Posted on June 30, 2014
This weekend concluded the completely sold out hand lettering workshops run by Anastasia from The Articulate! The past three workshops have been the inaugural events for an initiative formed by Stacey Clark aptly named The Creatives. During these afternoons of fun, Anastasia shared with us what inspires her and a few tricks of the trade along with the technicalities of lettering to get us started. It was clear from the outset how passionate Anastasia is about her craft and we listened with ears pricked, hoping some of her talent and experience would rub off on ourselves. Attendees ranged from complete novices to a couple of quite accomplished letterers! (See the last photo to see what I mean! Like whaaaat…)
The workshops were held in the new kid on the Leederville Block, Bill’s Bar and Bites, which is so remarkably and ruthlessly stripped back that I could barely remember that the Leederville Hotel used to stand within the same walls. Bare brick walls and warm wooden surfaces played well besides Stacey’s ever impeccable styling.
Everyone came away with an educational and valuable experience, from meeting like-minded people with a love of creativity to getting rusty and unsure fingers a little more limber and confident at forming beautifully shaped letters. Anastasia’s workshops have wrapped up with The Creatives for now but you can still snap up tickets for her next class for The Skillsmithery on the Studio Bomba website. The price includes equipment, drinks and nibbles, and a damn good time. If you’re a lover of hand lettering, calligraphy, typography or you’d like to increase the productivity of your telephone-conversation-doodling, this is the class for you.
Posted on June 20, 2014
Bit by bit, our favourite local food hole, Leederville, is transforming. There’s been a spate of changes along ye olde Oxford St, and there are a number of new, interesting and happening food joints such as Bill’s Bar, Pincho’s and and now Low Key Chow House. There is very little signage from the street to indicate Low Key’s presence but there’s no denying its brand new facade which beckons you to enter the warmly lit space.
The hip industrial aesthetic plays off well against the quirky menus plastered with the faces of Asian icons like Bruce Lee and iron chefs saying, “…And den…?”. The food features re-imagined Asian staples from Malaysia to Korea to Vietnam and back again. My personal favourites? The bak kwah sliders and citrus cured kingfish with betel leaf.
Take a peek inside.
Low Key Chow House / 140 Oxford St, Leederville / 9443 9305 / Wednesday – Sunday dinner, Friday – Sunday lunch
Posted on December 3, 2013
Over the weekend Sarah and I turned on our community spirit and went to the Light Up Leederville Carnival. We visited last year and this year we went with great expectations. Happily, they were met!
This year around 45,000 people flocked to join in the festivities, almost double last year’s attendance. Despite the swell in numbers there was only a slight increase in the crowdedness, a great testament to the fantastic genius of the organising committee. There were activities for all, from children’s rides and activities to handicraft and vintage stores, as well as a pop-up Little Creatures bar. To add to the mix, our usual favourite Leederville shops were open too!
The highlight as always was the big red party bus – the heart of the carnival, a hub of awesome pumpin’ music and live performances. The night was crowned by the lighting of the Christmas lights on Oxford St and lots of confetti and dancing in the street!
Well done to Leederville Connect for organising such a great event. You guys rock!
text and photos by Jinn
Posted on December 10, 2012
I’ve been on night shifts this whole weekend (working 10pm to 8:30am) and I don’t know why but I tend to get really sad and moochy when I’m on nights…This weighty, sticky inertia just sets in and I need to muster up huge amounts of effort and enthusiasm to do anything – my hair remains unbrushed (why hello Helena Bonham Carter!), food that requires anything more than a one minute pirouette in the microwave is way too difficult, socialising is totally out of the question (unless you like to see my sad sad face and don’t mind receiving grunts to all your questions), and even my toothbrush feels heavier (don’t worry, I can assure you I somehow do find the will to brush my teeth!). I’m a pitiful sight to behold really.
I knew that the Leederville Carnival was coming up on Saturday but knew that I’d be in my catatonic, PJs-or-scrubs-all-day mode, so I’d pretty much written off going. I woke up in the afternoon around 3pm and proceeded to do my usual energy-conserving shuffle around the house, coffee in hand, when Jinn burst into the house so full of verve and zest for life that it almost hurt my bleary eyes, and demanded that I must take photos of him while planting some daisies (I tell you, this blog has made us even weirder than we were before). After much sighing, grimacing, and declaring that every part of my body was sore in a cephalocaudal order (read head to toe) I dragged my sorry pyjama-clad butt outside and very begrudgingly started taking photos of said daisies.
Bit by bit the warm afternoon sun, the quiet cheery calm of our garden, and the sight of Schnooks lolling about the grass showing off his contorting abilities started to work on me. Heck, even Jinn’s initially annoying enthusiasm started to rub off on me. And then (despite my greatest efforts to cling to my inner Grinch) – I was smiling. The Red Sea parted. Berlin Wall fell. We found life on another planet.
So with that we took ourselves off to the inaugural Leederville Carnival which was held along Oxford St, one of my favourite parts of the world, having spent many an afternoon or evening here enjoying a snag, checking out the new cafe (Foam!), or shopping at my favourite stores (Harry & Gretel, Urban Depot AND Atlas Divine – wallet beware!). Aside from the usual shops, there were stalls run by Bluebird Vintage, Miss Brown Vintage, and foodies plying Mexican food, doughnuts, and Japanese dumplings just to name a few! Go here for a closer look at the festival. I only intended to stay a couple of hours but the stalls upon stalls of vintage goodies and locally made craft wouldn’t let me leave and so we remained until the close of the festival around 8pm. But that’s when it got better…
There’d been a party bus parked in the middle of the carnival, DJ perched atop, that had been pumping out funk/reggae/soul tunes to the happy crowd all day. We were wandering past it when a mob of high-vis clad (read fluoro yellow vests) men started clearing people and pushing around bins to collect rubbish, signalling that the festival was over. Then suddenly, in a massive haha-fooled-you move, brass instruments and drums appeared in their hands from their bins, and even a sexy bass-playing girl spectacularly materialised out of a giant wheelie bin! Spontaneous crazy dancing from the crowd ensued, Santa paid a quick visit and caused the kids to go into a lolly-catching frenzy, and a soul-mama sang some fine tunes closing out a fantastic fun-filled day in the perfect fashion!
And then I went to work. But with a smile rather than a scowl, a swag containing my newly acquired vintage tooled leather handbag, and a belly full of burritos, popcorn and good coffee. 🙂 This girl was aMAzing – her dad is an artist who focuses on abstract art and you can see she definitely inherited the talent! She was drawing and colouring with such confidence and what looked like practised ease, I felt I was in the presence of an established artist.