Back in March, I was contacted by a lovely lady who was looking for a unique piece of work to display on the main wall of her summer residence on the sister island of Gozo. She wanted the piece to feature the above lyrics from a local song about the beauty of the place, and together, we came up with an arrangement of canvases on which to display the embroidery.
Branding the things I make has always proved somewhat of a challenge for me in terms of how to go about it… both in terms of making it look as professional as possible, as well as keeping it authentic and not having the label take away from the aesthetic of the item itself.
A little while ago, I was commissioned to come up with some embroidered wall art to celebrate the birth of a little baby girl. Equipped with a photo of her adorable nursery for reference (where it would finally be displayed), I started out with spray painting a vintage wooden frame white, in order to match the decor.
Just when I thought the festivities were over, another weekend full of good food shot down my healthy eating intentions before they even got started. On Saturday, a couple who are close friends of ours held a *very* belated housewarming dinner, almost exactly a year to the day they began living in sin. The evening’s choice of food was Indian, and they wowed with quite the variety of homemade curries and treats, right down to the samosas.
Their tastefully decorated (and jealousy inducing) apartment in Naxxar echoes their 60s stylistic preferences, so as a present, we got them a retro Beatles alarm clock I found at a flea market when they *actually* moved in together as well as custom embroidered wall art in a bright red frame. It was lovely spending the evening among great company I haven’t had as much time to see of late.
Sunday brought more culinary marvels, as Teo and I ventured out for a cosy lunch at Valletta’s Rampila (ex-Fusion 4), near Hastings. The cosy atmosphere and a favourite bottle of ice cold Chablis went down very well with my choice of pumpkin and coriander soup and the most tender octopus stew I’ve ever tasted.
Needless to say, I’m still full 🙂