Another thing I am too old for is outdoor market stalls.Battling the elements trying to look happy in a 50 knot gale
is not the way to have fun.
Trudging 500 metres to a dubious toilet structure wrecks the mood,
and bad coffee should be a federal offense.
is not the way to have fun.
Trudging 500 metres to a dubious toilet structure wrecks the mood,
and bad coffee should be a federal offense.
Being old means you have had the time to know yourself better,
to be comfortable in the skin, bingo wings and all.
It means your target market is known, and you won't
be at the market
where flocks of hairdos
shuffle past in cut off denim shorts and the wrong hosiery
saying, "Ohmigod, that is so cool".
to be comfortable in the skin, bingo wings and all.
It means your target market is known, and you won't
be at the market
where flocks of hairdos
shuffle past in cut off denim shorts and the wrong hosiery
saying, "Ohmigod, that is so cool".
It may also mean you've gotten your groove.During the week a phrase looped in my mind on high rotation.
It was about style.
Your own groove so deep, so bone knowing,
you are unshakeable.
I felt it at the Eveleigh Markets .The stall next door set up softies that were roughly sewn with
mixed up fabric and linen backgrounds.
My groove faltered.
The strong vines that secured the groove
shuddered and I felt a wimble coming on.
You know a wimble - it has a cold tummy,
an overwhelming sense of weeniness.
Only sitting inside your fort will fix it,
and maybe chocolate if it's a full on wimble.
I looked at my stall.Every item chosen to tell a story.
Each piece another sentence,
adding up to paragraphs so clear,
the message is heard 12 feet away.
The groove vines curled, returning to my ankles,and I ventured from the fort.
The little softies were cuddled and talked to, and
my particular song was heard at the markets.
In the latest issue of Cloth Paper Scissors,Kim Radatz talks about having an open dialog with your materials,
she sees herself as a partner in creation, and dances with her art.
She listens to her inner voice of what is working.
If you have found your groove,no one is going to put you off for long.
This is the benfit of bingo wings and dusty armpits.
And of being in an under cover market
with decent bathrooms and great coffee.
Maybe I should talk aboutthe getting of groove,
and how to refine the groove, once gotten.
Yes.
I am home again, home again
jiggetty jig.
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I just love this post. I am hoping to find my groove. I feel it's close but not there quite yet. That's probably not true, it may be fairly far away. I know it lies in my garden and my sewing room though. :) Your booth is perfect. Your words are perfect and I am so glad you were only off kilter for just a tiny fleck of time.
ReplyDeleteI do know a wimble but I didn't know the name for it before. Thanks for enlightening me. I believe chocolate is needed at this point.
ReplyDeleteYour stall looks super, so inviting. I love the little softie posse that you have going on there!
ReplyDeleteSuch a deep insightful post, and a beautiful stall. I hope you had a succesful day, despite the rough softies next door.
ReplyDeleteI've had those days too, deep chocolate certainly helps to oil the groove.
Your groove is so very groovy ... The stall looks just gorgeous and I am sure your darling little beasties enjoyed the outing as well! Yay for good coffee and dunnies - makes all the difference!
ReplyDeleteI love your bravery for even contemplating a market stall - coffee and bathrooms aside.
ReplyDeleteLots of lovely things. I particularly like your Hills Hoist. Do you also make milk jug covers with little weights along the edges?
ReplyDeletebest wishes, Isabel
I, for one, am waiting, breath bated, for that groove-getting post.
ReplyDeleteoh I hear you on the indoor vs. outdoor markets. I'm way toooooooooo old to do the outdoors anymore :(
ReplyDeleteSo glad your song could be heard over the hubbub of the market and rightly so.
ReplyDeleteYour work is wonderful and your stall looks great. I would've heard your song wafting across the crowds and been drawn to it straight away, had I been visiting
So glad the wimble disappeared and you found your groove again.
Claire :}
You go-go groovy groove girl! -J
ReplyDeleteI may have 31 years of dust beneath my pits so far, so my groove may still be unfolding, but I found myself nodding along in agreement to your post. Especially the outdoor market boycott. I thought I was just being a nancy ... Now I see I'm investing wisely in a lovely, feathery, hand-made pair of bingo wings. And not a day too soon :)
ReplyDeletep.s. I would've spent aaages at your stall cooing over your gorgeous little beauties :)
Hang on to your groove girl :)
ReplyDeleteI hear you... - made experiences along these lines here at the "Textile Art" fair weekend before last - so, indeed, let´s keep on groovin'...
ReplyDeleteYou totally groove:-) And your pics and pieces are so gorgeous!
ReplyDeletevery nice little market space !!
ReplyDeleteWonderful post! As for the "groove," I have mine on, but sometimes, I mistakenly turn the switch off. Right now, in this godforsaken heat and drought, my groove comes and goes, it's just too hot to make anything!
ReplyDeleteIt's always good to be home, though.
You said it SO well.
