Friday, 25 November 2011

Leominster Victorian Christmas Market

Roll Up!  Roll Up! Get Your Bargains Here!!

hello dear readers!  i'm so excited because i'm going to be joining in the fun at the Victorian Christmas Market that's held at Leominster every year.  this year it's on Saturday 10th December all day in Corn Square.

i did my first stall there last year and it went really well.  everybody was so friendly - there was a great christmassy (is that a word?!) atmosphere and everyone was so complimentary about my work which was really lovely.

  it was so encouraging because it was my very first stall i had ever done and i was nervous as you can imagine.  i needn't have worried though because everybody was so chatty and helpful.  i was also fortunate to have my son helping me which was great and he's very kindly agreed to help me again this year, because my stall got pretty busy, and of course dear reader it wouldn't be christmas if i couldn't stop for a mince pie and a glass of mulled wine at some point during the day!

there's always a great selection of stalls selling all sorts of things from handmade jewellery through to local food and drink.

all my work is inspired by old photographs and postcards and i like to use original vintage ephemera as much as possible in my original one-off collages that i make.

on my stall i will be selling handmade items that i have been making over the last few weeks from cards, jewellery and collages through to my teacups that i designed myself that are made from fine bone china and are dishwasher safe.  i'm really excited to be selling this limited edition teacup design.  as you know dear reader it was a long process to get my design off the ground and actually be made into teacups that i hope you will like.

i hope you will be able to come along and join in the festive fun and do some last minute christmas shopping.  it would be lovely if you could stop by my stall for a chat and say hello!

Wednesday, 16 November 2011

My Secret Love Affair!!

My Secret Love Affair!

dear reader i have a confession to make.  after 19 years of marriage i am having an illicit affair with another - his name is Kristopher Krups.

i know i shouldn't be, but i just can't help myself so i feel i must tell you the full story.

it was just a very ordinary day no different to any other. i was in town.  as i was gaily trotting along doing my christmas shopping i saw him for the very first time and wham!  it was love at first sight.

i stopped in my tracks. as i gazed at him in all his glory through the shop window,  he winked at me.  i noticed how smart he looked in his vibrant red shirt.  i said 'how handsome you look.'  'thank you' said he.  he replied 'you look beautiful in your peacock-blue hat and jacket.'  'why thankyou' said i.  he told me his name was Kristopher Klups.  i told him my name was collagegypsy.

before i knew what i was doing i went into the shop to have a closer look at him.  i ran my hands over his well-defined shoulders, he flexed his muscles for me.

we were instantly attracted to one another.  i gave him a flirtatious look,  he showed me his package.

we carried on chatting for a while.  i knew he liked me because i was being given the green light.

i decided there and then that we must never be parted so i took him home with me.

ever since that fateful day, every afternoon when everybody is out at work or college, Mr Klups makes mad passionate love to me!

we spend a wonderful hour flirting across the coffee cups chatting and enjoying each others company before everybody returns home.

i don't know how long this illicit love affair will go on for, but i can truthfully say that at this moment in time Mr Klups is pressing all the right buttons!!!

Tuesday, 8 November 2011

Time waits for no Mum!

Time waits for no Mum!

as you know dear reader i am busy re-decorating my spare room in preparation for the large delivery of tea-cups i have ordered.

i feel that i should give you a little background history of our spare room and the role it has played over the years.

if you have a spare room or a cupboard under the stairs somehow it inevitably ends up as a 'dumping ground' for the things that a family gathers over the years.  you don't mean for it to happen but somehow that spare kettle, old sunlounger, the box of christmas decorations slowly builds up until suddenly it becomes an avalanche of 'stuff' that you don't want to throw away.

i'm afraid dear reader that after 19 years of marriage that's exactly what was going on in our spare room.  it had got to the stage that i was afraid a gremlin might have been living in there undetected all this time.

i decided to brave it and start to sort through all the artifacts of our life.

