Clarris and her identical siblings...penned and panicking!
The main and seemingly unending task in the studio these days is mass production. Doesn’t sound good I know and I do keep visualising and empathising with washed out women in China chained to their industrial sewing machines with an occasional whip sting and rice grain to induce action. Yes, I am Miss multiple maker of the moment with endless tweedie and cushion orders to fulfil for a scrap of a profit margin on the wholesale price. Still, there is a certain satisfaction in timing how many bunny legs and hen wattles can be appliqued in an hour and conversing in my mad, company starved way with whole flocks of tweed sheep and obedient bunnies.
Cushion backs cut and ready for zips
By the end of the day and at certain points within it all I want to do is this…
lie down and gaze mindlessly in to space.
However, today I was rudely jolted into a far more panicked kind of action when it occurred to me that I had not submitted my application for Origin and the deadline was TODAY. Six images were hurriedly assessed and sorted into high res and low res files. All horror when it became evident that a black and white mug shot of maker was needed (new addition to an already complicated application). I hunted through small drawers and finally found and photographed a passport pic of me looking wistful and worn…
Photos wer sent just in time and a huge sigh of relief breathed!