Aug
27

the 20 minute pouch.

Posted by sol in craftulence

Tomorrow morning I’ll be on the road to my printing workshop, and I am already missing my son awfully. I’ll be back on Sunday evening. 4 days away = eternity.

This afternoon while I packed my suitcase I realized the accessory pouch I own is too big to travel alone for only 4 days (even if that’s an eternity, anyway).

So I made one.

It took me exactly 20 minutes: I love the result, even if I only had a purple zipper, it gives the final pouch a nice funky character. I used a very light lining and I like how soft the pouch feels, but I think that a sturdier material or even a bit of interfacing wouldn’t hurt. But hey, it’s the 20 minute pouch. Not a two hour pouch.

I used half fat quarter of the Amy Butler August Fields fabric I bought on Etsy last month. The size is perfect to carry deodorant, a large comb, toothpaste and toothbrush, perfume, makeup and folic acid pills. I think I’ll be carrying these pouches in my shop soon.


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Aug
27

this made me laugh

Posted by sol in my sons are smarter than me, prattle

This cartoon is printed on the package of the heavy-duty industrial-size roll of kitchen towels I bought yesterday. It made me laugh because that lady in the photo is unbelievably too calm and smiley in front of a baby with a spoon in her hand. It’s just not realistic. Not to talk about how she’s perfectly groomed, dressed, necklace’d and skinny.


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Aug
26

yes there are two pink lines in there.

Posted by sol in prattle


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Aug
25

You know it’s time…

Posted by sol in I wanted to be an architect

to clean your fridge when you find fossil fuels in the veggie drawer. It’s a pain but in the end it’s worth it: now you could cool spare organs in this fridge. Yes that’s how clean it is.

Beer and yogurt dominate. And yes, I keep a bucket of mustard in my fridge. Nothing wrong with that.

Butter, too.

No more fossils here.

Nitrites rule the meat drawer. yay!


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Aug
23

just a little experiment.

Posted by sol in prattle

In the supermarket I found two different egg packages.

package A says: LARGE eggs 6 count. Prize 1.19 €

package B says: MEDIUM eggs 6 count. Prize 1.09 €

I happened to buy one pack of each. Medium eggs are fine for everyday, but the blueberry cheesecake I’m baking called for large eggs.

Well guess what? large eggs are exactly the same weight as medium eggs.

The lesson here is: don’t let them rip you off of your ten cents.


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Aug
22

printing and xylography

Posted by sol in craftulence, my sons are smarter than me

Last year in my DIY attempts to fight depression I bought lots of crap from eBay, among which a beautiful Adana letterpress.

I haven’t used it yet because I honestly wouldn’t know where to begin.

Luckily, my dear friend Lucio is giving a letterpress printing and xylography workshop with a colleague of his in a print studio near Verona.

So, next week I’ll be going away for 4 days, (FOUR!), leaving my two men all alone at home! I’m quit sure they’ll both be fine without me (peanuts for breakfast anyone?) I’m going to miss them to pieces! It will be the first time I’ll be apart from my son for more than 4 hours. It’s gonna be tough, but I think it’s going to be also healthy for everyone… it’s just that it would break my heart if Damiano were to be resentful when I get back.


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Aug
22

microsoft cleverness

Posted by sol in prattle

I lost my password to my MSN account, which is also my hotmail account. When I go to hotmail to retrieve said password, they tell me that they’ll send instructions to reset the password to my hotmail address.

Pure genius ain’t it?


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Aug
21

Sit a little taller

Posted by sol in craftulence, I wanted to be an architect

Tonight I made this pillow for our dining chairs, because when Katie comes over Lisi sits too low and I cry a little bit inside.


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Aug
19

off the hook

Posted by sol in prattle

today I told my shrink I won’t be seeing her anymore and she got all passive aggressive. We were still talking about my projects and things and she asked questions that demonstrated blatantly that she wasn’t even listening. I’m going to take a course of xylography for four days and I’ll leave Damiano at home. 10 minutes later: “will you take Damiano with you?”. Anyway, I’m happy I finally decided to cut it because it was just a pain to drive a total of 150 km just to go and see this woman yawn when I talk, and hear her say how wonderul and handsome and perfect her son is.


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Aug
19

Damiano’s vocabulary

Posted by sol in prattle

as of today:

  • ball
  • book
  • box
  • push
  • wait
  • bye bye!
  • cookie
  • mama
  • papa
  • no
  • yeah
  • kiss
  • egg

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