Winter art deco weekend in Napier has rolled around again and it was a great success. This year we initiated Mr and Mrs Canuck into the mysteries of this heavenly festival and they proved to be easily up to the task. For one thing, Mrs Canuck made herself the most creative costumes including a spectator coat and matching hat, and she decked the uncomplaining Mr Canuck out in wonderfully colourful art deco raiment. Also they were both excellent travelling companions, by which I mean that they never balked at the prospect of stopping at every op shop along the road and even returning to them again on the return journey. When it comes to op shops I'm a bit like a dog who remembers once finding a bone at a certain spot and will always return to the scene of past op shopping triumphs in the confident expectation of a repeat performance. Once when we left Napier I found a beautiful landscape painting to add to my ever growing collection of masterpieces, but my little car was so full that even when I opened the top I couldn't fit the painting in, so sadly had to leave it behind. You can see that she is only a diminutive thing and once she had all the furs, hats, costumes and accessories two decophiles needed for a weekend of fun and frolics loaded into her she was loaded up to the roof and I had to try to slip the painting in by opening up the roof, but even that wasn't going to work.
When we revisited the shop after winter deco I told Mrs Canuck about this sad near-miss and had a look through the paintings but could find nothing to take my fancy. Lo and behold, Mrs Canuck found this wonderful treasure for me and made me very happy. (Luckily she is not interested in priceless artworks, concentrating more on items for her budding art deco wardrobe.)
I think the fruits and the net are so cheerful and optimistic and I love the way the crown and brim are different colours too.
This weekend I cast about in the overstuffed art deco costumes wardrobe and came up with this dress which I think has the same cheerful optimistic outlook as the hat.
I think I will change the buttons and take off the plain black ones, and perhaps use these old glass ones, keeping to the theme of the more colour, the better.
Another great find which Esme reluctantly agreed to model for me was this boater. (It is a bit large for her, that might explain her less than enthusiastic expression.)
And The Dancing Queen also gave me a beautiful gift, the green depression glass box on the left which I think I will store my old glass buttons in. I have never seen one like this before, I love the unusual shape and all the ridges on its lid and underneath as well. More of an incentive to keep the sewing room tidy - a place for everything and everything in its place. Or close to its place. Or within reach. Or at least knowing where the thing you want is, that's always a good thing.
Happy days, happy days, and we only have one more month of winter to go now before spring is well and truly with us.