Felted Slippers

I've been holding onto this finished crafty project for a few weeks as it was winging it's way to Australia for my Mum's Birthday. She opened the package last weekend so I can now happily show it to you here.  These are the first pair of French Press Felted Slippers that I've made and my first attempt felting. They are warm and comfy and in my opinion almost the perfect slipper - so much so that they very nearly didn't make it out of the house. As soon as I have time I'm planning on making a pair for myself.  

One of the best parts is that they are really very easy to make.  Don't be daunted by the idea of felting either - also incredibly easy, as I found out.  I chose to felt by hand, a time-consuming process., but I was a little chicken to use our front-end loader for my first felting attempt.  Next time I might be a little braver.  This would actually make a wonderful first-knitting project, I think.  You would need a crafty friend (or youtube) to explain the basic knit, purl, increase and decrease stitches - but small mistakes and holes don't matter too much as they disappear after felting.  A perfect project for keeping your feet toasty and warm around the house. And pretty cute too.

Spring Light

I had such big plans for this weekend - some Spring gardening on the balcony, walks in the park, shopping and lots of photography.  Instead, I spent most of the weekend in bed, in the bathroom or mopping on the couch having eaten something a little 'iffy' on Friday. Blah!  But come Sunday afternoon I'm feeling much better and eating my favourite recovery food - dry biscuits and vegemite.   

Being sick has had one up-side in that I've had a chance to go through my photos and catch up on my 365 project.  The last two weeks or so I've begun to develop a bit of a love of capturing light and shadows.  Spring light in my living room, shadows on my baby blanket and the gentle light from a candle.  Hopefully with some longer daylight hours and a bit more sun there'll be some more in this series to come.

the face of tomorrow

Ever wondered what people will look like in 50 years time? How will migration affect the look and feel of cities like London, Sydney and New York? Mike Mike, a photographer based in Istanbul, is exploring this topic and attempting to answer these questions by taking photographs of people and merging them into a composite image.  It's an interesting idea with some curious results.

Sydney, Australia

Firstly what is immediately noticable is how beautiful all the composite images are - hardly surprising when you discover that what we often perceive as beautiful is a flawless and symmetrical face. Superimposing 100 faces on top of each other will tend to blend out the unique things that makes us "us" transforming 'the face of tomorrow' into a beautiful, if not slightly Bladerunner-esque beauty.

Amsterdam, Netherlands

Rio de Janeiro, Brazil

 I also love the facial expressions - look how happy the two from the Netherlands are! Mike Mike has been collecting these photographs since 2004 and is currently inviting people to add their cities to the growing compliation on his website.  Pop over and check out some of the other faces from Hong Kong, Damascus and London.

Cologne

So... Cologne and Carnival huh? Oh, the anticipation had been so great.  Turns out that Carnival isn't quite what the tourist site would have you believe. Granted we didn't really coordinate our trip particularly well - we turned up for the weekend not realising that the biggest parades happen on Thursday and Monday. Still I was expecting a bit more of a celebratory atmosphere and a little less "keg party". 

On Friday night it was pretty clear that the name of the game was to drink as much beer as possible, as quickly as possible and hopefully along the way meet a lucky lady or fella, who might also have drunk as much as you, and be happy to walk you home. Needless to say we opted for a delicious tapas meal at a local Spanish pub instead.  Saturday night was much the same, although we did manage to find a cute Brauhaus where we ate some hearty sausages served with potato and cabbage (what else?!?) and Matthias sampled some of the local beer, Kolsch.  The Beer Hall also provided ample people-watching opportunities and I managed to take this shaky, but "of the moment" video on my phone.  You get the idea - lots of singing, music, drinking and general mayhem. Edit: no video folks - I can't work out how to get it from my phone to the computer. sorry.

Finally on Sunday, on our way back to the train station, I began to get a taste of the excitment.  There were literally thousands of people streaming out of the station and up the Cathedral stairs in anticipation of the Schools' Parade.  That 80% of the crowd were drinking heavily at 10am in the morning really seemed a bit of a moot point.  It almost seemed a shame to be leaving just as the crowd was begining to swell.  Almost.  Wooden boards covering most of the shop windows in the inner-city did make me pause and reflect that maybe, just maybe, this drunken crowd was an accident waiting to happen.  

The Cathedral was also closed.  We snuck in on Sunday when the Mass was on to quickly have a look at the beautiful stainglass windows and the towering ceilings, but even the Church is wary of Cologne's crowds during Faschingferien and closes it's doors and bolts it's gates until the revellers go home on Wednesday.

Ladies Day

The preamble to this post is that I took these photos last night while Matthias was working (check him out in the background).  They're for an e-course I'm doing with Vivienne McMaster called You are your own Muse.  To be honest, I've found "getting into" this course difficult - initially there was a lot of talk about 'dialoguing' about our feelings which instantly got under my skin. Is dialoguing even a word?!? And then I took these photos and I had a lot of fun - which I've decided is really what this course is about.  And I posted them on the course's Flickr group and everyone was very supportive.  So now I like the course again. There might be a few more of these photos in the coming weeks, but for now enjoy my little political diatribe for International Women's Day.

I don't often get too political around this space but there is one day every year that I like to celebrate and throw my political hat into the ring. It's International Women's Day - and it's today.  Did you realise?  Did you even know?

