Friday, 12 September 2014


Yesterday I tagged along with my friend's pottery group to a Raku day.
Raku is kind of like magic - it involves chemical reactions, intense heat and puffs of smoke. It's unpredictable - you never know what colour your glazes will come out as it all depends on the amount of oxygen and other scientific things which I don't quite understand...
It's the best fun- and so exciting when you wipe the soot off your pots and see what you've got!

I only took three things to fire -

I drew on some lines and spots with melted wax and them painted on the glaze - the small one with spots was supposed to come out a bright copper colour and the other two were a white crackle glaze -

With a raku kiln you can look through the top and see your pots glowing red - mind your eyebrows though, it's about 1000 degrees in there...

Then you carefully lift the roof off the kiln... 

And quickly drop the pots into bins full of combustible material such as newspaper or sawdust...

After they've been in the smoke for a while - you can vary the time depending on the finish you're after - you lift them out with tongs and wipe away the soot.


Here are my three - the polka dot one came out an iridescent bluey colour which I'm not sure I like... it might grow on me though!

I made this terracotta pot about 8 years ago - I didn't realise how similar it was to the others until I put them next to each other -

Thursday, 21 August 2014

Felting Frenzy

I have a new passion for felting - in fact I love it so much I'm going to have to open an Etsy shop to sell some of my creations off - if I can bear to part with them!
Watch this space!

Tuesday, 5 August 2014

Op-shop jackpot!

So today is my self-designated Day of Me - in other words Tuesday is my day and I WILL ENJOY IT! 
I may also clean the bathroom but only if it makes me happy to do so.
So this morning I went on my monthly Op- shop trawl. The op-shops in town are pretty good- I never buy any clothes as they're mostly old lady type polyester blouses or cheapy stuff from Supre and Rivers but...
This is what I bought today-

A vintage measuring jug...


A very large vintage Western Australia souvenir tea towel-


Four small plates with sailing boats and seagulls -


And two old atlases and a globe for work projects.

Pretty good haul eh?

But you know that one thing you are always looking for - every car boot sale, swap meet, op shop or secondhand shop you go into.
We all have one thing - the jewel, the absolute perfect find. What's yours?

Mine is....


Peanuts mugs!
I always carefully dig through all the old mugs in the hope of finding one. Today I only went in the Salvos because it was on the way home and there it was, just waiting for me.
So happy :) 

And here are its friends..


Wednesday, 9 July 2014

Selective pictures of my house...

Its the school holidays so my house is, of course, in a huge mess...
So I'm trying to turn a blind eye to the chaos and pick out the nice bits instead!

Thursday, 3 July 2014

A windy walk

We went for an ear-achingly windy walk yesterday after school.
Felt proper wintry!

Monday, 23 June 2014

Fairbridge windows

Yesterday we went for a walk around Fairbridge Village, just down the road from us. It was originally a Child Migrant Farm School, established in 1913 by the philanthropic Kingsley Fairbridge and his wife.
From 1913 until 1983, 3580 children lived and grew up at Fairbridge - the majority of them being from destitute families or children's homes in the UK.
These days Fairbridge is run as a youth charity, offering training, accommodation, holidays and activities for families with a disabled child and a whole load of other programmes and opportunities.

It was really fascinating to walk around - its so well preserved and after looking at the photos of the groups of children arriving in Fremantle by boat, it was quite easy to step back in time and imagine what it was like for them, arriving and growing up there.
Nowadays its a happy place to be, and from most accounts it was a happy place back then, but I felt it had a certain sadness about it, maybe because I was walking around with my boys, and imagining all those other children...