Tuesday 12 July 2011

Message In A Bottle

Hi All,

I know I promised to tell you the story about the bottles but then I become extremely busy and for a fantastic reason.  Last week I graduated from ISCD with a Diploma in Creative Visual Arts in Interior Styling, so from no on I hold an official licence to kill!

Back to the bottles.  It all started when we were visiting Bali a few years ago. We were driving along a bumpy dirt road when I spotted something unusual: in the middle of nowhere was a shop with a jumble of glass objects strewn around the ground out the front: bowls, glasses, plates, sculptures of animals and flowers, of all possible shapes and sizes. I spotted a tall, black bottle and immedaitely fell in love. Although it cost thousands in the local currency and less than 100AUD, we bargained long and hard in the best tradition of the free market.  The next question was how we were going to bring this baby back to Oz.  Luckily we were travelling business class, so we just bubble wrapped it and my long-suffering husband took it with us on the plane.


From that moment on, the quest for more bottles began.  I am always on the lookout for them wherever we shop and it is very rare that we return from an overseas trip empty-bottle-handed.  The round, brown bottle in the picture above came with us all the way from South Africa and it now graces the wine rack in our dining room.

This cute little bottle was found in a small antique shop in one of the many fishermen villages along the coast of Cape Town.  I found a place for it in my younger daughter’s bathroom together alongside a small frog bought in Park Guell in Barcelona.


I am sure we all love travel and we all have different reasons why we love doing it.  I do not even want to start naming those reasons because soon I will be out of cyber space, I just want to say briefly that for me travelling is a constant search for inspiration no matter how unconventional it might be, whether it is a Louis Vuitton window display, or the colours and vibrancy of a Venetian fruit market, or it is my lunch served to me at Noma on a piece of thick round felt instead of a traditional plate. And although my home is not so big and I’ve just finished re-decorating it, I always manage to find one more inch of space to place my latest acquisition.

Denmark is not only famous for having the #1 restaurant in the world, it is also known everywhere for its classical and unique and beautiful Scandinavian wooden toys.  No wonder then that when I saw these in a shop, I immediately fell in love. The monkey with the long arms that also act as hooks is very cute while the smooth round-shaped mother and baby birds have interchangeable heads and bodies. These lovely creatures now share a space on the bookshelf beside my older daughter’s favourite reads.  Oh, those Danish!


 
Before I go, I would like to share with you my latest conquest, this time I didn’t have to go anywhere, except to fetch my credit card.  This little lamb is made out of cardboard by Karton.  I saw a picture of it in the Sydney Morning Herald Good Living lift-out and just couldn’t resist. This curly creature now leaves on the top of an antique hat box and although at least half a century separates them, they match each other perfectly, wouldn’t you agree?


Now I can go and when I return, I would like to share with you more memories from Noma.

Until then

Ciao