Found a second to start a pattern. It has been really nice to find the peace of just cutting something out, matching shapes, and making my own garment. Peace might seem like a silly word for it but in the craziness of everyday with my constant interruptions, tasks, and events when I find a block if time to sit and read and “make” something is simply Good. Really nice and good.
I seriously get a little bit spooked when I experience Anthropology. I mean, in a way, don’t you think we all should? It is like a bad relationship where I am the dufus (and not because I ever have enough money to buy anything that I covet in that joint). It rings spooky to me and here is why: every single time I walk in there I have that singular feeling of being stylishly “known”. You know what I mean. The blazing, glorious, sing in the street feeling of “this place get’s me!!! They not only ‘get’ me they ‘get’ me in ways I didn’t even know I could’ve been gotten! In like future ways of pure potential, stylish, beauty incarnate bliss!” I go in that shop and my eyes are beaming, my heart is singin, and wait…are my heels clicking? I might actually feel like my best self. And it happens almost every time. In the store, through the magazine, haphazardly when I find myself on their website…I am like a lovesick puppy that never sees it coming and EVERY time falls flat on my face for whatever they are dishing out. Hook line and sinker. If Anthropolgy was a boy and I was in high school I would be in some serious trouble. Serious. And the spooky part? Well the spooky part is not just that it happens so damn intensely and EVERY time I go in there but that I know (and I am no fool) that this is exactly how you all feel too. And even if I wanted to act like that was totally normal, isn’t that just a little bit creepy? That we all can feel so perfectly “fit” in our own little, deep down, individually stylish parts and yet share the same ringing singular aesthetic joy with EVERY SINGLE OTHER GIRL that enters through Anthropolgie’s pearl-bedazzled-re-purposed timber doors? Not so individual after all, huh? Well maybe that is why it cost so much in there then. Because real individuality is expensive. Right? Wait a minute. Wrong and wrong. I am not sure what I want to say here because I am not ABOUT to give up my love for Anthropolgy and God knows I can;t stop that ringing, singing, dinging thing that happens in my nervous system every time I saunter in there like I can afford the place. But, I just wanted to put it out there.
That being said, these A.P.C quilts are really rocking my world. I love them. Like really love em. IN that deep, down, fancy kind of way. And I am sure I am not the only one. 🙂
The pillows are just something cool that I found on a re-purposed denim blog ( I forget where). They are pretty beautiful and, although mine would be much wonkier than these beauties, they inspire me to do something lovely with all of the denim and old jeans I have been hoarding in our basement for years now.
Hey, remember my Broadturn Bag that I made in my sewing class? Well I really want to “use” it all the time but the truth is that my eyes were too big for my stomach: I made it too big. It is a massive bag and what is worse, the handles are too long and too skinny. I love the denim that I chose and the vintage sheet on the inside and I have even take to using it quite a lot in my own stubborn attempt to “LOOOOOVE it”. But I am living a lie. I do not love it. In fact I kind of hate it. But , I still want to love it and this beautiful bag gave me an idea. Obviously this bag is better and cooler than mine may ever (go check out the other ones she has made. So wonderful!) be but since she has sold out of them on her website I will just have to put my mind where my mouth is and make my own adaptations. Rescue the Boradturn Bag! Here I come!
Today I was “supposed” to sit down and run through our bills, check of the “paids”, take a double look at the “un-paids”, try and find a balance between the beginning/middle/ and end of the month. But the bank website was not working and everything was thrown up in the air and suspended for 24 hours.
When I was telling Skip about it he said, “well, what would you really love to do today if you really could?”
And I said what I had glimpsed for just a second in the car, ” I thought for a minute today how I would really love to paint today.”
Without a beat he said, “well you should paint then. There is nothing else to be done but paint today. Get to it.” And so I did.
When I am painting I always feel like it was the best thing to do.
so why don’t I start with other people’s things that are wonderful and good and jolting me back into making an effort here:
a) I can't decide whether I like the Caitlin Foster print or the geode magnet best. Really something else to me. Found via Lena.
b) A New Blog : Trula. Kids : I can’t decide whether I love the Uncle’s favorite jeans re-purposed for a beautiful jumper (first photo), the chair cleverly transformed into a play kitchen (second photo) or the lovely tone of the lady behind it all who simply requests and wishes “Sunday kind of Mondays” and describes her blog in my favorite blip so far : “I’m a mother of 2 living in Barcelona. In this space I try to disconnect from the ‘locura del día a día’ and just pretend I’ve got all the time in the world to make clothes, take pictures and admire the little details of everyday life. ” Ha. Nice. Us too. . Go visit.
c) And then there is this:
Seriously. This seems totally practical to me. Absolutely normal and practical. The kind of thing any normal, working person might think up and spend hours setting up. Absolutely. I love this:
“Since my studio can be anywhere, I decided to make a Tree Branch Work Desk to enable me to think up a tree with a cup of tea and pencils at hand.” Me too. I can work anywhere right? Tree studio. Tree homeschool room. Tree sleeping. All of it. Yes please. Go here for the video of the making of this genius business.
That Cole and Sons Birch Wallpaper. Yup, that is right off of their website. And I am guessing that since I can not find a price that it is, inevitably, way out of any “price range” we may or may never have for something as luxurious as wallpaper.
But I have had visions of Birches and Aspen trees since I was a child and we used to picnic inside a thick Aspen grove at the edge of town in Central Oregon. The Birches that line the pathway at the Tate Modern always take my mind directly into another universe where that same wandering picnic-er of my memory is tracing the edge of a vision or a view and trying to bring it front and center. It is a very place kind of “Place” for me. I wonder if I could paint this on my own right onto my walls. It seems like I kind of have to.
And if I was just taking a black shaprie to a crisp white wall, this is wonderful. I love the hand-drawn monochromatic whimsy of these. Found here. go visit. The rest of the site is wonderful too.
A few weeks ago the boys and I headed to the fabric store togetherto pick out the material for their furture Super hero capes. Luckily, we were able to find two different “doggy”printed fabrics in each of their favorite colors: orange and green. A few nights of sewing and the two of them were official decked and ready to be “Fantatsic!”
I love watching the briliant transformation a simple cape can bring to their play-time. Whether it is eir n-blown realms of imaginary worlds or just a bit of air-guitar while listening to the radio in their new kid-size Jeep, well..it is all nothing short of spectacular.
I caught Jude standing gaurd agains oncoming cars like Superman, legs planted firm and hands on hips in the center of our front yard.
I watched both boys hit the power-jolt on their “jet boots” as they flew into top gear and circled the backyard/sideyard/porch steps/ front yard/ porch….
And I even witnessed a peculiar contemplative spirit overtake Ambrose as hew walked, monk-like in small circles in the side yard with his hands clasped in what he confirmed to Jude as “prayer” before he finsihed up and ran back over to hop into the Jeep and zoom off into their next adventure. Unexpected? yes. Fabulous and hilarious? Absolutely.
For the past few weeks we have been recording and writing in our studio in preparation for this new album. Tomorrow we head out for a small acoustic show in Greenwood, SC just the three of us Mathenys. We have been singing and playing around for the past week in our various living rooms, nursery/studios, and big studio. It has been such a good time.