We are attending more and more markets. Last month you could visit us at The Maker Market in Amsterdam and we will be there again next weekend. It is a place to buy unique products from local makers and original brands. The location is a former tram remise and also a national monument. In spring and summer we are planning to attend The Sunday Market, a monthly Art & Design market in the Westerpark in Amsterdam, and the Museum Market, held every month at the Museumplein in Amsterdam. These markets are a really nice opportunity to meet new people and to see directly how people react to our products.
Last weekend we were selling our products at a special edition of The Maker Market in De Hallen in Amsterdam. This market is held every month. It is a place to buy unique products from local makers and original brands. The location is a former tram remise and also a national monument. This time The Maker Market was working together with sellers of Etsy - we were one of them - to create the very first edition of Etsy made in NL. Etsy is an online platform for small brands and artists to sell their products. If you have visited our webshop already, you know that Etsy is the place where we sell our things. Our weekend was very successful. We had the chance to meet new people and to see how everyone reacted to our work, and of course sold quite some things... We hope to attend more markets in the future!
I don’t know if every child has a plush toy so important it is just not an option to loose it. I suppose many do. I did. Wallie, my little whale, always had to be there to be able to sleep. He has been in every bed, every tent and every car that I slept in. His first color was yellow. This was before my first birthday and before my mother had to repair him for the first time. I remember Wallie as turquoise, then pale blue and in the end as greyish brown. He is still there, not in my bed, but in the attic of my parents. His eyes are the only things keeping the fabric, which once was his body, together. These eyes caused me sleepless nights when I was about six years old. I chose them myself after Wallie had lost one of his eyes. These new ones were great, much better than the old ones; they could move. That night I couldn’t stop crying because Wallie looked nothing like he did before.
I am making whales these days. None of them resembles Wallie in any way, but they are soft and blue and their eyes can definitely not fall off.