I packed up the car for another road trip, this time to Adelaide, 800km away, for the inaugural Bowerbird Bazaar. Rebekah and Jane put together the most amazing market in the deliciously crumbling Queen’s Theatre in the heart of Adelaide and it was full to the brim with enthusiastic shoppers and designers. It was fabulous and I’m so excited about having the opportunity to participate in events like this. The space was amazing in itself. I just love things aged and worn and battered. I love peeling paint, flaking render, rust and a weathered patina.
The dodgiest photo in the world … this is the view from my stall. I was so busy and didn’t have a chance to wander about with my camera, but I did manage to discover the yummy treasures next to the coffee machine – portuguese tarts with fig compote to die for!
I also loved the designers! I’m totally delighted to see the Bazaar will return for another 2 markets in 2010. I will be there whether I’m invited or not so watch this space for more updates!
Some personal designer highlights …….
Gaye Abandon and Textile Allsorts
– the wonderful and supremely talented Melanie has become the Thelma to my Louise. Love a road trip with this girl! Never a quiet moment!
Third Drawer Down
– of course a girl with an arts background and as keen on elevenses as I am would naturally be a bit mad for napkins and tea towels featuring cool graphics. A match made in heaven, I’d say!
– a bit retro, very clever, and a little french, what else could a girl want from a tshirt.
– and this is uber-retro! Looks like it comes straight from Barbies Dream Home.
– what a girl! She made me laugh and is so amazingly talented, I just adore her artwork.
Speaking of laughing …..
I come from a country town that has a plane on a stick
. Who knew there would be a place with a Jeep on a stick! And that place is known as Keith
. It cracks me up! I can’t explain why but knowing I would be passing a town called Keith became a highlight of my trip. And finding a jeep on a stick at Keith was the icing on the cake!
And it rained. It poured, on and off for the entire 800kms. I love crossing a border. Mum and Dad used to make a wonderful fuss about it when we were all packed into the back of the family sedan for our holidays. We would hold our breath and imagine passing some Dr Who portal. Many years later and the magic hasn’t really worn off, it’s my little secret! Unfortunately it was bucketing down at the South Australia/Victoria border. I’ve never driven across this border before and just had to take a photo. I’m a bit of a dag and proud of it!