deforestation

paint

A conversation with a friend made me ask myself whether an artist should stick to what people know of him or is he 'allowed' to take a sidepath and show something completely different, unexpectedly, wholeheartedly made...I used to paint...

houses

I had a great time with the photographing team...
The day before I found my birds again - thought I had thrown them away accidentally- and gave them a new home.

open house

Am I excited! Next Friday a team from magazine '101 woonideeen' about the house...
Thanks to Bloesem a while ago.

softies

I spotted lovely softies here at Blinking Flights from Rebecca Dunn, Australia and she has this new obsession of less softer dolls of wood (2nd picture)
What do you think, should I get some softies for our Werkpost shop?

who's afraid ...

...of the big green?
our primary school is being repainted after my colour design and advice. everybody is excited about the new colours!

the door's open

First day we're OPEN!

We've been working hard to fill the shop with our handmade lamps, bags and other textile products, nice ceramic stuff found at the recycle shop and gave it a funny twist, lovely books and airy paper animals from Japan etc etc.

And we were interviewed and photographed for the regional newspaper! We had many many visitors, so a great start!
And live music by husband Albert and his companion Digmon: DNA- music in your genes.

And see here the Werkpost blog.

craftymarkt

Nice crafty market (September 20th) with Tineke Meirink in a stall on a car less (car free?) Sunday...
A good solution for a car free world? ...burn them!

t-shirt

Annoyed beauty in new handprinted shirt.

cows

Homemade candle holders and my mum when she was 18...

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.