Innholdsfortegnelse for September - October 2017 i frankie Magazine

1. Flip wallet in natural, rrp $220, georgiecummings.bigcartel.com. 2. Zazu wallet, rrp $120, tiffmanuell.com. 3. Herschel Johnny Pelican Palm wallet, rrp $49.95, generalpants.com.au. 4. Hold all leather applique wallet in mustard, magenta and Federation green on black, rrp $149, truso.com.au. 5. Pearl wallet in denim, rrp $135, nancybird.com. 6. Fox wallet, around $82, smallqueue.etsy.com. 7. The Elements wallet in ocean/tan, rrp $199, harlequinbelle.com. 8. Little Berry wallet, rrp $36, princesshighway.com.au. 9. Delilah wallet in Snow Cheetah, rrp $119.95, statusanxiety.com.au. 10. Petra wallet in light green, rrp $230, marimekko.com. 11. Paper zipped wallet, rrp $129, uashmama.com.au. 12. Emma RFID mini wallet, rrp $69, and 13. Haven large triple gusset flap clutch, rrp $199, fossil.com. 14. Mia wallet in teal, rrp $89.95, stitchandhide.com. 15. Punched Leather wallet, rrp $119, cittadesign.com…

There’s a lot to be said for the healing powers of a cup of tea – or, more specifically, the all-important biscuit on the side. To spread a little joy, try making these bickies for a friend who’s feeling flat. With layers of crisp, gently spiced dough encasing a jammy, creamy filling, there’s no better way to be the change you want to see in the world. INGREDIENTS 50g butter, soft but not melted 1 tablespoon cream cheese, at room temperature 1/4 cup caster sugar 1 teaspoon golden syrup 1 egg, lightly beaten 1 cup plain flour 5 tablespoons cornflour 1 teaspoon mixed spice 1/2 teaspoon ground ginger 1/2 teaspoon baking powder a pinch of salt For the filling: 3 tablespoons cream cheese, at room temperature 2 tablespoons butter, soft…

Touring as a musician sounds pretty flash, but the reality for indie bands is sometimes a bit more glum: hunt down a venue; spend a truckload of cash travelling there; then blow the rest of your gig earnings hiring amps and other gear too heavy to cart from home. That’s especially disheartening since online pirating has wiped the guts out of the music industry, leaving many artists relying on live performances and merch sales to make a buck. Melbourne-based musos Kate Bradley and Liz Thomas know this cycle all too well, having gigged around the country in various bands for the past two decades. Just last year, Liz and her Ouch My Face bandmates burnt triple their gig fee on an Adelaide tour, most of that swallowed by hire costs…

Put it down to being the baby in a family of five kids, or not getting my driver’s licence until I was 26, or only learning how to swallow tablets very recently, but I’ve always had an age complex. That is to say, I’ve always felt like a child masquerading as an adult; like I’m playing catch-up with my peers who have children and mortgages and living houseplants. So it’s weird that having a floor-to-ceiling wardrobe filled with plush toys I’ve won from arcades has never made me feel childish. I guess because having an addiction is so adult. Addictive personalities are hereditary and my family is no exception: my grandfathers smoked and drank; my grandmother is a mahjong master; my mum ordered ornaments from TV infomercials; and I am…

CANDU CREATIVE IN A SENTENCE: We run creative workshops in our fun and bright studios, equipped with all the materials and tools you need to learn and make // WHAT WE SELL: Workshops in resin art, resin jewellery, resin homewares, polymer clay jewellery and mould-making, as well as corporate and kids’ classes // PRICE POINT: From $100 to $250 per class // WHAT MAKES THE SHOP SPECIAL: Our teachers are experienced and knowledgeable, and our classes are a great blend of fun and learning // FIND US: Online at candu.com.au or at our studios in Melbourne, Sydney and Brisbane STEPHANIE PROLE IN A SENTENCE: A watercolour artist specialising in botanical artworks and bespoke bouquet paintings // WHAT WE SELL: Originals and prints of my watercolour artworks. I also paint bespoke…

