Showing posts with label accessories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label accessories. Show all posts

Wednesday, 13 August 2014

Still life...





Pink & Black 

... I like that song... Caroline, I think...
so I made some things, all Pink and Black and Stained with Tea
attached millions of beads and frills and shiny bits
dyed by hand... stamped them too with butterflies...




So come see my shop all filled up :



Some have already gone, flown away and found some homes, so be quick, or just wait a week or so, because then there will be more, not the same though; One Of A Kind, but just as new and just as Wonderland... I think the next batch will be of White and Cream and Tea Stain with Pearls... but we shall see... I'll aim for this Wednesday coming I think.

I've found a new favourite thing to do:
Dream about all the pretty things I'll buy
And put in place in a little house
All lovely and perfect


Here are two little collages I made, they are my best so far.  I found all the delights in Etsy Land - if you'd like to know the details, where they came from and how/where to buy, go take a sneaky peek at the 'Items I Love' section via my etsy profile, or here:

These weeks I've finally gotten inspiration; it's come back again, or at least I can hear it now, or see it, whichever... and all the lovely things I find will keep the dark away, like magic.


Pretty Painting by 
Willem Van Aelst

and I like it a lot it's inspired me and many more
it seems, come see; all over Etsy


1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9.

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There are more delights too from Instagram World
I've seen Ellen Rogers work before and
I'm completely in love with it
So you should go and have a look and see:



And also come follow me:

Here's a photo I recently posted there... I'm posting things there
as I go... so if you'd like to see my items in the making
sneak peeks and behind the scenes snaps, but also diary
shots and regular shoot photographs that's where
they will be, there and then on my Facebook page:


Tales from The Treehouse

There was a caterpillar in my broccoli today.  He played dead.  'How do you do?...' he was smaller than that one though, and bright green... I wonder what kind of butterfly he will be... one of those white ones I think with black spots on that rest on cabbages.
I'm trying to give up coffee, but it's not going very well... think I'm all fuzzy.  Which is good for inspiration; I really want to make some art, proper painting type art, so I'm going to do it.  Soon.  And a book, another book, but a picture book... with a DVD of all my little films and more...
I'm going to paint all the walls too, and cover them in stuff, framed stuff.  I'll find all that on Etsy, because I may as well, as I live there mostly.

Monday, 11 March 2013

Feathers Plucked and Magic Gone...




Given to The Wild
... Danniella took the girls into the wilderness in Flutterbydaisy frills ...
and they all danced to the sounds of the sea




Photography : Danniella Jaine
Clothing & Knits : Flutterbydaisy
Accessories : Rouge PonyJewellery : Native Feathers
Models : Natalie Philips, Chloeanna Daisy, Miss Jenna




Pixie Tops and Pixie Skirts
Made to measure in your size and choice of colour 
write to me here : natanyalouisewaybourne@hotmail.co.uk to place your order
...and visit my *FB Page* to see designs I've already made

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A journey, one filled will everything, even things we don't wish...
but here are some things you may, from Etsy Land :


1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9.  

Tales From The Treehouse

The Sparrow, the owl ... in fact all those birds have left the treehouse, I can still hear them singing - but very faint now.  She once spoke of her cage she caught with tips of wings and sang so quiet he could not hear.  The girl is with you - she used to sing in your place but has now been silenced; a quiet has fallen, crushed berries, and the end is no longer there.  She fell.  She fell again and fainted, she might never wake up now stuck between awake and nothing, nothing more of frills and tales and reflections of peacock magic only a feather bed is left and she clings to it so hard it may turn back to silk in her hands, trickle through the gaps like all the rest and be gone.  No pity no longer - just leave her, she brought it all on herself.

Monday, 12 November 2012

To The Coastline on the Backs of Owls...



... Jazzmin came over to dance in the cold...
Clothing, Accessories and Photography : Flutterbydaisy
Model and MUA : Jazzmin Lowson
Sea Jewellery : The Lysine Contingency







Find my Flower Girl and Woodland accessories in my : Etsy Shop

... look at the other delightful jewels The Lysine Contingency has inside its shop too ...

'All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream'
- Mr Poe

 

... and one for me to keep all the way from over there to over here - thank you for my pretty necklace the owl is sitting in her tree and can leave to fly any time she pleases... if she is feeling happy, if her wings aren't too heavy today, then she will go, 'till then there's nothing to do but stay...



... I went to see the sea and over there I found me... 
... dresses from the deep looking for wardrobes to be hung up in and places to dance ... 


Etsy went to the sea too and found treasure
... of owls and boats:


1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9.



Tales From The Treehouse

It's hard and the bird she said this falling from so far up would hurt most, like when those little ones are learning to fly, which is strange because that's how you explained all this to me; teaching me to fly... so why can't I do it? why do I feel as though my wings were clipped like the crows at The Tower of London? or were you wrong and are you really teaching me how to fall? I guess that would be nice too because if I learn how to do it properly it will hurt less the next time.  Maybe the next time wont come.  I don't want to go, but I can't stay.
I love, my love, for you, for always...

'Wake up to the sound of your fleeting heart
When you go, what you leave is a work of art
On my chest, on my heart
And my love is yours but your love's not mine
So I'll go but we know I'll see you down the line
And we'll hate what we've lost but we'll love what we find
And I'm feeling fine, we've made it to the coastline'


- The Paper Kites, Featherstone.

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Saturday, 6 October 2012

Autumn Delights and Fall Fallings

* Flower Girl Headband + Rings *

* Dolly Dress *

Dress / Accessories / Photography: Flutterbydaisy
Model / MUA: Sophie Cash

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What to do with all those baskets of lace and cotton - tea stained, hand dyed, ruffled and ready to wear in your hair: new Flutterbydaisy accessories to match your dresses.  Find them in my shop very soon, many more plans to follow too.  It's busy days in my little world, but quiet - so I'm happy Sophie came to play...

 * Flower Girl Crown * Secret Garden Wristlets *

* Flower Girl Hair Clips * Dolly Dress *

* Flower Girl Rings *

* Flower Girl Headband + Rings * Dolly Dress *

* Woodland Wristlets * Dolly Dress *


...we played at nature, this is our favourite... plum, flowers, burnt orange, butterflies, sea green velvet and berries.  Magpies make funny noises and I almost became road kill.  I like Autumn.
Here are some more Autumn delights from the wonderful world of Etsy...



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Tales From The Treehouse

He sat for a long time, he looked me in the eye and told me he came because you're over there so he  thought he would keep me company just for a moment or two and then he went away...



... flew away, on his merry way and I was left still here while you are both flying.  It does not seem real anymore; my hands or face.  I want to run, but don't own a compass - maybe that's the point.  I miss you, and love you more than butterflies and compasses.

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