Still here. Looking forward to my holidays in two weeks and trying to get a project ready to see the light before I go. I'm not revealing the details today... 


How do you say cloud in Japanese?


How do you say happiness in Japanese?


Things my neighbours like #3

Things my neighbours like: faking it.


Things my neighbours like #2

Things my neighbours like: 
Pretending they live in Tuscany.
Pretending they live in Paris.
Pretending they live in New York.


How everything changes in front of your eyes

Spot the differences:
Too easy? Try the next:
Something is clearly missing...
Something green has been removed...
Need a hint? 
The lost bourgeois paradise has two palms less. 
The worried neighbours have been assured by notes attached to every door that all healthy trees are being taken to a nursery for the duration of the works of the extension of the park. After that they will be planted back in the park.
Other trees will be recycled. I hope the palms are in the first group. I wonder what the other trees will be recycled into, and most of all, how they convince them to get onto the garbage truck. 
So in a few months we'll have a bigger park. They are integrating an area of the hill that is currently a jungle of trees and ruins of turn of the century houses with graffiti. I really liked it and I hoped that they would keep some of them but so far the diggers and bulldozers leave no doubt of their intentions. Like a nostalgic Doña Elvira, the local chronicler, I take pictures before these things disappear.


These are some of the latest brooches added to the shop.


Have a look at these nice online tutorials while the laundry dries:
* How to pin weave.


Images from a weekend away


Things my neighbours like #1

Things my neighbours like: Bougainvillea Spectabilis


Lost bourgeois paradise #2
When you live in this neighborhood the feel of superiority comes natural. From here you can look down on the rest of the city. 
In the 19th century the richest people left the unhealthy mass down there for the greener and fresher hills just outside Barcelona. Here they built their beautiful houses and gardens, which splendor lasted more or less until 
the Civil War in the 30s. After that, both houses and gardens slowly started to be sold, knocked down, and blocks of apartments where built instead, while the city kept crawling up the hill. Now the neighborhood is completely integrated into the city. 
By the way, can you spot Gaudi's Sagrada Familia in the picture above?... And in the next one?
Both pictures are taken from the park on top of the hill. What used to be the huge garden of one of those rich families escaped the construction butchery and was turned into a public park in the 70s. 
During the past couple of weeks I've been enjoying a curious book about the neighborhood written by Elvira Farreras i Valentí, a lady who lived here for 90 years. Doña Elvira, author of El Putxet. Memòries d’un paradís perdut (El Putxet. Memories of a lost paradise) was a highly educated woman from a well-off family who met lots of important figures of her time, like Picasso, Miro, Malraux and others. In her book she tells the micro-history of this place, describing people from rich owners to street vendors, beautiful houses and gardens that don't exist anymore, forgotten customs, Civil War stories... I found this book totally irrelevant and fascinating at the same time. How the neighborhood has changed in the last 60 years due to the building speculation is shocking. If it wasn't for the few old houses still standing I couldn't imagine the place she describes. We are lucky that at least one public green space was preserved. 
Doña Elvira says that during the Civil War people had to cut trees from the hill (what is now the park) in order to light fires for cooking and heating the houses. After three years of war the hill was completely bare. 
She also speaks about the bird species that used to be seen that you can't see anymore. Instead, in recent years these cute (and noisy!) little fellows are very common.


I took these pictures during a walk in Frigiliana, Malaga. See the flowers in the last picture? They feel like paper when you touch them.
Have a nice Sunday!


For people who like textiles Francoise Tellier-Loumange books are a must have. 
I don't have any of them.
But I will, one day. They have been on top of my wish list since I borrowed them from the library. Specially The Art of embroidery, of which I showed some inspirational images in my old blog (here and here). The previous images are from The Art of Knitting
This books is a great guide to experiment with knitting. There are no patterns to make specific things (hats, scarves or sweaters...)  like in other knitting books, but it has lots of fantastic pictures and charts both for hand knitting and machine knitting that allow you to experiment with different stitches and textures.


Two videos from one of my favorite filmmakers, Tony Gatlif, and definitely two of my favorite films: Gadjo Dilo (or The Crazy Stranger, above)  and Latcho Drom (or Safe Journey, below). Both about gypsies. I watched Latcho Drom yesterday and  I was totally fascinated from the beginning to the end. There's no plot and very few dialogs. Just music, dancing and singing all the way from Rajasthan to Spain, through Egypt, Turkey, Eastern Europe and France.  
I am a hopeless dancer, maybe that's why I enjoy so much watching talented dancers like these.


The necklace section in my Etsy shop was the less populated for a long time. This is not the case anymore since I added the items above. And there are more on the way!