Tag Tag Tag Tag

Tag Tag Tag Tag
After not having been tagged for months, I’ve suddenly been tagged four times in the last week! First it was Sophia, then Emma, then Jesse, and now Janne, and I just can’t dodge all that pressure. Only thing is, they’re different types of tags, so I’m going to do a combo version of my own invention:

Tag 1 says “write 6 quirky things about yourself” (I’m SO not quirky)
Tag 2 says “Find your sixth picture folder and show the sixth pic in it”.
My Combo Tag says: “Show six pics, each one of which is the sixth in the first six picture folders (it’s sounding positively satanistic at this point).

I’ve jumped the gun by starting this post with a pic from my full-to-bursting album labelled “cats”, but now that’s off my chest, let’s get cracking:

Folder 1:
I keep scrapbooks of the things I cut from magazines – one of my all-time favourite activities. I love this red and white page from one of my very first scrapbooks.

Folder 2:
Yup, that’s a photograph of catfood. It’s standing on a tray I had made a few years ago, using an early version of my (soon to be released) Sevilla Rock collection.

Folder 3:
I’m really not much of a cook AT ALL, but can throw together a sandwich when required. I must have been feeling pleased with the ingredients at hand when I took this pic.

Folder 4:
This is of my friend Gabrielle Raaff’s painting studio. She makes the most awesome watercolour paintings on a scale not normally associated with this medium. See more of her work here.

Folder 5: So… I take photos of my studio rubbish bin, do I? In my defense, I liked all the delicate little flowery bits I was peeling off my laser cut hydrangeas (still to be listed in my Etsy shop).

Folder 6: We live near to Table Mountain, which sometimes catches alight in summer. At the end of our street is a reservoir for the Sikorsky helicopters to use to fill up their bambi buckets and dowse the flames. The enormous helicopters pass directly over our block, and this inspires an (unindulged) primitive impulse in me to fall to the earth and worship these glorious sky beasts. OK, so I am a little bit quirky.

You know, that was fun! I’m tempted to tag somebody else with this one. I’ll pick my friend Kelly at The Brooklynist.