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Showing posts with label homemade. Show all posts
Showing posts with label homemade. Show all posts
23.6.11
1.4.11
mi casa es tu casa v.v.
With some people you feel at home... I love Ingrid and her place.
It's lovely to see that my work and my dear friend's work are used extensively.
*'table of content' by Jack Brandsma (hanging basket on the radiator by me :-)
*wool lampshade by Marjolein Perin
*custom made basket by me.
20.1.11
10.11.10
22.10.10
first try
Since my workspace is at home do not work much. I am distracted by the computer which is too near in the living. Sitting behind the screen makes me really unhappy and discontent with myself and it clogs my creativity. So... no more screen for days! Except the screens to print fabrics! I wanted to give this a try for weeks.
This is my first try of a two colour image, printed on line. Previous work was one colour only (photo below print on vintage woolen blankets).
This is my first try of a two colour image, printed on line. Previous work was one colour only (photo below print on vintage woolen blankets).
this photo is taken at the window but turned out a bit dark due to stormy weather today.
I feel so much better now....!
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8.10.10
27.9.10
jummie
Once in a while I receive delicious homemade jam of Janneke.
After finishing it I give her back the empty jars and now with some handprinted stickers and a small shopping bag.
22.9.10
home is where the art is
My daughters (11 and 14) are diligently working - like the spider outside on eyelevel- on their own handmade jewelry webshop "Kraaloogjes".
How I love them embarking on such venture.
And then considering that I may not have a down-town workshop anymore ... so where will my art be?
10.8.10
new
Totally happy with my new selfmade business cards! As many crafty girls I dislike computers but I managed to do this, with a little help from my husband though...
6.1.10
21.10.09
paint
22.9.09
13.9.09
cows
oh and that cow... well yes, I was at a farm yesterday...very near to a couple of hundred majestic cows while they were being milked. I wished I could stay there all day; observing them and listening to them. But the farmer stood in the way. So I offered to help him at the farm one day as an excuse to be near them. I told him I always greet the ladies in the field when I cycle to work. And then he looked at me with a glazed look as if I was mad or joking.
21.5.09
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