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Artists Shouldn't Procreate


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Lying in bed yesterday morning, as Georgia sang "Baa Baa Black Sheep" and yelled "Wook at Meeeee!!!!!" whenever we turned away, and Theo ran around with a bucket on his head, while Ellis told me he was "Never ever going to school ever ever again", Kevin and I agreed that artists should probably not be allowed to procreate with each other.  

A Morning in the Life


Up at 5:15am. I know this, as Ellis practices his new found clock reading skills for my fuzzy brain. The light has to go on of course, so he can read the clock and I mutter under my breath about reading being overrated in children.

With Ellis up, all 3 children and Kevin are awake. (Note to self: must practice inside voices). 

Kevin shepards them downstairs for breakfast (porridge) while I stay in bed and read emails and formulate A PLAN for the day. I secretively read one chapter of my book, wanting to spend my day lost in that world, but the real world finds me in the form of a 19 month old who calls me "DeeDee".

The smallest one and I head downstairs for coffee and left over cheeze-free pizza (me) and porridge (him). I wander ino the office for a morning of work.

First up, pattern emails. I am grateful in my foggy early morning state that there weren't many sales on Etsy in the night.  Each pattern has to be emailed out individually and it's easy to miss one if I am not careful. Then, on to answering emails and tweets from Kat.  It is a very big and exciting day for Capturing Childhood, with our courses and gift certificates going live. A bit of spit and polish is required for the lovely and newly designed site and a few images I had forgotten to send. 

In between all of this, I pick up my new knitwear design.  Realising that I have misjudged the ease of the item, I have added in 2 pattern repeats too many.  Its ripped back and cast on again, then I decide I want to change the stitch pattern ever so slightly and a new swatch is made.  Its better.  Math is re-done and I am ready to cast on.


In the background, I can hear the rabble reaching a fever pitch.  Tonight is the wedding of beloved friends and all 3 are bouncing with excitement.  Kevin does his best to keep the calm and get them dressed, but it is hard to fight the wave of energy that is emminating from the little people.


At 8:30, Kevin and the babies head out to work and nursery, after Kev and I decide our plan of attack for getting everyone dressed and ready this evening. I finish rounding up the big boy to go to school.  As we walk out the door and down the street, he tells everyone about the wedding and his desperate need for a haircut. 

The trip to and from school takes about 25 minutes and as I walk back in the door, Kat phones to talk through the finer details of today.  Work is divided up and I quickly write up my to do list. 

Then, its off to answer emails.  I have a list as long as my arm of people to get back to, all the while watching the weather anxiously.  I am the photographer for today's wedding and rain is not welcome. 

Once emails are done, its back to designing.  I am designing a small collection of kits for Not On The High Street. The designs focus on big and gorgeous yarns for a series of home and personal accessories.  I am currently working with Rowan Cocoon - one of my newly discovered loves. I have been trying to design a cowl for a solid week, but it is simply not flowing. I know it will come to me, but I get frustrated all the same. 

Throughout the morning, a steady stream of parcels arrive.  A few Christmas presents, but mostly supply deliveries and other designers' products for my other job as a photographer.  Days like today are wonderful for their diversity, but frustrating as well. It highlights just how pulled I am in so many different directions, but this is the reality of a small business owner...a necessary evil to keep afloat. 

10:30am and with only an hour to do before I need to start getting ready for the shoot, I take a few photos with the amazing rented Canon 5d mkiii and do a quick edit. Upload, spell check, then press publish...


The Things I Do For Socks

Remember binge socking?  Well, about 3 days in, I realised 2 things:

1. I still do not like teeny tiny needles.

2. I like making things in pairs even less.


My love of a handmade sock remained, so there was only one answer:



Genius, no? I count it amongst my best ideas. 


The first shoot in this manner was for the lovely Elly Doyle of Magpielly.  I have photographed 2 of her designs, which are just sooo gorgeous - understated and elegant.  The first is the Seeker Beanie, with a very cool geometric pattern.

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And the second is of the equally lovely Lotus Crown Hat.

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The models are all friends who were suckered into  gracious enough to be photographed.


My socks are being knit as I type (2 of them - on teeny tiny needles - yuck).  I definitely think I got the best end of the bargain!






Today I Am...


...up early, but I don't notice it because of the clock change.  This is the first year I can remember where I am not plunged into a pit of despair about the clocks changing.

...probably because my mother arrived on Saturday.  Today we are being ladies who lunch, tomorrow ladies who visit castles, and so on and so forth.  Some primal truths remain: who is afraid of the dark when you have your mama?





