bertoia side chair

my lovely mailman brought me a little something this afternoon.  i bought this vintage bertoia side chair for a really good price, it has it's original brown pad with knoll labels.  i love the white seat with black base, i'm thinking of getting the child's version or the baby version of this chair as well, um for the cats.  i know everyone and their mother has these now, and even walmart sells knock offs for really really cheap, but i've always loved the design, and i'm really happy to finally have one of my own and a real one at that!  

the seat pad is brown,  and not really a nice brown, so i'll probably use it to trace a pattern and make myself a new seat pad in real leather to avoid waffle butt, or buy an ikea sheepskin or something.  i have another one of these chairs staying with friend in toronto, it's got a white base, and i think the two charis are going to make for a lovely couple.  chairs are the best!  



started work again on a project i started last summer.  refinishing some eames armshells.   i had already stripped off the upholstery and scraped off most of the foam after spraying the chairs in goo gone & heat gun combo.  so today i used an eco&biodegradable paint stripper to help loosen and remove the rest of the glue and leftover foam.  took about three hours of scraping & a good scrub down with a hose & plastic scouring pad.  i knocked out the weird metal threaded nuts with a rawhide mallet, and now i'm left with 4 rather big holes.  

i'm done stripping two chairs, and there are two other chairs that still have dirty unsalvageable wool upholstery.  next i plan on colour matching the fibreglass with some white wood filler that i'm going to tint with watercolour pigment to fill in the holes, a very light wet sanding, coat the shells with penetrol so they're shiny bright & sealed, (right now the raw edges give me a wicked fibreglass rash) and then order some new shockmounts on-line (i don't want visible screws or holes) & put them back on their original zinc H-bases.  no repro bases for me thanks.  yay fun. can't wait until they're all done.  


this week in instagram

beefy likes to come and hang out on the front balcony when i'm sitting out there, and there's absolutely no chance of him escaping, because he can't fit through the bars.  he didn't stay out for very long he got spooked by a gust of wind and ran back inside.  scaredy cat.  

pepito got a much needed bath.  he smelled sooo bad!  and he had a couple of aged dingleberries.  oh the the joys of long haired cats.  especially the ones who don't clean themselves.  he was so very unhappy.  

sweet pony, new trick.  
peonies from my back yard.  yes, i though this plant had white blooms when i bought it, but i don't mind the dark pink it's kind of pretty.  shhhhh.  


sceptre studs.  matte oxidized finish.  sterling silver.  

posts & backs are shiny silver

sceptre studs hanging out with some phantom quartz

for size.  i think i might wear a bunch of these in one ear.  

sceptre pendant

matte grey-black oxidized finish.  

a mini sceptre series.  these are inspired by the shape of quartz crystals.  the little sceptre studs are solid metal "crystals" and the sceptre pendant is a wireframe version of a quartz sceptre.  i want to make more!  i was ready to spend the evening sculpting tonight but some of my wax gets too smushy when it's this hot.  we're having a heat wave right now.  so i'm hanging out downstairs with a bunch of cats instead.  it's really nice and cool in my unfinished basement, i would sleep down there, but it's unfinished, scary, and full of spiders and other things with wayyy too many legs.  (see below)  i asked brenden to take a photo of it, and then remove it from my hair please so i could start freaking out proper.  

i must have brushed up against something LIKE A GIANT DEAD SPIDER. 


you know what sucks?

i've titled this one "poooo

she does.  (i've decided to remove her actual photo and include this artist rendering of her getting shat out by a space worm instead.)  i really didn't want to resort to this, but i've absolutely had it bad people and maybe someone can learn from my experience.  this is the third time this has happened to me.  what is the matter with you people?  this is the third time a small independent boutique has skipped out on their bill.  you're a small business, i'm a small business, we have a consignment agreement, why would you take advantage of me and knowingly choose to rip me off after i made your store a good amount of money over many years.  why not skip out on your electricity bill instead?  oh because they have lawyers, and they'll surely come after you.  i work really really hard to provide you with quality handmade merchandise, this is my livelihood, this is how i make my living.  my business is really really small, it's run by ONE person, me, and i work out of my home.  

the photo above is of cherry, the owner of collage gallery in calgary in the art central building.  we have a signed consignment agreement, i would scan it and post it in this post as well, but i'm too angry right now.  i started working with collage gallery in 2009.  cherry was very professional, and paid regularly for whatever merchandise sold each month.  she would request leather wallets for the gallery, especially when it was busy stampede season in calgary.  i happily obliged, i grew up in calgary, i loved the idea of having my wares for sale in my old hometown.  

i would sew her custom leather wallets & i provided her with jewelry on request as well.  the first year was great, 2010 was a bit slower, she told me her daughter was seriously ill and that's the reason why the cheques were really late.  i'm an understanding person, and obvioulsly that's a horrible situation.  and now i'm left wondering if she even has a daughter.  sheesh.  i have to be honest, 2011 i was really busy, and wasn't on top of the paperwork for this account.  that's my fault really, but i really didn't think i would get ripped off, you trust that people are good, and based on my previous experiences with cherry i trusted her with my merchandise, but i also didn't realize how much merchandise she had.  each little shipment really adds up.  it's kind of my fault because i wasn't on top of this account 24/7, and i'm embarrassed that i let it happen, but you know what?  people are also not supposed to steal.  it's not slander because it's true.

