Monday, 26 February 2007

Daddy Fleece

Today, Molly and I sang "T-t-t-t-t-t-touch me, I wanna be diiirty! Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me! Creature of the night!" All the way down to Glenferrie Road. Then We were very indecisive, which often happens, and ended up eating yoghourt at the train station. Oh It Got So Hot Today. I was sitting in Studio Art and my hair felt like it was going to weld to my neck!
But I found a two dollar coin on the ground, and I just shrieked! That is the nicest thing to happen, and it is very rare to find a gold coin just lying in the middle of a busy walkway!
When I got home, I found that The Meet Me At Mike's blog which is run by Pip Pip Plum Pip have made a special post just for me. It's just little and lovely. Thank you!

Here is a picture of some 'nuno' felt that I made last year, drying in the breeze. The word 'nuno' means 'fabric' in Japanese, and this technique combines fleece with silk organza- so it has a lighter and more drapable effect than other felted materials. I really enjoyed making it, because I felt so cosy, inside rolling my big bamboo mats while the rain pelted down. And then drying it in the sun, admiring my work. What a lovely feeling! I shall be doing it again this coming winter.

The picture at the beginning of this post is of my Dad, when he was sixteen. He was a sharpie, and used to skateboard down the steepest hills in Burwood in the seventies. And he wrote in his diary " Today I am concerned about the threat my father made me; if I don't shave, I will have to have my hair cut, which is ridiculous to even think of. And if I try to grow a beard, well he is going to cut it off himself."


  1. ruby.. would your dad want to be in the Mikes window project? He looks great with the wind in his hair! And perhaps your Pip and Sebastian too? please?
    xxx pip plump plum pip

  2. Oh my god that is SUCH a coincidence, in maths today my friend J & I were singing, "In just seven days...I'm gonna make you a MAAAAAAAAN!!"

    We were trying to sing "Touch me" but neither of us could remember the words.

    Your felt is very pretty, and your dad looks GREAT! I love seeing pictures of parents. My mum was a goth from the ages 17-20 and her pics are brilliant.