What a great weekend! The last few days have shown that things always happen for a reason and no matter how bad things are perceived to be, there's always a silver lining.
After my disappointing trip to the Eye Institute (where I was told I'd have to wait another month before I can throw my goggles out to sea), I spent the arvo furthering my latest crafting escapade - lacemaking.
I was telling MP about the Lace Making Guild of NSW and he alerted me to the traditional heirarachical structures of experts within Guilds. A quick search of "Guilds" on Wikipedia revealed that, "Before a new employee could rise to the level of mastery, he had to go through a schooling period during which he was first called an apprentice. After this period he could rise to the level of journeyman... After this journey and several years of experience, a journeyman could be received as master craftsman"
As Barney Stinson would say... "Challenge Accepted!"
My aim - To become a Master craftsman.
(And now I've made this announcement on this blog, there's no turning back.)
So I spent Friday and Saturday persevering through Rosemary's sampler chapter where I learnt the basics to lace making. Her second chapter on braids was boring as bat poo, so after a few stitches, I decided to ditch it... landing myself on the chapter where my journey into creating something that actually resembles lace begins - The world of torchon (pronounced "tore-shone") lace.
As always, the weekend went by way too quickly and I didn't get to indulge in torchon for as long as I wanted to. (Progress photo below). On the upside, now I've got something else to look forward to at the end of the working day.
A trip to St Ignatius College yesterday landed me in a market full of ballerina tulle, felt toys and teddy bears. Where was I you ask? At the Sydney Mathilda Markets! This is the place where (one day) I aspire to have my own little tressle table, selling my wares. I just have to work out what my wares are... but I guess that's part of what this blog is about. Here's some pictures from the markets -
After lunch at Sambal (where Mrs.P gave us a whole Singaporean Chilli crab to take home!), the rest of Sunday was spent cooking up a feast for friends who came over for dinner. Neil Perry's vegetable pot pie, Jamie Oliver's tomato salad, Guy Hannaford's roast potatoes and green salad. Our fridge is now stocked full of left overs. Love it!
After my disappointing trip to the Eye Institute (where I was told I'd have to wait another month before I can throw my goggles out to sea), I spent the arvo furthering my latest crafting escapade - lacemaking.
I was telling MP about the Lace Making Guild of NSW and he alerted me to the traditional heirarachical structures of experts within Guilds. A quick search of "Guilds" on Wikipedia revealed that, "Before a new employee could rise to the level of mastery, he had to go through a schooling period during which he was first called an apprentice. After this period he could rise to the level of journeyman... After this journey and several years of experience, a journeyman could be received as master craftsman"
As Barney Stinson would say... "Challenge Accepted!"
My aim - To become a Master craftsman.
(And now I've made this announcement on this blog, there's no turning back.)
So I spent Friday and Saturday persevering through Rosemary's sampler chapter where I learnt the basics to lace making. Her second chapter on braids was boring as bat poo, so after a few stitches, I decided to ditch it... landing myself on the chapter where my journey into creating something that actually resembles lace begins - The world of torchon (pronounced "tore-shone") lace.
As always, the weekend went by way too quickly and I didn't get to indulge in torchon for as long as I wanted to. (Progress photo below). On the upside, now I've got something else to look forward to at the end of the working day.
A trip to St Ignatius College yesterday landed me in a market full of ballerina tulle, felt toys and teddy bears. Where was I you ask? At the Sydney Mathilda Markets! This is the place where (one day) I aspire to have my own little tressle table, selling my wares. I just have to work out what my wares are... but I guess that's part of what this blog is about. Here's some pictures from the markets -
After lunch at Sambal (where Mrs.P gave us a whole Singaporean Chilli crab to take home!), the rest of Sunday was spent cooking up a feast for friends who came over for dinner. Neil Perry's vegetable pot pie, Jamie Oliver's tomato salad, Guy Hannaford's roast potatoes and green salad. Our fridge is now stocked full of left overs. Love it!
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