiting such significant signs of control and power and of being a long term perpetrator of family violence that I am worried for his wife. The fact that his wife ate out in public with him again does not mean that it didn’t happen. It possibly means that she is still scared of what happens if she doesn’t eat out with him again in public. I hope for her sake that this isn’t a sign of long term control and abuse issues. But the chances are that it is, and so as a humble blogger, who previously had no interest in the life of a celebrity chef from England, I say to her, and to anyone else who lives in fear in their own home “There is no excuse for domestic violence. None. Please keep yourself safe. You deserve better.”

Right. Rant over.

A few crafty words for those still reading. While I can’t do much in my current state I am making lists. Lists of things to make for the school craft stall. Lists of things to make if I ever want to have my own craft stall. Lists of things I want to make now. Add those to the lists I wrote about in my last post and I will need a new notebook soon. Lists seem to be the best way to keep my brain from exploding with all the creative ideas that are running around in it! I feel I have unleashed a creative monster as ideas generate new ideas, that spark different ones. Lists are helping me keep it all in check.

So as I head back to bed for my last bit of sleep before I collect my children from their after school care program (which I am so thankful for on a day like today) I hope that your week is going well. If it isn’t, try making a list. And reading this inspirational post by another blogger that a friend sent me today.  They are powerful words.