Let me start by clarifying that I am not obsessed with butterflies… but they are such wonderful subjects for 3D artwork. I made this recently for a friends little girl Maddison who was born several months ago. Let me take you through the easy… Read More
Back in the house-hunting days (which seems like an eternity away, although only eight weeks ago!) we stumbled across a garage sale. In truth, my finely tuned senses probably chose the house to view because it was next to a garage sale. At a glance my husband was hesitant ‘there’s nothing worth looking at in there’, which was like a red rag to a bull… the determination led me to my find.
There it was, my wooden (3 piece puzzle) hippo. Displayed on the table along side old kitchen utensils, items from the garage, and some homemade rum balls.
It was calling my name. I knew straight away I could show it a new life, be the catalyst for its rebirth. I could see this project immediately.
Walking out, my husband asked me what I bought, he really shouldn’t have been surprised when I showed him a wooden hippo in my hand.
This project has taken me a lot longer than expected, which can be blamed on the multitude of boxes I have had to pack between each stage of this rebirth (it has also dawned on me that I have spent 2.5 years bringing a lot of unnecessary ‘things’ into our home). We are moving home in 4 days, and the fear of my half-transformed hippo getting packed into a box, and not given any love for another week or so, spurred me on the complete it before the removalists arrive.
I have a thing for butterflies at the moment – maybe it has something to do with the current metamorphosis my life is undertaking right now. We have sold our home in the city (Melbourne), and bought a block of land on a golf course, about 800m from the beach in Torquay (all in the one week). Hence the reason I have been a little quite lately.
My husband and I joke that we have brought our retirement plans forward about 30 years – and I can’t think of a reason why we shouldn’t. After all, life is to be lived – isn’t it?
Yes, I did say land (no house – yet!). You will all be blessed with living the exciting experience of designing, building, decorating and landscaping our new home – the next year will be Hey Bernice! on steroids.
Decorating the walls in your home is a very personal thing – it’s like choosing an additional housemate, because you have to live with your decision every day. I found myself being so particular about size, colour and mood of my wall decor that I end up making them myself. The decision to do so is simple, but then I still need my creative inspiration to come from somewhere … and worse still, I need to actually like the result. If you re wanting to start creating your own wall decorations be careful not to find your inspiration from something that is or was ultra fashionable, or it will look dated before you have even finished (unless that is the look are after!). I try to do something that reflects my style, and is different to anything else I have seen – an eclectic mix of many things.