Tags

It took awhile but finally the tags are done. I initally wanted to print onto heavy recycled paper but the printer just wasn't liking it at all so I had to ditch that idea. It looks quite different from the original concept, which featured puzzle pieces amongst other things.

I think the tag comes out looking like a mini artwork piece, with the string extending cable like from the lightglobe. The front is nice and smooth whilst the back has a nice grainy texture to it with the cursive print. So pretty and nice to touch. I do like the overall outcome though, despite completely deviating from the original plan. Sometimes my indecisiveness is a blessing rather than a curse, though not when it comes to ordering meals in restaurants where I get quite a few death stares from the wait staff.

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This is the second design in the cushion series. I think the simplicity works well (along with the awesome drawing of the cassette tape...hehe) . I'm working on the third design at the moment which is proving to be a little more difficult.

I want to print the same designs on tea towels to co-ordinate with the cushions. So, I ordered tea towels last week, only to find out that they were no ordinary tea towels. The tea towels are super gigantic, not just a little bigger than the average tea towel, more like the size of a tablecloth. Really bizarre. Who uses gigantic tea towels? Anyway, the plan at this stage is to cut them in half, which is the easiest part. The next part is to sew them up - this is the tricky part. If all fails, I'm hoping there is a market for gigantic tea towels somewhere in the world.

The soft humming of static on tape traces invisible stories in the air.

I've been working on some new designs for mock-up cushions. I've only had a chance to print out one design so far, the others are works in progress at this stage. The new designs are largely inspired by love, pizza and broken records. My drawing skills have improved a little, greatly assisted by my recently improved hand to eye co-ordination, of which I have yoga to thank.

The other day, I was walking home from work and I tripped but did not fall (as I normally would have, if it had been pre-yoga me) . I was so proud of myself from having gracefully recovered from what could have been a disastrous meeting with the pavement and my face. My happiness was somewhat dampened by the smirk of the suit who was walking near me.

Anyway, back to mix-tapes and made-up lyrics. My love of mix-tapes during my early 20's was nurtured by my friends, Catherine and Dave. Our passion and love of music bonded us together, through years of friendship, laughter and everything else that was going on in our lives at that time. We would routinely give each other mix-tapes, with varying degrees of success. I remember Dave's pain and anguish at hearing me complain (many times) about the placement of Mclusky on one of the mix-tapes that he made me. Sorry, Dave.

The mix-tapes were just a way of cataloguing our experiences and sharing it with each other. Nostalgia made me want to re-capture the spirit of those times, the youthful exuberance, bento boxes, random mayhem and photo booth memories. So, here is my ode to friendship...

Parisian Dreams

My little sister is living in Paris, in the Latin Quarter no less. She sent me some photos of her place in Paris, which got me dreaming of all things French. The gorgeous houses with the full-length windows, chocolate croissants for breakfast, spiral staircases (although at the time, I can remember cursing the lack of lifts, considering each step almost killed me under the weight of my backpack). The most french thing that happened to me was being hit in the face accidentally with a baguette by a french guy. Ahh, so many wonderful memories.
Now, if only I could stop dreaming about sun-lit apartments in Paris (complete with a loft space where I could do all my art work). Must focus!