Spotted at the Kalamunda Markets this weekend, some of my favourite things: balls. Spherical metallic constructions. Varying sizes. Different metals. I could not restrain myself, I took a lot of photos. No self control, me. Here they are.
Made by Martin Jaine.
In another location, all about wood, I found something called a nibbler. A very nice man demonstrated it's use. He had nine years experience and wielded it with great style. It attaches to your drill, cuts wood, metal, perspex and plastic into curves, shapes and straight lines. I'd heard of them, never seen one used. I had to have one. I have one now. I shall nibble. My partner in trinket procurement for the day also satisfied a wanton desire for one. We spent the rest of the weekend thinking of nibbling opportunities. It was really quite thrilling. You will hear and see more of this from me.
Wood is such a tactile material, wonderful textures.
I find it easier to manage than metal, since I can't weld, although this is a most desirable skill.
I didn't buy these lockers, spotted at the very fabulous Balcatta Tip Shop. (But only because I couldn't see how I could get them home.) I did buy the small oak shelf which is sitting on the red chair. I can never have enough ways to store books.
The chair just happened to be there. My collaborator in acquirement for the weekend got a red Webber kettle to repurpose as a herb garden, amongst other things.
And here is a small sculpture I completed on Thursday, instead of vacuuming the floors. In the spirit of the great philosopher Yosemite Sam: Ah HATES housework.