How to measure life…

Sometimes as you tumble your way through the ups and downs of life you meet someone who soon becomes embedded in your heart. Someone who makes you smile and laugh, but also makes you ponder and think. Someone with kindness in their heart, adventure in their spirit and music in their soul. Someone with intelligence, wit and humour, and the wisdom to change the way you think about life and death forever. Well, that was John, godfather to two of my children, Great Uncle to them all, and a dear friend (and a sort of borrowed uncle) to me.

When my little girl died at 22 months old everyone said her life was too short and expressed great sadness at the little time she had lived. However, John, her wise godfather, said words to me that helped me the most and that changed my perspective on life and death forever …

He told me that a persons life is their life … whether it’s 22 months, 22 years or 92 years. Why do we measure a persons life in years when we should be measuring that persons life in happiness and love.

Yesterday we said such a sad goodbye to John and I watched his brave, beautiful widow, another of my very favourite people, carry her memories with pride, dignity and love shining all around her. Every one of us present knew that John’s life was a life well lived and a life well loved. What greater life can any man achieve?

For John … always in my heart 💔

Pencil drawing by Lee ‘Trashcan’ Minton

Memory heart by Trashcan Emporium

Stunning Skies by Mother Nature ❤️

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Tickled by Feathers…

Every so often I get gifted things to get all ‘arty farty’ with. Yesterday I was so excited when my lovely neighbour popped over to tell me that she had got her dad’s old trunk out of the attic and did I want to take a look. Of course I was gazing adoringly into the trunk practically before she had even finished her sentence, as it was absolutely filled to the brim with beautiful feathers, sparkly trims and chenille wools, and I really mean filled to the brim.

It transpired that my neighbour’s dad had been a passionate fisherman and the colourful contents of the trunk had been used for making his own flies and lures. I saw some examples of his work and they were an art form in their own right.

I had a glorious afternoon playing with the feathers and trims. I added in some of my vintage buttons and ric-rac, and I used my vintage daisy wheel to make flowers with the chenille. I am absolutely chuffed to bits with my first creations – two gorgeous, rockabilly fascinators.

So here’s to the proud and creative fisherman Lewis John Jenkins. I really hope that he is fishing at the end of the horizon somewhere stunning and smiling happily over his life’s collection being used in a very different ‘arty farty’ kinda way. ❤️

Inky shoes …

So Lee came home from the studio with some tattoo ink accidentally dropped on his white plimsolls. He had only had them a short while and I commented on how he was always splashing ink on his clothes. The next day Lee sent me a photo of the same shoes … not with just a couple of splashes of ink on them but lots and lots and lots! 

Certainly different … what do you think? 

Woweee it’s Bowie … 

Yesterday Lee finished the portrait of David Bowie he has been working on. It is acrylic on canvas. I absolutely adore David Bowie and am completely blown away by this stunning portrait. 

We are going to be releasing limited edition canvas prints at £50 each! 

Well … what do you think? 

Fresh designs at The Freshwater Inn

So this weekend I have been mostly making polo shirts which were commissioned by The Freshwater Inn. 

We are so lucky to have this  warm and welcoming village pub as our local. The pub is situated in Freshwater East village just above the  beach and has beautiful sea views from the garden and conservatory.  The pub has just had a super duper make-over and the owners wanted some smart  new polo shirts for their staff team. 

Lee drew the original design for them (it’s absolutely  not just an off the shelf font folks)  and I got busy with the vinyl and cutting. 

We just took all the polo shirts up to pub and had a super scrummy Sunday lunch too! Absolute result! 

What do you think? (Dexter stuck his nose in the photo …good job it’s a dog friendly pub!) 

I believe in miracles …

I have just finished this super sweet Audrey Hepburn vintage inspired quote shoulder bag …  I used the unique design that Lee created for our Icon Range of Tshirts, so you can even have a gorgeous Tshirt to match this peachy bag.  ❤️

Oh and I must be honest since Lee and I found each other I really do believe in miracles …