Bloom Stockroom Clear Out
Trying to make aesthetic content.
While being deeply unqualified to do so.
Awkwardly setting up a camera.
Hanging from the roof.
Trying not to knock the tripod.
And aggressively shuffling blooms.
Around the studio.
A bunch of originals.
30% off @greenhouseinteriors
Code KIM30
Forever grateful watching these blooms. Head off to hang in new homes.
If you have been eyeing one off. Now might be your moment.
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Apparently I Have A Type
The earthy ones.
The oat coloured ones.
The soft browns.
The warm layers.
And yes.
All 30% off.
Now @greenhouseinteriors
Code KIM30
Yippe-yay.
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Studio Editions
The stockroom clear out.
The studio rotation.
Happening now.
Past collections.
Remaining works.
Older favourites.
And a few pieces.
That still deserve their moment.
All original works.
Still layered. Stitched.
And created with the same good vibes.
You know where the link is.
No code. Just happy browsing.
Giddy up.
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Top o’ the Pops
A little round up.
Of some favourites over @greenhouseinteriors
The soft ones.
The textured ones.
The big one.
The bold little blooms.
And a few. I still keep side eyeing.
Every time I walk past them.
Always grateful.
Seeing pieces head off.
To hang in your homes.
Bop on over.
To have a browse.
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Something Shifted
A little while ago. I said I was going big.
A big competition.
My biggest canvas yet.
Which felt like a huge step for me.
Because I never enter competitions.
Always talk myself out of them.
Well. I did not enter it.
But. Not for the usual reason.
And I am so ok with it.
Somewhere along the way.
Something changed.
The blooms.
Did not quite translate at the scale I wanted them to.
The shells.
Well. My confidence still needs a minute there.
And the newer work.
Honestly.
It was not ready.
Not there yet.
Did not want to force something.
Just for the sake of pushing through.
And I think that is the shift.
That feels like growth.
As an artist.
As a person.
As someone still learning when to push forward.
When to pause. And refine.
So. Still here in it.
Still moving towards the new work.
The bigger ideas.
Experimenting. Painting over. Trying again.
And that part feels really important.
Can not wait to see where it all goes.
And to share it with you.
When it is ready.
For now.
It is a full bloom boom in the studio.
As new things.
Quietly unfolding behind the scenes.
Happy days.
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Bloom Boom
I cleaned the kitchen for this. Well this bit.
Which feels like a big commitment around here.
A small glimpse of the latest blooms.
All stitched. All striped. All framed.
And slowly brought together.
Even more online.
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Sometimes It Takes Time
The making is slow.
Threads. Time. Repetition.
It might not look like much.
But it takes hours.
And hours of stitching
To bring these pieces together.
Always trying to thread a needle
That does not want to cooperate.
Always led by feeling.
Changing up colours subtly.
And always searching for scissors.
That I just had.
And some works.
Simply move at their own pace.
‘etta’
78 x 78cm
Available now.
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Things I am Embarrassed About
The state of my house.
The brushes.
The art.
The colours.
The behind-the-scenes.
That no one sees.
Sometimes.
I prep more. Than I create.
I stand frozen. In the middle of the studio.
I avoid the art. And do stocktake instead.
Or organise my swatches.
Sometimes I think.
Should have done this differently.
Should have kept better notes.
Should have been more ‘together’.
And that first group exhibition.
That stung a little.
The silence felt loud.
And it stayed with me.
Longer than I expected.
But.
Learning everyday. In every way.
Building to something bigger.
I do not have to get everything right.
I do not have to have it all figured out.
Heck no.
Keep going.
Keep making.
Keep showing up.
Keep doing what I love.
Trust my instinct.
More than my doubt.
Know to let things go.
When they do not flow.
Also. Embarrassed at the number of viral-firming-neck-creams
I have purchased. That never work. Ever.
And the fact that I am still trying to make these camel-coloured-weird-pocket-barrel-legs-pants work.
It is still a no.
Somebody stop me.
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The Flow of It
I am not a one-piece-at-a-time gal.
There are always a few on the go.
Yup.
Some drying.
Some half formed.
Some waiting.
And some. Just not working.
Painting upstairs.
Stitching downstairs.
And procrastinating often in the middle.
Back. And forth.
All the blooms.
All the tabs open.
A touch of patience.
And a touch of chaos.
Let me know.
Which one should hang at your place.
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Got A Little Carried Away
How many is too many?
Asking for a friend.
Trying all the colour combinations.
I have been dreaming about.
Some were a woo-hoo.
Some were a definite woo-oh-no.
Here are just a few.
Ready for framing.
Some already snapped up.
Some heading off to stockists.
And some will be landing on my website.
Next week.
With plenty more.
Waiting patiently in the wings.
While we roll through school holidays.
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Get Your Crocs On
Some people.
Look effortlessly cool while they work.
I am not one of them.
Nope.
For me.
It usually looks more like this.
A bit of an awkward-red-hot-mis-matched-mess.
Always comfort. Over cool.
Always paint on me.
My clothes. My face. My hair.
The floor. The table. The chairs.
Not really for public viewing.
But here we are.
Real.
And real comfy.
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Two Out of Three
The light shifted everything.
Shadows in the stitching.
Subtle stripes in the background.
Movement in the brushstrokes.
Softness in the colour.
And layers of texture.
Two finished.
One still waiting.
‘elspeth’ + ‘etta’
78 x 78cm framed.
Online now.
‘elvi’
Still a work in progress.
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