Monday, March 2, 2009

The girl who's house threw up Mexico!

I adore understated genius.

I had lunch on Sunday with a girlfriend I have known since primary school who smiled and allowed me to rant incoherently about my new years resolution to return to dress making. The vintage patterns I found online, the fabric I had bought and the mission it was to get my sewing machine home from the coast to Sydney on the train when I have the upper body strength of a tadpole.

"yeah, I do furniture," she said.

She pulled an elegant antique tin from her bag and pushed it across the table. It was her portfolio.

Oh holy Jesus! Maaike, you are a clever bitch! Her extensive travel through Mexico combined with her eclectic and tangential thought processes have influenced some of the coolest and most unique furniture projects I have ever seen.


Maaike, I hope you don't mind that I put your image here ; ) Of course you don't , your marvelous!
The Beppe (Frisian for Grandmother) Chair is covered in green velvet stripes previously destined for the dump, and labelled as "too ugly" by anyone who saw it on the bolt. Combined with Mexican roses and princess-and-the-pea cushions, the chair resembles my Beppe's adhoc sewing basket. http://www.maaidesign.blogspot.com/

I think you either love it or you hate it. Her house is full of these pieces, someone, who didn't love it once described her home as the house that threw up Mexico! I love it, played hard man, nice work!

In the words of Maaike, my new favorite creative she-hero.

If anyone, man or woman, tries to get between you and your creativity tell them:

"Stop making me a lesser person." : )

2 comments:

Maaike Pullar said...

I am "a cleaver bitch" it's true... thanks for the plug

S said...

Hehe, oh shit, Clever, even ; ) I'll fix that. Love you, dinner soon, yeah?