You probably know I'm quite fond of dress-ups and stories and talking to people. Volunteering at Sovereign Hill ticks all these boxes and more. My first day today was perfect weather and I very much enjoyed learning the ropes and meeting people in my flouncy pink ruffles.
Unpicking is not fun, but there is a sweet satisfaction in fixing an error. The original stitching unpicked then put back together correctly and neatly. Ta-dah!
The tables are slowly turning after almost two decades of parenting. Now I get to borrow stuff from the kids. I have a new project that needs a black bow tie and my son had just the thing. Perhaps this marks the start of borrowing in this direction.
If there's one thing I love more than dress ups, it's dress up parties. This evening's opening party for Daniel Kneebone's 'Alice-ism' (part of the Ballarat International Foto Biennale) was a dress up event, and boy did people dress up! There were queens of hearts, rabbits, mad hatters, and all kinds of other fabulous creations.
I popped along to the Foto Biennale opening this evening in Versailles costume (doing a little promo for the next show on the 20th September in Ballarat). I was lucky enough to find my favourite after hours loading zone park outside Karova (heavy rock venue), where there was quite a queue of young people dressed
I'm making an 18th century costume for my new show, Les Femmes de Versailles (The Women of Versailles), which has its first outing next weekend in Castlemaine. The dress has been quite a process - making hips, a giant skirt, stomacher (the fluffy bit that covers the front), jacket, and ruffles, lots of ruffles. I've