january 2012, i asked her to return my merchandise and pay for whatever had sold.  she sent me the above email.  and then nothing.  once again, i was really busy and it was already may when i realized, holy hell, i haven't heard from her.  turns out the store closed in february.  wtf.  she made no effort to get in contact with me or return any of my merchandise, or pay me and i'm sure she KNEW she was closing the gallery in less than two weeks.  

i have impeccable paperwork with this account, i have photocopies of every single cheque, i have updated inventory lists , emails, and signed contracts.  i emailed cherry many times since then, no reply.  i have the right email address, how do i know?  because it's the address listed on her public and up to date linkedin account.  i also tried to contact her through linkedin.  she's now the manager at the glenbow museum shop (i also cc'd that email address).  gosh, i hope they checked her references before hiring her.    
so it's come to this, i'm going to either get a lawyer or a collection agency.  small claims court.  get her audited.  not sure.  if anyone has any advice that would be great.  in the meantime, if you're out getting some "culture" in calgary and you find yourself at the glenbow museum, take a gander into the gift shop and if cherry is working, tell her she's a real jerk and she owes me $3300.  (okay, i was kind of kidding when i wrote this part, please don't harass her, but a stink eye never hurt anyone. oh right, and please read the update at the bottom of this post.)

other people who really suck: 
these things didn't sew themselves.  
chicho (arturo bedoya) of boutique revolver & boutique haus
haus was one of the first stores i sold at when i moved to montreal.  i sold there and at boutique revolver between 2003-2007 and between both stores, he sold close to $20,000 (retail) of my merchandise.  i lived across the street from haus, and one block away from revolver.  i would stop in at least once a week to chat with chicho, and check up on sales.   it was really good, i would try out new designs at the store, and he would give me the customer feedback, we had a good thing going.  

he wrote me a final cheque for what he owed me before revolver closed, (haus had closed earlier that year) and returned my merchandise and we chatted about what he would do after closing the store, but then he knowingly closed his bank account before the cheque could be cashed because he's a sneaky bastard.  he also disconnected his personal mobile number, so i wasn't able to track him down.  chicho, you suck.  and you owe me $1005.61.   

marie-eve & carine of boutique scarlett
i worked with scarlett between end of 2004-2008.  scarlett was a fun rockabilly/emily strange themed store.  they sold over $13,000 (retail) of my merchandise between the end of 2004-2008, all on consignment.  that's not bad for a teeny tiny little store in just over 3 years.  do you know how much sewing that is?  hundreds of leather applique bags and wallets.  i designed a lot of bags exclusively for that scarlett, and sewed each and every one of them myself.  

and how did they thank me you ask?  by splitting up my final consignment payment into a handful of rubber cheques.  what a bunch of jerks.  they disappeared after that, and i wasn't able to collect.  i mean these are people i dealt with on a regular basis for years, always really friendly, i even made even marie-eve a custom baby bag with skulls on it when she was pregnant.  marie-eve, you suck, and i bet your baby's ugly.  and you owe me $1210.59.  do you know how hard i had to work to NOT make that?  oh, you also owe me $25 for the bank's returned check fee.  that was the final insult.  

well, there is a happy ending because those montreal stores really helped me get my start, (minus the stealing my hard earned money from me part of course), and introduced my work to some great loyal local customers.  and not everyone sucks, i've had other stores close down, but they went out of their way to make sure my merchandise was returned & i was paid.  i now work closely with a bunch of fantastic and amazing stores, and you know what?  i'm still in business and these morons aren't.  so suck it assholes.

JUNE 27th UPDATE:  i just heard from cherry, she says she's in the process of selling her condo to avoid declaring bankruptcy,  and will return whatever's left of my merch & work out some sort of monthly payment plan until the condo sells.  and if i could maybe stop emailing her at work, and use her personal email instead.  fair enough.  guess all it took was a good public slandering & a call to her personal line at work.   i'll believe it when i see the $$$.   aiyahhh. 



roses from my backyard!  they smell really nice and my fruit flies love them!  i usually hate cut flowers, but they were just going to rot in my backyard where no one will be able to admire them because i still haven't built a deck and i'm only out there maybe once a week, and that's mostly just to eat the ripe strawberries and put out the compost.  also, cut flowers are a great excuse to bring out some of my extensive collection antique glass bottles & jars.  

peonies from my front yard!  the peonies in the back yard are magenta.  i bought pink ones by accident.    it's hard to tell what colour they are when they're not blooming and when the store doesn't label them properly hmmmm?  same with the rosebush in the front yard, bought dark pink roses instead of white ones by accident.  these smell amazing too, and they're full of fun little ants!  

poof.   sitting my little black anna castelli componibili i scored on craigslist last winter.  i tried to make it into a cat bunk bed, but they don't really like sleeping inside of it, or i never got around to sewing round pillows.  i can't remember.