This year, even more so that last, I feel extremely lucky to be where I am.  Through luck more than anything else I will deliver my first baby in a country that has some of the most progressive maternity laws in the world.  As soon as I announced my pregnancy in February my job was protected and my ability to come and go as my health dictated assured. At 34 weeks I will begin maternity leave, which will continue up until the Bean's birth and then for 8 weeks postnatally at full-pay. During this time I will have access to a personal midwife, prenatal classes and a return-to-health exercise program all paid for by my state (public) health insurance.  I will deliver in a hospital, free of charge, with access to doctors, nurses, medication and surgery.  After maternity leave I will probably switch over to what is descriptively called "parent money" and me or my partner (or both!) can stay at home and care for the Bean for up to 14 months with part of our salary paid by the state. When I want to return to work, childcare is an affordable and socially acceptable option and my job will be waiting, even if that happens to be 18 months after the Bean is born.  Yes, I am very happy to be living in a country that supports my choice to have both a family and a career.

As much as I love Australia, had I been living there I would be entitled to the "Baby Bonus" of roughly $5000 and payment at the minimum wage for 18 weeks. Following that I would be entitled to up to 52 weeks unpaid maternity leave. Childcare is sufficiently expensive in Australia that if I wanted to return to work I would need to sit down and consider whether it was financially a realistic option. In the US I would have to cross my fingers that I had paid my health insurance and then hope I was living in a state that legislated for paid maternity cover, otherwise I'd be entitled to 12 weeks unpaid maternity leave, if my workplace was covered under the Family and Medical Leave Act.  Alternatively I might be able to apply for "Short Term Disability" Insurance that might cover me for six weeks at 60% pay.  That pregnancy is even considered eligible for short term disability insurance says a lot about how a country's legislators view pregnancy and motherhood.

Of course, it is conceivable that once baby-Bean is born I may never wish to leave his/her side again and will be happy to create, play and learn along side him or her.  As someone who enjoys an academic career alongside my other hobbies I think that this is unlikely, but then again, three years ago so was living in Berlin. However, what I do know and believe is that ultimately equality is about choice and in this instance the opportunity to choose not just between my career OR motherhood, but also to realistically choose the option of a career AND motherhood.  In looking at Australia and the US's current maternity policies I realise that if I was living in either country Matthias and I would have to sit down and have some serious chats about whether a) having a baby was an affordable option b) whether I wanted to continue working post-baby c) the cost of childcare and finally, we would have to weigh-up my desire to continue my academic career with the costs of childcare and the consequences of going back to work full-time, part-time or on a casual  basis to our joint income. Essentially I would be forced to choose between my career and motherhood and Matthias would most likely be forced to take an industry job, rather than a government job which whilst lower paying he finds more enjoyable.  As someone who has had equality and the importance of education and independence drummed into me from a young age I find even the thought of having to make this choice makes me incredibly angry. It also makes me wonder how much of what is being legislated is really about choice, freedom and liberal laissez-faire policies and how much of it is about morality and societal thoughts on the role of women as nurturers and child-rearers.  

I would love very much to provide you with some answers or evidence or something of that note on this topic, but these are merely the musings of my feminist brain today. Happy International Women's Day - hopefully I've sparked some fire in those brain cells of yours and whatever the discussion ,we can come away a step closer to true equality (which is really what today is all about).

I'll be back again with a less political agenda tomorrow!

Koepenik Photography Exhibition

I had a bit of an exciting night lastnight.  One of my photos is in an Art Exhibition and it was the opening night.  Woo-hoo!!  The exhibition is a rather small affair for a photography club that I've joined in Berlin, but it was still rather exciting to tottle along to the opening and see my picture hanging at the Kopenik City Hall.  Nevermind that it's hanging behind a door and not likely to be seen by too many people.  I believe it's final resting place has something to do with the fact that I allowed someone else from my photoclub to hang it.  I imagine the conversation when something like this:

"Who's picture is that?"
"The Australian girl"
"The Who?"
"You know, the one who comes with Herr Hellmut"
"Oh yeah, right.  Well, do you think it'd be alright if we hang it here?"
"Guess so.  Someone's photo has to do there and it fits with the others around it"

I was surprised how excited I was to see it hanging on the wall.  I kept wanting to touch it and tell people it was mine.  Ah yes, such a professional!  Think it'll be a little while before the fun starts to fade.  In the meantime I'm off to Cologne this weekend to join in the Carnival celebrations.  Have a great weekend!

Ripple Blanket

This is one of the things that has been distracting me lately.  I mentioned last week that I've been stalking baby-blogs and happily creating "lists" of things to make and create for my little July-Bean.  After seeing these beautiful ripple blankets here, here and here I decided that I would make one too.  Actually I think I imagined a beautiful scene with a finished blanket and a happy baby playing on it with the sun shining down on us, perhaps in a park somewhere with a picnic and a Mr Darcy-esque figure in the background riding on his Pony.  Umm, yes, I may have got ahead of myself... and it remains to be seen whether finishing this blanket will instantly transport me into the zen Pride and Prejudice life that I imagine for myself, but Pride and Prejudice or not I am determined to finish it.  

It's probably worth pointing out that while I may knit, I don't really crochet and I re-started this four times before finally working out the pattern.  Currently I'm finishing a row every few nights - yep, it's very slow going but it's keeping me amused and away from the internet's Pregnancy-forums.  I accidentally discovered the forums last week and they are a place you only want to go if you feel like committing pregnancy-suicide and dooming yourself to a week of stress, nausea and panic that your baby-bean will be delivered with two heads, five feet and a purple nose because you ate "x", "y" or "z" by mistake!  It took me 20 weeks to find these forums and now that I've been there I have no intention of going back.