Sunday, January 31, 2010
Not so long ago I used to peddle my wares door to door in any town I happened to visit, but as my hats became more popular it became impossible to sell the hats and make the hats. Now I have the most wonderful Sales Rep in Toronto, Doreen Smith of Instyle design. It is wonderful to not do it all, but I now have so many stores that I have not set foot into and whose owners I have never met. I definitely miss knowing the person, building and town behind the name. Yesterday I googled one of my stores that just ordered some summer hats from me and what a great discovery. Re: treat is in Elora Ont. Its owner, Paul Seeley, loves colour and makes a mission of teaching his customers to love colour as well. These photos make me want to go there. If you are fortunate enough to live nearby then make sure to stop in and then just put yourself in Paul's hands. I think he knows what he's doing. Check out his fabulous web site.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
I have been having so much fun designing for next year's fall line. I gave myself the challenge of coming up with a fleece fascinator. The thing is that fleece is so practical and fascinators have nothing at all to do with practicality. So, this is what I came up with. I have taken some liberties with the word fascinator. I guess it's really more a tuque or cloche, but it's mostly about the giant flower, so I think it's legal. I have put these two up for sale in my etsy shop. There are a lot more colours on the way.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
At my age the thing I want to do most on my birthday is nothing. It was an entirely successful day. Slept in with the help of Tony who got Dusty off to the bus. Lounged around and drank coffee. Made a mess without cleaning it up. Then I headed off to the spa for my massage. Unbelievable. The massage itself was wonderful, but best of all was the steam shower. Tony has been trying to convince me that we need to have a steam shower in our new bathroom. I couldn't quite wrap my head around that sort of luxury, but after today I am a believer. I found that it was impossible to have a thought in my head while in that steam shower. Not that my thoughts are in any way profound, but they are many and loud. For half an hour they were completely silenced. The best part of the day was when Dusty got off the school bus. First Gerry the bus driver sang me happy birthday and then Dusty announced that not only had he made me a card, but several children in his class and his teacher had as well. How sweet is that? Merci, Mme. Danielle. Life is good.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Had quite a bit of fun with my camera and tripod the other day. I am photographing outside right now, so the one big challenge was that my nose got redder and redder from the cold as my little photo session went on. Good thing for photoshop. Not only did I get rid of the Rudolph look, but I was able to take a few decades off my face. Tomorrow (Tuesday) is my birthday. I'm treating myself to a massage at Spa Ninety4 at the Lunenburg Arms. It's been a few years since I've done that.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
One part of my self written job description is to browse the web and look at other people's blogs. It's quite hard to convince Tony that I am really working, but I assure you I am. Yesterday I came across Helen Dardik's blog. Which of course led me to her etsy site, orange studio and many other covetous links to products with her images on them. Thought I'd share some of her work with you. She's a fellow canadian to boot. I have to go buy the "Hang on Coffee is on the way" print. , but I'm sure she has more. It is my birthday next week, so I have a good excuse.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
It seems that Dusty is a chip off the old block or maybe that's chip off the old block head. I think he designed quite the alien head piece. After our millinery session we went to the Lunenburg Community Centre. On Sundays the gym is open for kids between 12:30-2:30. For a $5 donation kids get to run around like maniacs, play basketball, soccer, badminton, ping pong and often a combination of many of these sports together. It's the most wonderful sort of chaos. Children are running under the nets, through someone's soccer game, basket balls everywhere and no one minds a bit. We brought Dusty's plasma car which was a gift from my parents. It's the best toy in the world and best of all can take up to 200 pounds, so I can still ride it for some time. Poor Tony only gets to watch. The other exciting event of the day was that I figured out how to use the timer on my camera so that I can take photos of myself. No, this is not a new level of narcissicm, but it does allow me to photograph my hats and use myself as a model. I'm like one of those real people models. A little worn out looking, but I work for free and it limits scheduling problems. I promised my friend, Andrea that I would at least put some lipstick on before making the photos public, but this one is just a little tester. This is one of my new hats that I am working on for next fall. It's a classic cloche with a giant polar fleece petal rose.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
We have about one month to go before we move into our new home. I think the thing I'm looking forward to most is our new/old neighbourhood. A while back I was with Dusty and we were walking by there and he announced that he was thirsty, in that "I can't go on" sort of way. I looked around and realized I could knock on any door, know and like who lived there and they would gladly give Dusty a glass of water. This is the street we moved onto when we first moved to Lunenburg and I knew we had found something special. Ours is the house with the green trim on the right in desperate need of a paint job.
Friday, January 8, 2010
This year, despite being ridiculously busy around the holidays, I decided that nothing was too good for my little boy. I was going to make him the ultimate hand felted hat. Some facts about Dusty, His favourite colour is red. This is because, Akkar, the coolest Bionicle is red. He adores all things powerful that shoot (only bad guys, mom) wear capes, breathe fire and save the world. A couple of weeks before I made him this hat he asked me why I never make him hats (not true) and he told me that he really wants a red hat. How could I go wrong? So, a bit about wet felting. When you see a hand felted hat in a store and you are shocked by the price, try to keep in mind that it is probably way too cheap. The process begins by laying out whisper thin layers of raw wool on top of each other until the shape of a very large hood is achieved. The whole thing is wetted down with soap and water and then rubbed, kneaded and thrown forever until the fibres have locked into felt. Then it is shaped on a hat block and trimmed. Don't get me wrong, I love the whole process, but it's a good days work if not more and I am usually quite sore from it. So, Dusty opened the hat , tried it on, smiled politely, gave me a kiss and then threw it on the floor with very little thought and proceeded on to the real present. I was O.K. with this, but then it was time to head over to our friends' house for dinner. I put the hat on Dusty and he pulled it off and said he wanted to wear his froggy hat. I'm not proud of this, but I sunk into a deep depression and probably mentioned something to Dusty about not wanting to go on. He asked me why I was sad and I told him it was because he didn't like the hat. So, he jauntily bounced over to the hat and put it on and we all headed off into the car. I was kind of watching myself throughout this whole episode aware of my really bad parenting skills at the time, but I added another quarter to his future therapy fund and let it go. The next day when it was time to go out again I pulled down the fire hat, but it seemed that Dusty had used up all his pity and quite adamantly said, "I can choose which hat I wear! " I knew he was right. I've tried a few more times, but nothing doing. Oh, well what are you gonna do? Anybody want to buy a fire hat? Only been worn for one hour.