28 April, 2016

paint job.

28 April, 2016

paint job.

4 weekends. 3 nights after work. 30 litres of paint. 20 metres of masking tape. 2 dozen hot cross buns. Numerous arguments. These are the statistics from our paint job. Yes, we painted the interior of our apartment ceiling, walls doors, skirting boards..)….we commenced this 'project' on the Easter Long Weekend. Oh dear gosh…it was a LONNNNGGGG weekend. But, we were armament to do it ourselves with no help. Let me just start by saying – it is NOTHING like what they…

29 December, 2015

tying the knot.

29 December, 2015

tying the knot.

in my hair. on my head. in my headphones. on my shoes. in my balls. knots seem to appear everywhere in my life. ***Note: Apologies, I should have clarified in the first sentence - I was alluding to my balls of WOOL. Whether it be physically tying knots when I am weaving or witnessing my friends metaphorically 'tying the knot'….I just can’t seem to get away from knots. Every morning, I start the day with my luscious…

24 May, 2015

Body Administration.

24 May, 2015

Body Administration.

Eyebrow waxing. Laser hair-removal appointments. Exfoliation. Moisturising. Nails. Hair. Body admin. (random side note: thanks to my brown sugar skin, spray tanning is one thing that I can leave off my list... however my indian hairiness makes up for it -   if I ever want to lose 2 kilos, I just have to get a hair cut) All of the above topics are off limits when we are having a family dinner. Growing up in a house…

01 April, 2015

getting ‘snagged’…in my bedroom.

01 April, 2015

getting ‘snagged’…in my bedroom.

I had a lucky break last week. A magazine editor discovered my weaving via instagram. She got in touch as she wanted to discuss featuring me in her next issue. I was stoked. I gave her my number and she called. The phone interview was going quite well… until…she asked me “So Nikita, tell me, where is your studio located?” My mind went blank. I wondered if I should spin a ‘Pinocchio’ and make up…

24 December, 2014

Touch(ing) wood.

24 December, 2014

Touch(ing) wood.

I enjoy touching wood….driftwood that is. Driftwood is wood that has been washed onto a shore or beach of a sea, lake, or river by the action of winds, tides or waves. Apart from shells and sea glass, driftwood is one of my favourite types of marine debris.  I am not sure why, but it really fascinates me. So smooth. No piece the same. Withstanding the passage of time, broken fragments battle the tides, the currents,…

26 October, 2014

Stop bugging me.

26 October, 2014

Stop bugging me.

As I was drifting off to sleep a couple of nights ago, I heard this weird tapping noise... It was coming from..... 'up above'. I rolled over and turned my lamp on. I then looked UP. I stopped breathing for 2 milliseconds. I am NOT exaggerating, but over 150 small bright green bugs covered my ceiling. They were erratically jumping (hence, the weird noise). I repeat - they weren't flying,...just jumping around. My initial reaction…

08 June, 2014

Call me on the landline.

08 June, 2014

Call me on the landline.

I ate my dessert. I folded and put away my washing away. I organised my weaving yarn. I brushed my hair. I even attempted to brush my teeth. All whilst..... 'on the phone' to my friend. Mobile phones. They have only been around for approx 20 years..but it is hard to imagine life without them. Once step further..the 'hands free' function.  It is apparently 'safer' for your brain. It increases productivity.  It enables multi-tasking to…

14 May, 2014

Showers are the bees knees.

14 May, 2014

Showers are the bees knees.

There are some memories that will be etched in my memory for as long as I live.... It was an average Tuesday afternoon. Mum picked us up from school as my middle sister had come home from school camp. She was dirty. She was tired. She was 12 years old. Mum instructed her to go and take a shower, whilst she made us all afternoon tea. My sister did and she was told....she jumped into…

27 April, 2014

One, night stand.

27 April, 2014

One, night stand.

I have been searching for something which.... stays by my side during the night is dependable, reliable and strong can hide away my secrets Yes, for the last couple of weeks I have been on the hunt for; one, night stand (Please note: the comma). Given my limited budget, I have been looking up DIY bedside table solutions, trawled through gumtree listings, spent countless hours on ebay. I gave up hope. I stopped searching. 'When you…

20 April, 2014

Little Prick.

20 April, 2014

Little Prick.

It was last weekend. It was pouring with rain. It was 8am on a Saturday. Instead of sleeping in, instead of going to yoga, instead of meeting my friends for coffee..... ..........I drove one hour to pick up some cacti....   (How cute are my little guys!!) I had found them randomly on gumtree..and I  am not going to lie, it was worth every minute.   Admittedly, one of them kept 'biting' me...or 'pricking me'.…

23 March, 2014

Floor Play.

23 March, 2014

Floor Play.

I am exhausted - it is not surprising..... midbrain gymnastics at my new job, midweek drinking, midriff yoga workouts and midnight weaving.... A few nights ago I came home and fell to the floor. Literally... I tripped over my iron cord. But instead of getting up, I just lay there. I am not sure how much time passed. I couldn't muster the energy to peel myself off the floor.  I stared at the ceiling. I closed my…

21 December, 2013

My Highland Fling.

21 December, 2013

My Highland Fling.

I was a prefect. I never got a detention. I played sport. I debated. I was in mock-trial. I actually loved.... school. And yes...I was not a loner, I did have plenty of friends. I guess you could call me a nerd. A teachers pet. I just loved the rules. The routine. The familiar safe environment. One of my greatest memories of school was being in the choir for 13 years. Yes…for 13 years I…