Sun and Rain

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As Kevin has been pulled to work most evenings and weekends recently, which means I am back in the mothering saddle.  It feels good.  Me and my three.  We are busy all day long, painting, playing trains, cooking.  If the dictatorship doesn't work out for Georgia's future career, I think a chef could be on the cards.  Yes, the female Gordon Ramsay...

But more than anything, they are best outside.  They are tough and rain doesn't bother them in the slightest (sun on the otherhand...they melt if it goes about 15C/60F).  And, as a great believer in playing to strengths we are out as much as possible.  Sunshine is just an added bonus. 


Messing Around


Canon 35mm f/2 Lens at ISO 200, f/2, 1/320sec (cropped)




Canon 35mm f/2 Lens at ISO 200, f/2, 1/320sec at the minimum focusing distance.




Canon 50mm f/1.4 Lens at ISO 200, f/2.0, 1/400sec at the minimum focussing distance.




Tamron 70-200mm f2.8 Lens at ISO1000, f/7.1, 1/200sec


It is always at the exact moment that I need to be somewhere else that I decide to start something new. 8:30am and 2:30pm are popular times for this, as they are the exact moment I need to start thinking about rounding up the troups for the school run. Yesterday, after getting my hands on a 35mm f/2 lens, I simply couldn't resist doing a bit of a comparison with my other lenses, so what if it was 2:45pm?

A bit of creativity and a bracing run to the school gate to collect Ellis.  I believe one calls that "Win - Win".


Work (Or Something Like It)

It is no secret that I coud happily work 16 hours a day.  I love what I do and have more items on my to do list than I will ever finish and I simply could let it all consume me.


However, there are 4 people and 2 cats who like to remind me that work can not be my life. For however many hours I could happily sit in my office plugging away, they would like to spend 3x as many with their mama.  Sometimes, I resent the intrusion. Sometimes, I welcome it. That's just the way it is. 



On Saturday, with deadlines looming and a strict order to do some filming, we headed up the hills to Castle Campbell in Dollar.  It is a site out of a fairy tale for sure, with (i kid you not) 2 creeks called the "Burn of Care" and the "Burn of Sorrow". It was even called "Castle Gloom".


But gloomy it was not.  I love those particularly blinding autumn days where the sun shines and the colours are so bright they make your eyes water. I could wander and putter for hours. 



Kevin is more of a fan of the castle than I am. In fact, I am terrified by steps like these vvvvvvvvvvv




And so we mixed it up, a longish walk (with cocoa breaks) and a wander around the castle. 

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But, it wasn't all play. I did manage to make a small film of the trip.  Films aren't really my thing, and so please forgive my first humble attempts. 


There and Back Again (in 1000 miles)


What a week!  I feel like I haven't stopped in days (probably because I haven't).  Even now, I am only here for a moment before  I set up for another photoshoot. I have taken 2000 pictures in the last 7 days. We have driven at least 1000 miles. We have slept about 3 hours a night. We are tired.


I have so much to say and so much to show you, but for now, I leave you for the weekend with scenes from last Sunday - a wander around Winchester's Farmer's Market with the lovely Kat and Monty.  

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Wishing you a lovely weekend!

Blog of The Year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

When I started blogging in 2007, it was simply a way to keep my faraway friends and family updated on what was happening in our lives as we expected our first child.

Five and a half years on, it is so much more. Blogging is full of friends and inspiration and opportunities and community. I love blogging. Love it more than I really know how to express. I started Slugs on the Refrigerator as a way share the crafts I did with Ellis (and we all know how well that turned out), but over time it has changed with me to become what it is and I am now. I have met some of my best friends through this blog, I found a wonderful creative path that lead both to the foundation of Capturing Childhood, as well as my work as a crochet designer. It has become an integral part of my life. 

I love my blog and was thrilled it was nominated for the MAD Blog Awards. I know that I shouldn't put too much focus on awards and the like, but I have to say that the MADS are special.  In many ways they were the reason I started taking blogging seriously. In the first year of the MADS, I looked at the nominees for best photography blog and I thought "I wonder if I can do that". Friday night, I arrived at the awards, exhausted after 3 days that included submitting my manuscript for the book and driving overnight to London, never having met a single person in the room in real life. I am certain my deer caught in the headlights look was apparent to everyone. (Of course, after the initial shock, the event was lovely and a great chance to meet in person some of the people I have known only online.)

And then I won Best Photography and Blog of the Year.  Even now, I remain speechless and thrilled. What a huge honor and wonderful way to celebrate this last amazing year.  

Thank you.  For your votes. For your support. For reading what I have to say. I can't express my gratitude enough. It is a huge honor to be recognised for doing something you love, particularly when amongst the other talented nominees in the categories I was in - crafting, photography, and blog of the year.  Thank you. Thank you.