FRANKLY PHOTOGRAPHY We believe your big day should be stress-free and fun – and your photos should be, too! We capture the candid moments and offer loads of extras, including an awesome open-air photo booth. Brisbane-based, but we travel worldwide.frankly-photography.com CAMILLA GOUGH JEWELLERY We make engagement and wedding rings, anniversary presents, and precious gifts of love for men and women. Visit our Melbourne workshop to commission a unique handcrafted piece, or buy ready-made jewellery online.camillagough.com MIXED BUNCH WEDDINGS A teacher-turned-floral designer, obsessed with weddings and creating unstructured, flowing bouquets that incorporate native flowers (and sweet bridesmaid pressies, too!). I’m based in Brisbane, but can travel to the Sunshine Coast and Gold Coast areas.mixedbunchweddings.com.au FLOWER SOUL DESIGN We create customised floral pieces for any special occasion or event. Our designs have…

The first time Emily Somers lost her hair to chemotherapy, just after her 27th birthday, she did what a lot of cancer patients do and bought a wig. But when the Hodgkin lymphoma returned just a year later, Emily couldn’t stand the thought of having to wear that wig again. It was itchy and tight and generally uncomfortable – yet another hassle on a lengthy list of extremely un-fun things cancer had brought into her life. The usual pamphlets for patients didn’t help much, packed full of pallid 60-something women using daggy scarves to hide their bald noggins. So Emily turned to YouTube. “I had a bit more confidence with my head the second time, so I started playing around and taught myself how to tie turbans,” the Melbourne-based lady…

Dear frankie, Just like Rowena Grant-Frost, I am not a sporty gal. But these days, I’m a rollerskater. Every Saturday morning, I drive to my local roller rink and take a spin around the hall, avoiding the small children waving their arms around. It can be scary and a little frustrating, but there’s no better feeling than dancing on wheels. And it will be even better when I can give someone a good ol’ shove in roller derby. Harriette Dear frankie, Sam Prendergast describes the Yorkie as “a basic block of chalky chocolate”. Shut yer cakehole, Sam, what a blethering load o’ nonsense. Obviously, it should be consumed in the environment for which it was created. Find a cold, damp location, preferably with a view over hills and dales, and…

Miranda Tapsell spent a fair whack of time last year figuring out how to make her voice sound exactly like a five-year-old boy’s. “I pictured my little daredevil cousin and how he’d talk, then pitched my voice upwards and put on a bit of a Territorian accent,” she says. The Darwin-born actress is pretty pleased with the result, and not only because she nailed the impression. The new TV series she lent her voice to, called Little J and Big Cuz, marks a big step forward for Australia – it’s the first children’s cartoon to focus on Indigenous Aussies and their culture. “It’s important that non-Indigenous kids turn on the TV and see Indigenous kids growing up like them, having the same experiences,” Miranda says. “And it’s also important for…

Where is it? 42-44 Cronulla Avenue, Mermaid Beach, QLD. What goes on there? The Borrowed Nursery is a retail space with a bespoke collection of plants, pots and homewares. Our collection is also available to hire for private and corporate events and, using our design backgrounds, we work with clients to add greenery to retail and hospitality settings. Having recently moved to a larger site, we now hire our nursery out as a venue for a range of events, too. How did it all begin? I was sourcing furniture and décor for a friend’s wedding, and we decided to use a mix of succulents and cacti in pots. I saw an opportunity to offer a more design-based approach to plant hire, with a focus on style, use of space and…

I am famous. In my small circle of friends. Actually, just with one person. (But size doesn’t matter.) The reason I’m famous? I can swallow whole handfuls of popcorn in one single pelican-style gulp. My mad talent proves that medically my throat is fine – apart from that weird allergic itch that strikes at night – so why am I incapable of swallowing my pride and asking for help? There are people in my life who readily ask for assistance, and receive it. Their lives are made easier for it. They call on friends to help them move furniture, store boxes of books, or bake for kindergarten fundraisers. I help these friends because I love them – although it’s natural to resent them while struggling to squeeze their three-seater sofa…

SMASHING MY PHONE It’s actually very rewarding – not being able to be found; not knowing what everybody else is doing; not having to read about things you just don’t need to know about; turning off the noise. Go to a forest. Swim in a pond. Life is a state of mind, and it’s your duty to try to make the best of what you have and what you don’t. Since we live in these fucking times that are just riddled with too much information and absolutely ridiculous conversations about politics, it’s important that you take a moment to turn it all off and take a breath for yourself. MEMORIES OF SUMMER CAMP Specifically, sneaking over to the girls’ section in the middle of the night. You had to plan…

