30 December 2010
a handcrafted christmas
Each Christmas my father sets to work crafting something original for us (myself, my brother, my sister and also Lucy and Audrey). I have complete and utter faith in his aesthetic and more often than not he adds some ingenious detail (such as Lucy's bedhead with built-in bookshelf for her third birthday). I have been (idly) looking out for a bench seat for our hall for an eternity, so when Dad asked me if I'd like something handcrafted (uh, YES) I made the suggestion.
This little beauty is from recycled rimu, and is as heavy as sin. The length and style and colour (natural wood, oiled) fits in more perfectly than I could imagine. Along with the typography print my brother bought for me for Christmas our hall has been transformed, and since then I have actually found myself sitting in the hall reading, or chatting with my mum (who just left to go home today, wah..)!
For Christmas presents I also did some crafting of my own, with one of the gifts being this cushion for my dad. It's a mix of wool, leather (applique, piping) and suede (applique). Falkirk is the name of his property, and he lives and loves and breathes all things western so a horseshoe and stetson (of which he owns a number of) seemed to be most fitting for the front of it. I almost added a few pockets to the back of it for his remotes (I was thinking of something unexpected yet practical like he often does) but decided not to in the end. Still not a bad idea for keeping track of those roaming remotes, especially with kids around.
Whooee, almost New Years Eve.