a wonderful evening

November 26, 2007


I created this easy bouquet of orchids, sage, flax and ti leaves for our beautiful friend Theresa. We attended an intimate ceremony in which she and Kyle’s friend Andy finally tied the knot. Weddings don’t have to be big and expensive, just sincere and loving.

For the sign-in table I used celosia and the last orchid and wove a traditional Maori flax-flower to give it a New Zealand detail.


Andy wore an orange hawaiian shirt for the ceremony (Theresa’s dress was purple) – I used a cut of flax for the boutonniere backing. The silvery square is not part of the bout, just part of the packaging.




I’m working on a series of collages geared toward children. The shop I’ve started working in has lots of awesome toys and clothes, but little in the way of art for kids. We’ll see what develops. I’m not sure how the giraffe (above) will get attached with the knitted textile, maybe handsewn on? Right now it’s just all laying on the work bench ready for the next step.

In other news, there’s nothing like a good car wash and bonfire to clear the air. We spent some time making my car feel loved, then helped our neighbor contribute to global warming by burning a little bush. Actually the fire was pretty big, the glowing pile peeking from behind my sexy man is much smaller than it started out. It’s Movember here- all the dudes grow mustaches to raise awareness for prostate cancer (who knew ‘mo’ was short for mustache?). I think Kyle looks quite handsome sporting a full chin-strap, but I reserve the right to snicker when he pares it down to the Wyatt Earp. What you can’t see is that his surfer locks are as long as mine.


gimme a big woo-hoo

November 23, 2007

Luckily the aforementioned dramatic situation has been resolved – by our wonderful lawyer – and we’ll be getting back something important to us. Sometimes the growth spurts of life are painful, but I’d like to think I’m a wiser and stronger person now than I was a week ago. (The situation involved the business I exited.) As long as we believe in ourselves we can handle anything.

So let out a big woo-hoo, or hallelujah, or yeehaw. And thank y’all for your support. It means the world to me.


I really needed some color in my life. I’ve been sorta not talking about it, but for the past few months I have been depressed. At first it was easy to think I was just blue, and to blame it on the weather… or various other things. Whatever the cause, it set it’s teeth firmly in my behind for a good few (black and blue) months. I was skipping dinner to go to bed at 7:30. I was driving my husband crazy with my violent crying outbursts. I was avoiding communicating with my loved ones.

Then one Saturday about a week and a half ago, I’d had enough. I took myself to a movie and spent some hours in the bookstore in Matakana. Something in my head just clicked, and the whole week after that I was totally normal- better than normal, actually- joyous at the thought of simple quotidienne things like muffins, flowers, butterflies. I can’t explain exactly what happened, maybe I had finally cried enough, maybe the beauty and positivity around me finally broke through the fog.

At the end of the week I received some bad news, news that threw both me and Kyle into a drama that we didn’t want to be a part of. We actually tried to shake it off and we had a great time going to festivals with friends, and barbequing into the late afternoon. But the beginning of this week saw us unable to eat or sleep as the drama intensified. Luckily I am surrounded by the most loving and supportive people, who called and emailed me this morning to give their virtual hugs- both family from overseas and acquaintances here that heard about the situation. I tried to reconnect with my newly found happiness by reading uplifting books and getting out into the big, beautiful world.

I had a great afternoon at the Hibiscus Coast thrift store. I want to do some collages with vintage papers, and boy did I hit the motherload. The papers above are musical cover sheets. Look at those colors! And it’s old paper! They even had a great aged and hole-y piece of wood in the dumpster that I snagged. Also yarn, I bought skeins of it. And I don’t even knit. Acid yellow, ocean blue, coral. I want to have sooo much fun playing with all these things that I have no space left in my head for any more yuckiness.

So I’ll leave you with an image taken a while back that has virtually no color. Because believe me, it’s going to be full-on saturated intensity for the next few weeks.