ReplyDeleteI adore your work
xx
julie
Your wares! So fabulous! I love what you do- Who could ever decide which softie to adopt? Your booth is superb! Glorious!!!
ReplyDeleteHaving only helped many years ago in outdoorsy places, I certainly understand that of which you speak now -
ReplyDeleteAlthough, the few we've taken a chance on going to out here, seems to be the crappy old grandma/grandpa folk art and nothing too interesting - or we too are simply getting older and expect more out of our arty friends and neighbors?
Cheers and sent a note 2 U on FB ~
verification = blemons ; )
Those dreaded, dratted wimbles...they speak in the same voice that once said, "You're not going out wearing THAT are you?" But in the process of acquiring dust, etc., we've learned many things, not the least of which is the ability to be at home in our own groove. I'd love to read what you have to say about acquiring it. Wonderful booth...the wee house pins there, too. I hope it was a great success.
ReplyDeleteooo i love a bit of good old fashioned honesty, specially about what is not ok anymore and just what a girl of certain years is prepared to put up with.
ReplyDeletebeautifully articulated , i thought you were speaking from inside my head and saying all those things i would say if someone was listening..
go you and good luck with the indoor market and with finding way more peeps who hear and appreciate your song ..
never heard of eveleigh markets looks like a great new spot to check out. i'm still giggling over "omigod that is so cool" :p
ReplyDeletethose little fabric houses are omigod! so cool! they look like magnets but maybe not since they're on a board?
btw, is that you in the balmain village voice?
Oh My Giddy Aunt everything about YOU is superb, everything I've seen you do has more groove than the average person has ever had in their pinky finger.
ReplyDeleteYou're a ten out of ten Darling. If you shudder or wimble again I'll have to come round and whack you!
You epitmoise the groove, you have the groove, so spread the word you groovy young Grrl ... old? ... You ... No Way Never ... NEXT! xo.
Thanks for visiting my corner of sand/gravel. And for your kind offer of milk jug covers - I actually own several, including a miniature one my mother-in-law made for a child's tea set. I was only thinking of saleable items for you ...
ReplyDeletePlease let us know if your stall was successful.
Isabel x
You really need to write a book. I love your insights, your humor, your photos, your work...you have a voice. Perhaps it's the groove. Makes me happy every time you post!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great post. Love your words and love your images. It is like being brought into a whole new, fantastical world!
ReplyDelete"my particular song"...love that. Once you hear your own music you are on the path....
ReplyDeleteYeah, a book - that would be good!
xxoo
Yay for the honest and sometimes wimbly makers of the world! .... having come to terms with the ups and downs of taking my wares to markets, the battle against the cold, the heat, the coffee, the inane comments and one's age (to name a few of the challenges), I know all is well with world when I read like-minded thoughts and see such wonderful creations. There is just no comparison to work such as yours which (pardon my assumptions) comes from the hidden treasures within the artist's soul. There are works of art and there are things thrown together and it's not a bad thing to find oneself next to one or the other ... (a bit obscure perhaps but I know what I mean!)
ReplyDeleteGod, your stall looks fantastic! I am squeaking with anticipation about your groove getting 'talk'.
ReplyDeleteYou are Irresistable!
ReplyDeleteYour booth looks amazing. I love your writing. Thanks for teaching me a new word. Groove on.
Lovingly photographed each and every one. How lovely to know that you have found such a cumfy groove. I predict the release of much more creativity. So glad that your Siren sung for you there!
ReplyDeleteI like your groove - it has a rhythm that suits me well. Perhaps it is my own dusty armpits and bingo wings, perhaps it is essence. It doesn't matter...
ReplyDeleteI love your critters to bits.
It's me - Jan - crazy blogspot acting up again...
from one of the most groovy people I know this was another inspiring post. And may I say, If I had know you would be there I would have attended myself. Will you be there next markets?
ReplyDeletetis a good groove
ReplyDeleteand
i love the bunting...
I weep that I am so late to this.
ReplyDeleteThis is pure unadulterated poetry.
Also, I must say what I've realized quite a while ago... I remember when I first found your site and was tickled and kept coming back and loved all your adventures and Hound and the changes and growth, and suddenly I noticed that your following had moved from a dozen to HUNDREDS!!!
ReplyDeleteYou rock. No Wimbletypeg.
aaaahhhhh...
ReplyDeletehere is hoping more than Groove
came you way {{ $$$ }}
as your display
seems a Bit of Heaven
to my dusty armpits...
:-)
clearly
i would have walked away with some
~~Dear Little Houses~~
at
the very least....
Love your plush critters and tiny houses to wear. So glad I found your blog today!
ReplyDeleteJennifer
I'm not sure what bingo wings and dusty armpits are (I think I can guess), but I wholeheartedly agree with everything you said about outdoor markets, and I think every lovely thing in your stall looks absolutely marvelous! I would love to hear what you have to say about the getting of groove, because I eat a lot of chocolate.
ReplyDeleteYour stall would draw me to the market .... inside or out..... and the little houses in the suitcase would steel my heart.
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