I love that they start on the Friday evening, as I can’t think of a better way to start my weekend than by milling around a market filled with beautiful people and beautiful things. Carriageworks is a great space for it. I don’t think two of my favourite stall holders will be there this year, Publisher Textiles and Kareena Zerefos. But I am hoping to nab myself a Puddin’head teatowel.
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I just bought my first fine art print! I have been obsessing over dkim’s prints for ages and will one day have a house full of Charley Harper.
But for now, I am the soon-to-be proud-owner of a Julie Morstad.
This is the artist that did the cover and liner note illustrations for Neko Case’s spectacular (and much cherished) album Fox Confessor Brings the Flood, and I’m pretty sure she is also responsible for the super awesome video clip for the first single from Neko’s current album, Middle Cyclone. If ever a music video was made for me it was that one: kestrels, bookcases, girls in knee high socks, a killer whale, and a beautiful siberian tiger. I discovered today that she has also done a stunning set of ABC cards that I simply must own. Isn’t the U for Umbrellas one delightful?
Obviously, I am a fan. I am really excited and can’t wait for my new print to arrive. It doesn’t even go with my room, really… but I have always loved it. I first saw this particular illustration at tinyshowcase and have been rather obsessed with it ever since. I do love tea, afterall… and am an expert dish stacker from way back. I know this is only the beginning of an owning-art obsession… I am going to have to make friends with a picture framer.
Nothing else much to report. I haven’t done much this week except go to work, come home and cook, make and enjoy sprawling all over my beautiful stripey red bed, watch Dollhouse, and hang out with Dave. All incredibly rewarding activities, to be sure.
I covet this fox scarf designed by UK textile artist Donna Wilson so much. I saw it in Dunedin Public Art Gallery when I was home at Christmas, and thought it was sweet… like an old fox stole, but playful and not at all dangerous to the real life foxes out there. Remember that pitiful moment in Grizzly Man when Timothy Treadwell cries over the dead fox? I don’t want anyone to weep over my clothing, but I do like the idea of a fox draped around my shoulders. Sartorial gestures towards woodland creatures are awesome.
So, yes… the desire for this quaint piece of fabric whimsy is growing. I have been a vulpine state of mind for a couple of weeks, now… and seeing Neko Case three times in the last week hasn’t helped.
I wants it.