So recently I've become rather addicted to instagram. Whilst being stuck on the painting/collage front, I seem to have had no problem in being creative with small square images.
The manor has been a wonderful source of potential beautiful images.
Well, I'm quite pleased with them anyway. I do seem to have developed a taste for the gothic, must be the time of year!
How completely crap of me not to have shown you this brooch which I vastly improved (it was a tacky gold scarf clip with the stone missing that Mike had found in the street)
Last week I received a parcel of wonderfulness from Edie Pop, I'd bought one of her prints and I had to wait for some poster clips to arrive before I could put it up. *I'm also on the look out for a frame that'll fit it, it's an irregular size*
Being so beautiful and generous she also sent me
An original of Kyary Pamyu Pamyu and some stickers (need a frame for the original ASAP)
You can find her work here
Today was my Mum's birthday and we had a trip to Witney - a place Miss Magpie had visited a couple of months ago. I liked it but wasn't particularly in love with the place - especially as I heard this in Oxfam:
An old woman was complaining that a Paul Smith shirt hadn't sold for £29.99, her reasoning was "people still expect a bargain don't they?"
Well yes we do actually and we can find them, not in awful places like that though.
On a whim we popped into a Teddy Bear shop - now - I know at least two of you hate stuffed animals so you can skip ahead, although this wasn't the usual cutesy nightmares you hate, there were some rather strange and adorable creations!
Vix and Helga look away now....
I picked up these bizarro postcards!
I was attracted to some very strange little bears, when I pointed them out to the shop owner, she said they were Japanese - big surprise that I liked them best. One had wooden blocks for arms - he can be seen in the first photo on the middle shelf of the green cabinet!
Then we visited Minster Lovell, which is so chocolate boxy you could easily explode with the quaintness.
We wandered round the church and the ruined manor house - the weather was definitely nothing like the above - it was damp cold, foggy, with the leaves on the trees ranging in colour from mottled green to bright red and the grass still green but mixed with dark brown mud, there was hardly any noise apart from the cawing of crows. So all in all very atmospheric!
There seemed to be a bit of a 300 year long graffiti epidemic in area, this is the earliest vandalism I found. I show you some more at the end of the post
So that was my day. I should be asleep but I've had a run in with a delicious Indian meal and can't sleep.
Here's some of the graffiti I found in Witney - it'd been there since the 70s
Do Casuals kill Mods? I doubt they'd want the blood on their sports jackets.