i sorted out the usual nonsense of dvd players, old coats, a yoga mat (used twice i think!) and then i came across the holy grail of 'things saved to do at a later date.'

i found four boxes of the kids playgroup and school work from when they were little.  needless to say dear reader i shed many a tear as i sorted through it.  my aim was to reduce the four boxes to a box each, one for my daughter and one for my son.  my plan had always been to make them a scrapbook each and when the day came for them to leave home i would give them each this little memento to save and show their children in turn.

i found all their old cards, pictures and school books from many moons ago - they are now 18 and nearly 17 - and as i sat amongst the piles of macaroni laden paintings, sea shells covered in sticky glue, strange-looking animals and cardboard easter flowers i felt sad for all the time that had passed so quickly.

i remembered their scabby knees from falling over; their singing at the different school plays; the bear hugs they would give me; and their excited chatter when they came in from school each evening.

then something strange started to happen.

  slowly i began to remember things that weren't so great and i was glad that they were in the past.  things like the inevitable headlice that they would catch each new autumn term; having to go through their spellings with them when all they wanted to do was watch cartoons; the tantrums in town when they were tired. 

i began to realise that instead of being sad for things past, i was happy about all the things i do with them now and all the fun things still to come.

 my daughter and i love going girly shopping; my son likes to take the dogs for a walk with me; my husband and i like to take them for a family meal at our local pub;  just small everyday pleasures but that is the key word here - PLEASURE.

it's always a pleasure to hear somebody say what a lovely job we've done of bringing them up.  different people tell us what lovely polite and helpful children we have.  my daughter works full-time as a beauty therapist, my son is studying at college because he wants to be a police officer.

i'm very proud of what they've achieved and the people they have become.  and yes dear reader i will still shed a tear for things past but hopefully i've got grandchildren to look forward to and i now have a space ready and waiting in our spare room for the macaroni laden paintings they will make for us!

Tuesday, 1 November 2011

who lives in a house like this?

'Through the keyhole - who lives in a house like this?'

recently dear reader i've been attempting to redecorate our home. with the changing of the clocks my nesting instincts have come racing to the fore and now i want to re-arrange furniture and rooms so that it feels more cosy for winter.

the trouble is, as usual with many a great idea it sounds so simple when i say what i want to do, but actually doing it and fitting it in with everything else i've got going on is proving a feat in itself.

just this morning i have painted the second coat of paint in the spare room.  i'm trying to make some storage space for the 400 cups & saucers and mugs that i've ordered.  if you remember dear reader, a couple of blogs ago i showed you my own designed china.  i placed my order but now the logistics of the whole venture has just dawned on me.  they come in boxes of 6, so how on earth am i going to be able to store 66 boxes while i'm waiting to sell them?

as well as decorating i am making christmas cards, decorations, cushions and lots of other items to supply the shops that stock my work.  i don't know if i'm coming or going!

what is proving the most difficult in regards to decorating is the fact that i am a bit of a collector and hoarder as you can see from my photos taken around our home.

every time i want to re-do a room it takes me ages just to empty it!

i've always loved collecting things that make me happy or are inspirational to my work.  from the kitsch to the unusual, if i like it i find a home for it somehow, even if it is a bit of a squeeze!

and i'm not even going to mention the fabrics i collect to use in my work!

i feel i must also confess to being a collecter of china and ornaments.  thank goodness winter is on the horizon because i have got a serious car-boot problem!

the trouble is i find the most wonderful things there - much to my poor hubby's dismay!

my excuse when he complains about another 'fantabulous find' i bring home is that at least it keeps me out of mischief.

i also remind him that it is really important to me that the house reflects who and what i am at the present time - i'm always changing the way i look so it seems logical to me that i also change the house around.  i'm at home a lot working in my studio so i need inspirational surroundings.

anybody who knows me will tell you that i dress how i live and craft. i wear colourful layers everyday and i use collaged layers in my work.

so i think it's safe to answer the question 'who lives in a house like this?' as it could only possibly be my very understanding family and me!!!