just a little video of me chattering…did I say ‘magical?’ perhaps once too often? ~ sheesh!
Well, I thought I ought to make a list of resolutions for the shiny brand new year ~ come see!
~ and please, oh please pop by tomorrow as I begin the new year with ‘conversations ~ fabulous interviews with creative women’ introducing the effervescent Susan Tuttle. Wishing everyone a most magical (clearly I adore this word) new year filled to overflowing with love, joy, peace and prosperity.
this is how I read instruction manuals ~ in this case for my new (vintage) 8 mm brownie camera and projector i received as a wonderful and unexpected gift this christmas
The sky is tinted a bluish grey pigment this morning with a hint of violet that is so pretty and the air is soft and misty as I enjoy a blackcherry smoothie. Christmas has been crackling fires and records spinning with long evening walks on the beach, and gatherings of friends getting tipsy sipping apple cider with butter ripple schnapps ~ oh! and a spontaneous decision to go caroling in Crescent Beach on Christmas Eve which was immeasurably comforting to an ache in my heart which the smallness of words cannot explain.
I am happily busy preparing my project for the Wishstudio Art retreat, popping new prints into my shop, and preparing a new series for my website and ‘Yes!’ course called ‘conversations ~ splendid interviews with enlivening creative women’ which I shall be unveiling to celebrate the brand new year. In February Darlene and Duke are coming to stay with me and there are plans for a creative retreat in my home in the spring gathering ten lovely women to share walks on the beach, wine, art, music and photography and lots of chatter naturally.
Oh I cannot tell you how beautiful the light is today which is perfect as I am having a friend over to handpaint photographs with me and chatter over a homemade chai ~ my lovely friend Preet gave me all the spices including whole cardamon pods in lovely little jars as a gift for Christmas as she knows my favorite tea is masala chai hands down. This evening there will be skating outside the art gallery followed by hot chocolate and pastry so my cup runneth over. (how do you spell ‘runneth?’)
Sunday….realizing I am exactly where I am supposed to be …(becoming…it just takes time) and contemplating a little snail ballet
Saturday afternoon I lit a fire in the stone fireplace, made a cup of green tea to go with my lemon squares and worked away on my poem boxes while listening to benny goodman records. These little poem boxes are matchboxes covered in various japanese hand made papers and I am so utterly pleased with them. Along with my five (seven, nine) word poems I am giving tiny prints (3 x 3) of my photo’s as gifts this christmas as well. Each little poem was written for a particular friend in mind and bloomed in quite a beautiful way in the end, thank goodness. I seriously cannot WAIT to deliver these this year!
It is Sunday and it couldn’t be a more perfect day to announce that I am so thrilled to be a part of Mindy’s Wishful virtual art retreat where I will be teaching a course called ‘Three Wishes.’ Pop on over for early registration and see the brilliant group of effervescent instructors she has lined up. I am truly honored to have been invited to be a part of this delicious weekend and am completely in awe of Mindy’s passionate energy and deeply generous center.
This week…I am planning a christmas party at my home on Friday night where I will be getting everyone tipsy on Darlene’s homemade eggnog, contemplating the beauty of a life filled with a series of thousands and thousands of tiny miracles and loving dylan’s unique take on a vintage christmas tune. It is Sunday and there is a dance of snowflakes outside my window I think I shall take my camera out for a snowy walk. Oh, and happy Sunday everyone!
I bought this fabulous mistint from the paint shop ~ it was intended for my studio, but now it is in the bedroom
the grape sodapop room!
I love purple hues ~ just an hour ago the sky was strewn with cotton candy purpled clouds as a matter of fact and there is a little wooden church nearby converted into a montessori school ~ they hung purple balls all over the tree outside in the yard so i will take a photo tomorrow. Outside my front door is a tree that has just blossomed!!! with small pink buds so I am thinking I ought to hang some purple decorations on the tree to celebrate.
Oh, and I have been taking lots of cloud pictures ~ going to make a ‘cloud’ wall in my kitchen just like this one
a little wirebrush tree from my collection that sits on my windowsill overlooking the lane which meanders to the beach
This week has been so full…brimming with a strange mix of seasonal emotions which I have transcribed into seven word poems, black and white photography (exploring the shadows of love and life) and my beautiful home. Yesterday there was an outing to the flea market where I found a beautiful little pocket book of Longfellow’s poems and another of British butterflies, oh! and a puppet named Monk! I especially have been enjoying the little butterfly book with such poetic descriptions of butterflies…
‘the egg is described as pale blue~green in colour, small and round in shape, and covered with a beautifully reticulated network pattern like white frosted glass.
unphotographable ~ the other evening deep in the night, I awoke to to this effervescent light beaming down onto my face through the window and as I sleepily opened my eyes I stared straight up into the wide open face of the pearly full moon ~ pure magic:)..and then I found this….
My home is settling so beautifully from my move, and truly has become a space filled with the language of music, art photography, poetry…and those glorious beamed ceilings which provide soaring space for creative thought, color and a chaotic joy. Every little thing that graces my home (found objects, gifts from the sea, books, art, flotsam and jetsam) have a personal narrative story behind them which I find utterly pleasing. In the end however ‘the few profound things in life that really matter, remain silent’ as Lukas Feireiss said so wonderfully.
It is Sunday! James Brown, Otis Redding and Tracy Chapman have been spinning away this morning and my day began with a little Jacques Tati:) Today I think I shall borrow some wisdom from Longfellow and spend the day not to be doing, but to be:)…and I am rather fond of my new studio