Scientific name: Telopea. Etymology: In the language of the Indigenous Eora people, who were the first to inhabit the land around Sydney’s coast, ‘waratah’ means ‘beautiful’. As for the scientific name, it comes from the Greek telopos, meaning ‘seen from afar’. Basically, this flower was named for the fact it’s a little ostentatious, as well as being rather easy on the eye. Description: There are five types of waratah that sit under the Telopea name, and they’re all native to Australia’s south-eastern states. You’ll spot the large shrubs (or small trees) in Tasmania, Victoria and New South Wales, mostly in sandy soils and growing to around 10 or so feet tall. The flower itself is large and showy, with dome-shaped heads made up of anywhere from 10 to 250 individual…

Where are you currently residing? I live in Oslo, the capital of Norway. It’s really small and chill, but it’s a good place to be – everyone moves here to study and work, so you meet a lot of different people. When you’re young and go to school, you’re just best friends with whoever you sit next to – here, you meet people with the same interests as you. Another plus: I can bike anywhere in Oslo in probably 15 or 20 minutes. As a city, it’s really growing culturally. What was your childhood like in Norway? I grew up in a town called Gjøvik – close to Lillehammer, if you’ve ever seen that show on Netflix. It’s a little tiny city; a very quiet, safe place. I lived close…

 Tell us about yourself, please. I am a 25-year-old self-taught embroiderer with a degree in illustration and a thing for odd socks. Have you always been a crafty type? When I was a child, I remember drawing and watching Beatrix Potter videos while my mum painted illustrations for children’s books, so the path I’ve taken feels very natural. My creative energy as a nine-year-old was pretty much focused on drawing my dream platform shoe/flare trouser combination. Taking my love for illustrating and fairytales and using it in embroidery was an extra step to bring characters to life. What inspires you? Anything or anyone with a funky pair of pantaloons or a waistcoat! I think that comes from my love of traditional costumes from around the world, especially ethnic embroidered…

WORK WITH WHAT YOU’VE GOT Open your pantry and you’ll likely find stacks of dried and tinned goods, baking supplies, spices, and unlabelled powders that may well be rat poison. Before you start planning your menu, take stock of what’s hiding way down the back. Found a bag of curry spices and dried lentils? You’re halfway to an Indian extravaganza. Dug up some rice paper wrappers and dried vermicelli? A Vietnamese feast is on the horizon. Party cooking is like eyebrows: work with what you’ve got. DO IT YOURSELF When it comes to making your shindig look swish, there’s no need to fork out for pricey decorations. Instead, hit the op shops and give some DIY a whirl. Secondhand stores are stacked high with ornamental tidbits like vases, cake stands…

“Boys don’t make passes at girls who wear glasses.” I can’t remember when I first heard that phrase, but from the moment I plonked a pair on my face, I knew: glasses weren’t pretty. Sure, they made me look smart, but it was clear from every movie and magazine I encountered that glasses-wearing types were big ol’ nerds, and the only thing standing between a dowdy frump and a super-babe was a set of specs and a ponytail (hello, She’s All That). In short: glasses did not make women desirable. I got my first pair of frames when I was in preschool. They were pink and blue, with a dorky double bridge that made my dad and I total twinsies, and a string looping around my tiny neck. When I…

GEORGIA PERRY GRAPHIC ARTIST AND ACCESSORIES DESIGNER A BOOK TO READ WHEN YOUR BRAIN NEEDS A REST // The Course of Love by Alain de Botton // I was totally absorbed in this book – a novel charting the course of a (fictional) modern relationship. Filled with the usual de Botton charm and humour, reading The Course of Love provided a lovely change of pace for me during a particularly busy period of work. Playful and thought-provoking – I’ve recommended this book to everyone I know. A BOOK TO GET THE CREATIVE JUICES FLOWING // Alexander Girard by Alexander Girard // My boyfriend bought me this massive, beautiful monograph from Alexander Girard – a prolific 20th-century designer whose work covered everything from graphic design to furniture, textiles and interior design.…

