I’ve spent the weekend in the garden -such perfect autumn weather. And reading gardening books in the evening as well. I’m wondering at the fact that I spend all this time & energy in the garden to make it look like this, but never spend any time just ‘being’ in it. I have places to sit for that very reason & supposedly its the reason that I’ve made the garden, but I never do just sit & enjoy it. Why not? I think I’m too busy, I’ve got too many things to do to just sit around in idleness. I feel guilty if I do. Crazy.
I have quite a collection of op-shop art -some of it hanging on the walls, most of it stacked in the studio. All of it original works. I cant pass it by. It amazes me what people will toss out. And alternatively what they will pay good money for, to hang on their walls.
This is my ‘sea’ collection. I have no idea who any of the artists are, but I treasure them all. I have quite strong opinions on art -what I like & what I dont. But also that its not precious -art is for everyone. And sometimes an amazing piece of work comes out of the unlikeliest people. So the thing about op-shop art is that we can all have beautiful original pieces of art, at very little cost. We just need to keep an eye out & be open minded.
I seem to have lost the plot myself, but this is a lovely little clip about a photographer who hasnt. I’m so admiring of that very strong vision & passion that drives some people on, despite the hurdles. I guess thats the difference between success & the rest of us who just blunder through.
Pairings of things -jars of chili jam & tomatillos, rhodo & rose, old lace & old baskets. I’m trying to finish off the shade for the refurbished lampstand -hence the old lace. What a mission -none of the trims look right. And for re-sale I cant spend too much time of money on it. I have to admit to 3 trips to the craft shop to finally get something that will work.
This weekend I’m determined to get back to painting the inside trims in the house -I’ve been saying this for 3 years. Maybe if I put it in writing here I will HAVE to do it. Oh -besides spending sunday doing a bit of a clear-out at the shop. Hmmm…
I’ve had one of those weird weeks -not hitting my marks. Is it seasonal affected disorder, is it my sinuses -some kind of weird hay-fevery thing, is it cabin fever… A bit depressed -wondering what the hell I’m doing & why & is it all worth it & what’s the point… I’m thinking this as I slog my way around the forest on my morning walk. I take a big breath & make myself lift my head -to stop staring at my toes & I see this. Maybe we’re just here to witness beauty. Its enough really; surely?
I think of Virginia Woolfs’ description of her depression as ‘the black dog’. Mine’s not so much a black dog as some kind of greyish moth-eaten old rabbit.
Although I seem to have completley lost any urge to go shopping & aquire new stuff, I do still seem to be aquiring stuff & feeling very pleased about it. New glasses! Yay -and a bargain buy -finally, after years of glasses costing exorbitant amounts of money, reality kicks in. I dont have to squint at the tellie anymore.
New second-hand books. A great read about the co-dependant sisters -Virginia & Vanessa. Apparently Jonathon Swift inventeds the name Vanessa -who knew! And currently loving The Book Thief, but sad…
New home-made bead earrings in colours I think I need. The size of my earrings is getting smaller -maybe these are even a bit too big…
So it doesnt really take much to make me happy.
Just some little picture stories from the shop today. Its a bit like painting -building up an image & a look with the shop items. One of the many reasons I love retailing. Its taken me awhile to hit my stride this time around, and I’m still not quite there yet, but making progress. The internet -with the blog, facebook, pinterest etc, etc -has been a huge help. Like a huge scrapbook tool to research & edit the look. Of course its a double edged sword, but like everything you have to figure out how best to manage it so it works for you.
I watched the first program of ‘top of the lake’ from Jane Campion. One group of characters is a womens retreat -one of the characters comments that they are only allowed a mattress in their shipping container rooms -or else they might be tempted to ‘play house’. Imagine -yikes!
This really reminds me of when I started in the graphics industry some many years ago now. Its how I felt about hands-on production & then the move to computers & digital. There is no choice to go recover that hands-on element in graphics, but perhaps there’s an option in signwriting. Maybe I should look at becoming a proper old-time signwriter. And proper old hand-done signs have become so coveted now.
With the weather turning cooler I’m thinking about that whole nesting thing. I’m getting pickier about my bed. Most beds are either too perfect or not layered right. And I have the added problem of an the wee cat who is getting elderly & dribbles now. So here’s my best solution -I lie a double sheet diagonally across the duvet & tuck the corners under. She cant crawl under it either -which she much prefers. So I can just whip it off easy-peasy for washing, much easier than stripping the duvet cover off too often. I’m really lucky to have a couple of beautiful old linen sheets that Mum inherited from an elderly friend of hers years ago. I’ve decided linen is the best for bed coverings -you get that perfectly used, mushy, comfy look. Just inviting you for a little lie-down. I use a super big king sized sheet for a bed-cover -to cover the ugly legs etc. I hate those flounces that go over the mattress base -they get all tangled up when you make the bed -and they’re ugly too.
I seem to be developing a new collection of silver cups. I’ve never won one, so I’m awarding them to myself now. The old silver container reminds me of my grandmothers old sugar bowl. It was a battered beautiful old thing, always on her dining table ready for a cuppa.