I have been pretty quiet on here lately as I’ve been hiding away making things ready for Christmas and voila!
I made this little ring out of fine silver chain and some matching boxes to go-with, made from old book pages. These two were from an old Danish copy of Ivanhoe!
If you would like one you can find the link here: https://www.etsy.com/shop/SmukkeSmykke
Shortly before I left my dear Copenhagen there was an amazing festival on called Images Festival which took over Dronning Louises Bro and celebrated multiculturalism and world everything.
At the bottom of the bridge by the neon Irma signs they had a brilliant little setup called ‘Remake’ where they had lots of recycled activities, free found food and my personal favourite, a little odds and ends jewellery station where I made these little guys. I realised that all you need is a little drill with a 1.5mm bit, a glue gun, some funny little plastic things and jewellery bits and hours of fun can be had!
The best part of this was seeing everyone getting involved, not just children (who were surprisingly in the minority) but grannies, hipsters and stoners alike. Some truly awesome quirky crap was being created a la above.
(The middle thing is a candle holder btw.)
The Simpler Rings
I was experimenting with these simple rings back over Christmas and now the sun is out I’ve been sitting in it and making some more.
They can be layered up or worn on their own, placed on the crown of a pinky or wrapped around a thumb.
I also made a couple with maple leaves on ‘cus damn I love my leaves.
On Saturday evening a friend and I were enjoying the last of the days sunshine on the bridge with a bottle of cava to boot and opposite our bench a curious sight was taking place.
A swan was sitting on the foot path. Upon further observation we reasoned that it was probably sick. We then noticed the gathering of people cordoning off the swan, asking passers-by kindly to stay outside of their cordon to give the sick bird some space.
The ring-leader of this operation was a brilliant fellow with a raggedy fur hat, a pipe held in his gloved hand, his smoke drifting from behind a wise beard-and-moustache combo as the Copenhagen sun set behind him, glinting off of his round spectacles.
There seemed to be a spirit of HC Andersen in that moment, the man himself lying at peace not a mile north of the happening.
We sat back observing and drinking our bottle of cava happy to be alive and in the here and now in this beautiful country.
A Goonsquad Birthday Party
Easter weekend marked the beginning of my dear friend’s 26th year and to celebrate I spent the week DIY-ing bright coloured eggs and homemade confetti a la OhHappyDay to make a great easter egg hunt! The eggs were hidden around the botanic gardens with a little chick to guard each egg, one of which was a special golden glitter filled specimen.
Due to the slight bought of snow that day however we saved the egg smashing for the night-time revelry in our favourite meat packing haunt and headed for a warming Irish coffee at Din Nye Ven instead. Needless to say the glitter is still in scalps and in the gaps between floorboards around the city a week and a half later.
(Photos by the birthday girl @fayoonao herself)
I just stumbled across these beautiful matchbox labels, collected, curated and shared by someone called Shailesh Cavdar. They have been organised into country of origin which makes for interesting cultural observation, and I think that the India folder is one of my favourites, especially the printed photos of Bollywood stars.
I’ve always found it interesting how classic matchboxes remain, retaining dignity and beauty in their timeless design whilst retaining simplicity that is often overlooked, hidden in kitchens, camping sets and the pockets of smokers.