There’s no easy way to break up with somebody. It’s always messy and, yes, painful. Feelings will be hurt – because you loved them! Or, at least, you thought you did. And for some stretch of time – maybe a little while, maybe years – you’ve shared a life. Ending your relationship means ending that life together. So yes, it’s full on. Here are a few things to keep in mind that’ll hopefully make your next break-up less of a shitfight. THINK YOUR DECISION OVER Do you really want to break up? Or do you just want them to stop eating all your cheese? If you’re at the point of wanting to split, obviously something brought you there. The question is: what? To find out, try talking to a friend…

ROAST MEAT CLOTHES // Meaning: your Sunday best. But why? In honour of the traditional English Sunday roast, old-time wordsmiths cooked up some meaty slang for their finest threads. Use it in a sentence: “Enough procrastination,” Francis thought woefully to himself. It was time to get out of bed, slip into his roast meat clothes and make his way to that darn family lunch. BROWN STUDY // Meaning: a melancholy mood; said of someone who is lost in thought. But why? A rather glum mash-up of two ye olde words – ‘brown’ denoting gloominess, and ‘study’, a deep mental state. Use it in a sentence: Listening to her uncle Titus prattle on about who was responsible for the spread of the Great Plague, Charlotte couldn’t help but slip into a…

Maybe you’d like to do something nice for someone today. Maybe not – maybe you’re a prick. And that’s fine. But do you know how easy it is to be nice? Allow me to supply you with some examples of the ways people have (and haven’t) been nice to me lately. 1. Give someone a smile. Now, this is hazardous, especially if you do it every day, as a certain someone does to me on my morning tram ride into work. He knows who he is. This ‘gentleman’ (and I use those quote marks because I know nothing about him, other than the fact that my presence causes him to grin like he’s just won a lifetime supply of Kinder Surprises and hardcore pornography) has smiled at me every single…

There’s a reason netball players are only allowed to travel within certain zones of the court, and it’s to do with feminine frailty. That’s right, ladies – you’re weak! Or at least, that’s what folks believed back in 1891, when a certain YMCA instructor in Massachusetts by the name of James Naismith first came up with the idea of basketball. Good old Jim needed to give the youths in his care something to do during the winter months besides picking their noses and eating the contents, so he invented an indoor sport where you dribble and pass a ball and, if all goes according to plan, shoot it (or slam-dunk it, if you’re super-rad) into a hoop. Ladies were down with ballin’ from day one. In fact, the first official…

I’ve been collecting vintage hand mirrors for about 15 years or so, on and off. It all started when I had a little bit too much time on my hands while recovering from surgery, and started scouring the internet for various things. I came across a mirror I loved and went from there. I usually buy them online, either through eBay or Etsy, but I always check out antique stores and garage sales if I see them. Occasionally, you can find a gem in a Vinnies or Salvos store. When I buy one, it reignites my passion and I start looking all over again. All the mirrors in my collection are unique. Most have a metal component, one is crystal, and some of the designs have a plastic backing to…

I’m legally blind. In Australia, that means I only have a certain percentage of vision. I can’t see at all out of my right eye and have very limited vision in my left. I lost my eyesight when I was just a few weeks old, after a bad reaction to a whooping cough immunisation. It caused a haemorrhagic stroke, which is like a brain haemorrhage. Obviously I can’t remember any of it, but I was in hospital for a while and needed a few blood transfusions to get me through. I had quite a few health problems as a child, but the only one that stuck was the lack of eyesight. I was always keen on storytelling when I was a young kid, as well as writing books and plays.…

Some people measure time by the sun; other people measure time by clocks. When I used to live in a small squat house in Brisbane, I measured time by the 6 o’clock “At Last”. Let me explain. First, the scene: me, slumped on my balcony at dusk, staring into space. Maybe my day had been long and tiring, or maybe I was just contemplating my insignificance within the infinite starry universe. Whichever cheerful topic I had chosen for the day, I was twirling around the maze in my head and not really paying attention to the world. Meanwhile, the sun dipped so low that the air turned grey and the night-time crickets started to sing. My neighbour, seemingly compelled by some sort of evolutionary drive, intuitively realised what time it…