Too much inspiration

On my bookcase: the newest copy of Extra Curricular- this issue focusses on jewellers and there's a piece I wrote about my experience of working with Susi. Also My heart wanders by Pia Jane Bijkerk, The Liberty book of Home Sewing, Letters from Father Christmas by J.R.R. Tolkien and the Colette sewing handbook.
The problem with these books are that they are all too inspiring. I just want to start a million projects.

Magic potion

Toby's beard is getting more and more druid-like. If only he could brew magic potion.

Spare moments

Olliebollen, canals and tv slippers for Max. Three very dutch things. Max's slippers were knitted by his Granny. My Oma used to knit them for me and my 18 cousins.
These days between Christmas and New Years are my favourite time. The pressure of Christmas is off and now with a baby, I have no New Years plans either. Which is actually a relief. Also, there are two very keen grandparents here to play with Max, so I actually the luxury of reading some books that have been waiting very patiently for me.

Granny and G-pop

Carolyn and Andrew travelled all the way from Baguio to meet their third grandson. G-pop seems to have the magic touch at getting Max to sleep. I think he just plays possum until Max conks.

My heart

I've just finished reading My heart wanders by former Amsterdamer Pia Jane Bijkerk, which is about following your heart and full of beautiful photographs. In it she talks about coming across random heart-shaped conicidences in her travels and funnily enough, on a walk through Vondlepark on christmas morning I found this little balloon. Just waiting for me.

White lightning

Slipped into the studio today while Max was sleeping to finish this necklace off for the Shazam launch party tomorrow. It turned out well, I'm really happy with it.
Toby brought home a copy of Shazam and it looks awesome. The illustration in the photo above is the centre spread by Barney Hobson. He's a bit talented.
I can't make the party, which I'm gutted about, but get along and have a drink for me. It should be a very fun night.


Back in the studio for the first time since Max was born. It felt great. I'm working on a piece for Shazam's launch party this Friday night at Cafe Schuim. Shazam is an art zine put together by a bunch of crazies in honour of our crazy friend Guy Champney. The party should be crazy too. There'll be free issues of the zine and art for sale. I'm donating a silver Shazam lightning bolt necklace. Get along to the party. Get stuff. Get crazy.

Amsterdams Grafisch Atelier

Toby and Ignasi are working on an exhibition coming up in February. I took Max in to watch them start screenprinting for it at the Amsterdams Grafisch Atelier. It's an amazing space with fantastic facilities. The kind of place I just wish I'd found out about years ago, especially when it's right around the corner from our old house. Just visiting the place was so inspiring. That's the hardest thing for me sometimes, restricting the amount of projects I want to take on. I'd love to get messy with some ink and screens.
Max wasn't so interested in the printing but he had a good boogie with Ignasi and Ferran.

Sun, bird, tree

And of the bird, so rare,
Whose fleeting shadow
Soothes the wounds made by the sun

Excerpt from Landscapes by John Burnside

Fat Animal

Marty dropped in to visit Max and brought some new friends for him. Little wooden finger puppets! He's marrying Mariko next year and I am so bummed I can't make it to their wedding.

Mariko opened her webshop Fat Animal recently. Check it out- she's found some really cute stuff from Japan. She also made these fridge magnets of Toby and I which are too funny.

Sinterklaas and Swarte Piet


These two chaps are Sinterklaas and Swarte Piet. In Holland Sinterklass comes on the 5th of December. And if he doesn't, because you've been a bad boy or girl, Swarte Piet will put you in his sack and take you away to Spain. Cause Spain sucks so much?
Anyway the whole thing is the source of much confusion, amusement and sometimes even a bit of anger for non-dutchies. But basically it's just like Christmas, except early and with bad rhyming poems. Then at Christmas, the "Christmas Man" comes i.e. Santa Claus. So really it's just an excuse for two rounds of pressies and treats.
Today is Max's first Sinterklaas and he got a Nientje toy for his pram. Dad and Mum ate all his peppernoten though.

Max is my new style advisor

What it looks like when I'm working on the kitchen table. You've got computer corner, snacks to the bottom right and jewellery stuff all over the place. Max and I sing some songs and he tells me stories in his own funny language. I'm working on some baby-proof jewellery. Stuff that can't injure the little guy when he's crawling all over me. Think elastic and fabric.

Kiss off medal
Brass, cold enamel, silk, glass beads

For homesick Kiwis in Amsterdam who like feijoas

Marqt (the organic supermarket on Overtoom) are selling feijoas. Although I'm sure most New Zealanders will be shocked that I paid about $1 per feijoa. Fejoas should be given to you by the shopping bag full by your eldery next-door neighbour whose tree is overflowing.

To make mine go a bit further, I stewed them with some apples to make a simple crumble. Perfect for this wintery wet weather we are enduring at the moment. Served with a scoop of vanilla ice cream, this was such a taste of home it brought on a big wave of homesickness.

Fejoa and apple crumble

8 feijoas
4 granny smith apples

225g plain flour
90g caster sugar
a pinch of salt
1 tsp cinnamon
115g butter

Peel, core and cut up the apples. Stew them with a tablespoon or 2 of water until soft. Add feijoas and pour into an ovenproof dish.
Rub the butter into the dry ingredients until the mixture resembles breadcrumbs. Sprinkle over the fruit and bake until golden.
Don't forget the vanilla ice cream!