Showing posts with label Conchetta Conchetta. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Conchetta Conchetta. Show all posts

26.4.15

colourful and funky new cushions!

my little red suitcase colourful and funky
And finally! did you think I had forgotten about cushions?.....I almost thought I had! These have been finished and covers made. 

my little red suitcase
I am pretty smitten with this one, it just pops so brightly! 

I am very excited to use a light weight denim colour on the reverse. I really like this. The combination is good.

cushion pile - my little red suitcase
 I crochet is hand sewn to the cover and I love the edging. It's a lot of effort but worth it :-).

my little red suitcase
Did I tell you I love the denim!

my little red suitcase
Me and denim are going to be friends.

my little red suitcase
Letting go is hard I think....

but I can always make more!

my little red suitcase- colourful and funky!
Conchetta Conchetta my creative assistant is already choosing colours for more. This woman is bringing me to task I can tell you.
She even has her own pinterest board now! Apparently we have to go and put more on it.

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She wants me to tell you that, all the cushions here are kept very carefully, clean, zip locked and treasured in vintage suitcases until their departure. No gathering on dusty shelves here!

They are all new in the shop today. 

♥  

10.4.15

`happy hearts`

I wanted to say thank you for all your comments on my Conchetta Conchetta post. I had no idea that in the middle of my photography course that I would be announcing her arrival. I was thinking about it and already had a draft post in my journal from last year, (don't tell her that!).
I wasn't sure the world was ready for Conchetta Conchetta, pronounced Conch(ee)tta Conch(ét)ta, or indeed I was.

another postcard from Conchetta Conchetta's suitcase
Then one night I had a dream about a piece of paper covered in glitter, (purple glitter funnily enough) and a glittery covered pen, and I knew it was time. Her name was quite certainly Conchetta Conchetta. On looking up the meaning of her name, in Spanish it is a reference to the immaculate conception. Which made me laugh when I considered her double name and thought about this post!
A little bit of further investigation led me to this, and it seems as though her name has other similar deviations from around Germany and Italy, so although her exact home village is a bit of a mystery she is indeed a creative maker from over land and sea.

Anyway today is the day to announce that we have made some little cards. 'Happy hearts' with folding cards for messages no less. In the hope that should you wish to send a dear one a little heart and message, you might consider these.

`smile` a happy heart gift card by my little red suitase
You can see the heart now becomes a card! And the heart if you so wish can easily be detached.


Leaving a little card with a message underneath....

`happy day` gift card by my little red suitcase
All that's left to do is dangle the heart in a happy place. All the heart gift cards have a happy place tag on them. They now rather remind me of teabags, the kind with a message attached!

`dear you` a happy heart gift card by my little red suitcase
And of course each little card comes with it's own little matching envelope. The card and envelope are made from recycled paper and the hearts from glorious vintage sheets!

a collage of happy heart gift cards by my little red suitcase
I may be back with some more shop news soon, in between the odd mini adventure of course, as there has been much happy making of late.

So all that's left to say is Olé!
and have a good weekend.

1.4.15

today is a good day.....

Today is the first day of April, such a glad little month. We have high hopes for this month don't we, hopes of blue skies and glorious spring moments. March you have been such a chilly month.

Conchetta Conchetta
And today is a good day to introduce you to my new creative assistant, Conchetta Conchetta, who has come to help me in my shop at 'my little red suitcase'.

She has travelled all the way from the far flung corners of Europe, where she lives in a little wooden house among the wildflowers, in the mountains with a view of the sea.

In her suitcase she carries, her sewing kit and scissors, her tin of travel sweets, a note book and a pen, some postcards, her little embroidery table cloth, a fine china cup and plate, her favourite crochet shawl, an acorn, a shell and one and a half socks. 

Conchetta Conchetta when she ran away to Spain.
When she was younger she ran away to Spain, where she had a brief career as a flamenco dancer. Sadly she found the heels a little too uncomfortable, the castanets a little too loud and she worried about the plight of the sorrowful donkeys. She was happy to have had this adventure though and felt she had been a little bit bold and a little bit risqué.
In the mountains at the orphanage where she worked she was in charge of stitching and mending and many a little one ran around wearing one of her little patches on their trousers, or flowers on their pocket.You could usually find her with her needlework, reading an adventure book or two.

One day she feels she will probably live by the sea and rescue faithful old donkeys from a terrible plight.

She hums as she works and has a habit of making lists of things you said you would do and then reminding you that you had not done them. When she's cross she tut tuts, clicks her heels and occasionally stamps her feet.

She found her way here because she too is rather fond of vintage suitcases. She considers herself to be a little bit folk and a little bit vintage, and in her most artful and flamboyant moments a little bit la boheme.

                           It's been quiet in my creative workspace and I am so glad she is here.

                                                                          Welcome!