Saturday, 17 September 2011

Much busy-ness, and only a little art and flowers...

There has been much busy-ness lately, with things on the work and home front going crazy and completely overwhelming me, so I feel like there have not been many moments for stopping to smell the roses so to speak.

A couple of weeks a go I did get to visit a friend in Sydney and check out an exhibition of awesome-ness which married some of my favourite things - sculptures, old buildings and the great outdoors. This was the Willoughby Sculpture Prize, at the Incinerator Art Space, a Walter Burley Griffin designed building. Yay for WBG.



 Unfortunately for you the exhibition is over and only the memories remain...see below! There were some artists I knew in here too, which just makes it even better!


Geoff Farquhar-Still, Temporary Monument IV

Soozie Coumbe, Natures Toilette Brushes Series 1-3

 Anita Larkin, At a Loose End

 Janet Tavener, Out of the Mould.

Emily McIntosh and Marcus Dillon, Rethink and Reclaim

Maryann Mussared, Blue Buoys

 Bronwyn Berman, Banksia Woman
Marguerite Derricourt Paper Moths
Because of the sheer brilliance of my host, we did get close to smelling the roses - we window shopped the annual David Jones Spring window displays in the city...some interesting installations but awful photographs by me, sorry.
 Louise, intrepid landscape designer and partner in crime

 roses, tulips and a whole lotta baroque stuff...and Emu eggs...

seed pods and Cymbidium orchids
 more orchids

 And speaking of marrying things (see second paragraph!!!) its full steam ahead wedding season here at brave botanics...
XNarelle

Thursday, 1 September 2011

Nearly Spring

A few months ago my Dad and Husband put up a shed in the backyard. 
Partly for storage (camping gear, bikes, tools etc) and partly for workspace - but I've taken it over with a wall dedicated to the storage of vases (!!!!!!!) and a workbench. My shed!
I have grand plans. And check out the view from my window...does it get any better than this?





Oh yeah, it does - on the walk back to the house...




 These little miniature daffodils are named tete-a-tete, a friend gave a pot of them to Dad years ago when he came out of hospital as a cancer survivor and ever since then I've grown them as a pretty reminder to be grateful for what and who you have around you - and for surviving the near misses.
Happy Fathers Day to the fathers in my life!
XNell 

Wednesday, 24 August 2011

Walking in Weston....

Today I found myself with a spare hour between the morning madness of rushing around home to get everything and everyone, dropping the kids at school, and then cruising into another day at the office. In an unusually spontaneous moment (as I faltered in the three lanes of traffic creeping up to Parliament House) I decided to shun the usual round-the-lake walk, and merged off to the left in favour of Yarralumla...Weston Park more specifically. 

I love it there. All green, in all different shapes and sizes planted in 1914 by T C G Weston, Canberras' first Afforestation Officer. What a title! Anyways, I'm glad he planted back then...its a great part of the lake shore now. 


 Blue skys...




foliage and vines...



these Camellias were the size of big saucers, and they really remind me of the type of thing that was in my Nannys' garden in the Blue Mountains.


 blossom everywhere...



and a little patch of violets...

At the end of the walk I still had a few minutes to grab a coffee down in the main street at a new-ish establishment - Farmers Daughter.  
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Farmers-Daughter/165853500139498
I got some funny looks (as I was in my trackies), but the coffee was great. I especially loved the chairs painted bright yellow and the long timber tables and up on the serving bar were macarons* lined up in a rainbow of colours. Next time...

XNP
* I dont know wether its macarons or macaroons...but I'm hoping my cous Bron will read and correct me.


Thursday, 18 August 2011

An addition to "People I know"

I have to add this very special wedding to the list of flowers for people I know, on the previous post I made. There were lots of great things about this particular wedding, for Jodie and Ashley.

Firstly, Jo is a "friend of the family"...a funny, generic sort of term - our fathers worked together years ago and our families are all still great friends. Its a bit more special for me though, being the older of the two of us I remember when Jodie was born. In fact, she is the first little person I EVER remember being her Mum's bump, then being born and then watching her grow up!

We actually hardly ever get to see each other any more as life moves on, but I have some lovely and rather funny memories of her growing up ( I dont have a sister) and so it was such a treat - a real honour - to be asked to make up the flowers for her wedding.

Another great thing about it was the weather on the day...just an absolute stunner of a clear blue Sydney day, and an outdoor wedding to enjoy it - breeze whipping over the golf course and off the coastal cliffs.

Also, it was a HUGE challenge. After the event, I can happily confess that when Jo and I met up before the wedding to talk dresses, flowers, colour schemes and the like, I knew with a personality like hers it would be full scale colour, however I was quietly terrified with the prospect of complimenting the gowns her bridesmaids were wearing...I didnt quite know which way to go.  But I must have bluffed my way through, cos I think Jo (and her parents!) had blind confidence in me...and I think we pulled it off! And isn't she gorgeous!









Wednesday, 17 August 2011

Violets and bird books

Watching the edges of pathways around about, I realise its violet season...little bursts of purple (mostly) when you least expect it in the garden. I think they might nearly be my favourite flower...shades from the deepest purple to a medium, granny sort of shade of mauve, then through to pink and even white. We have a few nice patches here in the backyard and some at work and also on my regular walk to the local shops. This is the only time of year when I shove my hands into patches of low greenery without reserve hoping for a big healthy stash of violet blooms hiding beneath...it's way too cold for the red back spiders here now isn' it?

Anyway, the beauty of violets is that the more you pick them, the more they bloom. Also, they transplant well and spread out to make a great ground cover. Then there's that thick, sweet and heady scent. I recently read that there is a Jo Malone fragrance based on violets...has anyone tried it?

I have a lovely friend who once set about to collect the many different varieties of violets...she has one of those whimsical old-fashioned style gardens, full of unusual plants and trees and disected by meandering pathways - a really discerning gardener, who has incredible attention to detail and is a very inspiring lady. I haven't been back to visit the garden for many years since moving from the Blue Mountians, but I must try to make the effort.

So, inspired by my foraging efforts in the garden I put together a little posy...all wintery things like camelias, jonquils, snowdrops, paperwhites and the lovely native hardenbergia.


Aside from picking violets, this week I have been trying to meet a deadline to complete an edition of flip books, part of a project initiated by another really inspiring friend. You can read more about her here - http://ampersandduck.blogspot.com/

 The idea was to produce a set of handmade flip books - you know the type which give a moving image when you hold them in one hand and flip with the other! Having very little experience in book making, I stuck to the basic template provided by Caren and despite many jibes from her about the overuse of bird imagery in contemporary art and craft (see Etsy!) I worked with some stencils of wrens - I thought the way they hop and jitter about would suit the fast flipping book really well! To my great surprise a few of them sold in the first showing of the Flipping Books project at Megalo, so I found my self having to make a few more for its next incarnation at the Left Hand Gallery in Braidwood. 

Here's the process - 

trimming pages to size, 50 for each book. Yes, whilst watching offspring at tennis coaching.


 screen printing ink stencilled on scanned, found music sheet pages...taking over the dining table.


Binding stitches, flipping for quality control. Now they just need to have their covers and be delivered!

Its nice to be making something!
XNP