Localise youth room at Sophia House – update

Well friends it’s been a crazy week. The Localise youth room project for Sophia Housing I’ve been working on is finishing tomorrow! This week was full of blagging, running, finalizing flooring, surprise paint colours, dripping, dropping, standing on wobbly ladders, the fastest trip I’ve ever taken to IKEA {entire shop in 25 minutes}, and help from some awesome students and volunteers. 
Much like an operation transformation, the youth room in Sophia House will be made from an empty shell of a room, to somewhere for young teens to call their own. From start to finish, all tomorrow. For now, I will give you a sneaky glimpse on an exciting feature I’ve been working on; the drip wall. It has turned out pretty ace, if I may be so bold. Here are some progress pictures … 

… I finished it today and aside from a couple of hairy moments when we first started, it turned out pretty swish. Not to mention it was a solid excuse to mess around with paint and get it just about everywhere. Including my hair. 
But for now, I’m going to save my energy for tomorrow when it all kicks off! Where my organization and interior design skills will be put to the test. So excited to see it all finally be put together – let the craziness begin.
TGIF. xx A

In my inbox – tiled hydrangea graffiti

How insane in the membrane are these tiles? Yep. Tiles. The lovely Rebekka of Rebekka Sauerdough sent me these pictures of tiled hydrangea graffiti she stumbled upon while in Lisbon, and man, are they beautiful. They were found on the side of a house, and I don’t think anyone would object to this kind of graffiti taking up residence on their property. 
Rebekka sent them my way as she knew of my slightly psychotic fascination and obsession love of hydrangeas, and of course, I couldn’t not share these absolute beauts. 

I tried to find more info on them via the google machine, but massive sad face. I couldn’t find anything. There is a signature on the bottom of the vase, but it’s illegible. These silhouetted tiles are made with such painful detail, I’d love to know more. Are they once-off pieces? Were they made for someone specific? Or as a memorial? Was this just a test tile project, and no one knew where else to put them? I need to know more. Five minutes ago. 
When I grow up and have a house, you can be sure as shit my bathroom will be adorned in the likes. Two of my favourite things, mashed into one. And of course, thanks again Rebekka 🙂 xx A

Well hung

Two weeks ago I wrote about spotting this beaut one day during lunch. The Little Green is a cafe/bar which hosts artists’ work on a weekly basis, which is where I happened upon this piece by Bon. I needed it in my life. With a little sign that stated ‘pay what you want for artwork‘, I contacted Bon immediately. No, really. I e-mailed him before my lunch got to the table. A couple of days and a few awkward bus journeys later, this baby is home and hung. 
Who better to describe the piece better than the man himself; I was fortunate enough to get a quote from Bon about this particular piece – 

“I found the piece of board behind my house. It wasn’t an ordinary board; there was a company logo/stencil printed in the corner. The idea of this work just came up to me. The board looks like it came from a factory, and that’s why there are fishes stenciled on it in black because it’s like a symbol of toxic product. 

I think paining on boards such as this one is more satisfactory because I change items that somebody has thrown away and I have a chance to give them a second absolutely different life.”  

Talk about an awesome quote, and is exactly what drew me to the piece in the first place. It’s the first thing you see when you walk into our living room. This space worked out perfectly as this narrow wall is an exterior stone wall, and since this puppy is fierce heavy, I don’t think a plasterboard wall would have fared well.

And below, to give you an idea of exactly where it is in our home. Sorry for the grainy/wish-washy picture – me, camera and the cave-like lighting in our apartment were not getting along yesterday, but you get the idea. 

Boy, am I glad we walked into The Little Green that day. Check more of Bon’s awesome work here. xx A