Category Archives: Mosaic

a Stellenbosch day

Alex and I took some time out yesterday and spent it in Stellenbosch, a university town in the winelands about 25 mins from Cape Town (university…get it?! nudge nudge….)

We stopped for coffee, strolled up and down the streets, window shopped, visited Verbatim, the bookshop that a friend of mine started with her partner a few years ago, bought Howard Jacobson’s latest novel, had a picnic down by the river (grilled haddock and baby tomatoes and salticrax and grapes), got a bit lost, got caught up in school traffic by mistake in the afternoon, enjoyed the views, the art galleries, the library, the people. A very relaxed pace of life out there, for the consumer at least!

We had recently heard that Stellenbosch was going to be South Africa’s first entirely ‘free wifi’ town, so Alex had her ipad permanently clutched in her paws to test this out.  I stopped to look at some crochet crafts in a window, and just then two reporters from the Sunday Times popped up with cameras and notebooks to interview Alex for the story they were doing on the subject.  (Note to self: buy 10 copies on Sunday….daughter = famous!!!)

It was a hot sunny day (29 deg), and by the time we got home mid-afternoon, along the businest N1 I’ve ever known, I was ready for a little nap.

To be continued…

 

Rondebosch Market October 2012

Jam Tarts was at Rondebosch Market yesterday. It was evident that people are starting to buy presents for Christmas and others have an end-of-year overseas trip planned, so they can buy items that are winter-friendly.

A friend of Rob’s passed on a couple of body hangers which are wonderful for displaying shawls. Only thing is (and a couple of people commented on this as well), I think they’ll look better with knickers. What do you think?

And a happy ending for the first mirror I made with broken crockery:

To be continued…

Nothing like the picture

The September 2012 issue of Ideas magazine had this project:

which inspired me to rush out and buy a small sack of mortar from my local Pennypinchers. At 15kgs even a small sack is heavy, though, and my grunting, humping and dragging was ridiculous and noisy enough to rouse a fit young chap to carry it to my car. I guess this is what happens as one gets older…I must force myself to get used to it.

My first attempt was a big fail because I didn’t read the manufacturer’s instructions properly. I thought the concrete needed 24 hours to set instead of the required 7 days (I know, please don’t say anything) so I cleaned up the sopping, crumbly  sandy mess and started again.

This is the result.

Nothing like the picture! I managed to get air bubbles and also couldn’t get the inner plastic out with pliers, as in step #8.  I’ll leave it to dry some more and then will do a bit of sanding, but I have a strong feeling that this isn’t for me.  I still have a sack of mortar, though – anyone need any bricklaying done?

On a happier note, I got in a bit of mosaicing in the last couple of days:

The number one is for a customer, the little frame was a half-finished left-over project from Jane’s daughter that got passed on to me, and the crucifix is going to be on sale at our next market day. Which is this coming Saturday, 13 October.

And my best news of all – my daughter, Alex, is coming home in less than 2 weeks’ time! She has been away since January, gallivanting (and working) in and around London, Ireland, Scotland, New York and France, and I have missed her.  She only wrote her matric last year and is still only 18, so I am extra proud of the way she has handled herself on this trip and organised her life and her finances and her health.  She’ll be back in time for my 51st birthday, so I think a celebration is in order.

To be continued…

Getting trashed

I can feel a spate of trashiness coming on. I thought it started with the tuna can pincushions last week, plus the experiments with cement and plastic milk bottles (more on that when the stuff has set properly), but I’ve also been thinking lightbulbs, empty wine bottles and peanut butter jars. Scrabbling for a coffee mug in the wrong cupboard just now, my eye lit on this and I remembered it was once a can of chili tomatoes.

 

 

I like it more now than I did when I made it.  I’ve put it on my window sill with a sprig of mint, which should grow roots soon.

Seems I’ve had trash on the brain for longer than I realised.

To be continued…

Weekend in review

Yikes, it’s Monday already.  I hope you all had a great weekend.  I had an averagely productive one.  Could have done more but, hey, what’s a weekend without a couple of afternoon naps in it, right?

Got started on a new set of mosaic crucifixes (jigsawed by Rob):

       

Came close to finishing the shoulder sack that Tamara kindly sent me the pattern for:

Crocheted a shawl for Rabbit, with flower by Doreen:

And even got my hands dirty in the garden, filling a couple of black bags with weeds and getting some cuttings ready to pot up and give as a gift to an ex-colleague with a new garden:

Right, that’s that.  New week – new list.

To be continued…