Although I’m getting rid of a lot of my books, I am never letting go of Katzen. Those German kitties get me every time.
5 days agoThis never happened to Pablo Picasso.
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November 30, 2009
I make bags that look like this. They’re hand printed and hand sewn and designed by me. They will be available at Tash and my Massive Yard Sale on Saturday. I implore you people of Melbourne, come buy our stuff. Heaps of vintage stuff for sale too.
Look at our wares, are they not lovely?
5 days ago
Tash & I are having a massive yard sale. I have to get rid of all my stuff and also make some money before I leave for Europe and Tash just has way too much crap for a twenty-one year old.
In our short lives we have collected many things – clothes, books, music, movies, cameras, crockery, shoes, bags, hats, scarves, jewellery, magazines, posters & art supplies – but alas it all must find new homes. Please take pity on our stuff and welcome it into your home!
Oh yeah, we make things too. Tee-shirts, bags, jewellery & art will be for sale.
Come on down, have a refreshing drink & (maybe) food & shop till the sun goes down!
Come, buy our things and drink delicious beverages.
It’s true what Ramona says, I have way too much stuff for a twenty-one year old. With the purchase of my crap, you could add to my Possible North America/Eurotrip 2010-2011 fund.
5 days ago
November 27, 2009
Yard sale!
Ramona and I are having a yard sale next Saturday, the 5th of December. You should come and buy our awesome old shit we’ve collected in our short life as hoarders. We’re discussing “opening hours” so to speak. While I think we should be open ‘til sundown, what time should we begin? Suggestions?
1 week ago
November 26, 2009
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1 week agoNancy Adams “Love” (from Disney’s Robin Hood / The Fantastic Mr Fox)
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Two things about this song:
When I was about seven, I saw Robin Hood and was bewitched. I started drawing pretty “foxy ladies” (as my family called them), inspired by Maid Marian. Specifically, this song - and the moment Robin slips a lotus flower/firefly ring on Marian’s finger - seemed to encapsulate everything I didn’t quite understand about grownup romance but desperately wanted to know.
When I was 26, I put this on a mix-CD for a man I thought I was going to marry. From the age of 16, mix-tapes and later mix-CDs became an art I specialised in; they formed a romantic narrative for a romance that, in most cases, hadn’t happened yet. I kept a stack of bridal magazines under my bed (like porn!) and was convinced that what would make me happy would be to find a man who was as romantic as I was; then I thought I had met one. I had no real reason to believe it wouldn’t work out, until we got engaged and then everything started to plummet downhill. I was told not to talk back, not to raise my voice, to do the dishes, not to accidentally throw out anything that could be recycled. A year of deep sadness culminated in being told I “couldn’t” travel to America without him. I traveled to America without him.
Yesterday, thinking of the special effects makeup course I will do next year (in America), I thought of those foxy ladies and how I should see if I can still draw them; maybe they could form the basis of a character prosthetic. Yesterday, listening to iTunes on Shuffle, songs kept popping up that were infused with the regret of having associations with the various mix-CDs I’d made for men who didn’t deserve them, or just weren’t right for them, but either way, men whose DNA was now intertwined with songs I’d arranged in little stories, just for them.
I will draw those foxy ladies again. I will never make another mix-CD for a man.
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1 week ago