Dec 4, 2013
I have the pleasure, and self-imposed duty, of decorating the 15 foot tree at the Unitarian Universalist Fellowship in Easton. Themes have varied over the last three years. And this year will be no different. I use it to spark some ornament making project and I am always rewarded with the outcome.
Last year I was 5 months pregnant in December and everyone wanted to fuss about me being up on a ladder in “my condition” which wasn’t at all compromising. There is a point when your equilibrium is a little wonky and then you re-adjust quickly. Probably the least enjoyed part of being pregnant is everyone’s expectations and opinions of what you should be. They couldn’t have known I was more in danger of electrocuting myself with my hormonal stupid brain cloud.
Yes, I am showing you a picture of the tree and a special shot of my butt from 2011
2011′s tree, with its red and purple combination, was the purple hat society tree. I made this color combination statement unintentionally.
The little aqua and green wouldn’t sway me from naming it this.
This year, although I know I will be wanting to put red in it (read My Trying Tannenbaum for that explanation), I am attempting a whole new theme based on these paper dolls that my sister made 13 years ago for my bridal shower. The new theme will involve mini world globes and brown paper stars (just posted a preview shot to Instagram). Last years paper Christmas inspiration was satisfying. See the final house decorations from 2012 here. Once I get something in my head…I have to see it through. Remember, this is still a 15 foot tree so the elements need to be big enough and complement one another. And crafting with the baby is a greater challenge every day.
Wish me luck. I’ll do my best and will be Letting Go of the rest.
Dec 2, 2013
My e-course on blogging is coming to an end. The final homework project has hijacked my brain and time. And it’s all good. Styling has always been a love of mine. If you had the good fortune to visit Bally Eden, you know. I still seem to hoard items to “play” with. Again, I could style till the cows come home.
Seems though, that when faced with the prospect of doing it”for real”, I ran away from the thought for fear I wou.ldn’t be as good as others. As I thought I was. As I hoped to be. I don’t have a nice digital camera known as a DSLR. And I just let go of my film camera. Yet I oggle pictures, pin them profusely, and live inside my world wishing. A lot like the writing I held myself back from starting several years ago.
The homework was to take inspiration from a picture of something intentionally styled and then recreate it with my twist. Find the original on my Styling Board on my Pinterest page Like the moodboard incident of the last Decor8 e-course, the process would prove long and painful. Perhaps because I was juggling a baby and Thanksgiving dinner with this one project. But mostly because it takes a million touches and edits before I get it just how I want it. I found it was like a sodoku puzzle. You could get one shelf right but then all three didn’t work together.
I have learned
- Styling projects will take as long as they take
- But it’s worth the pride in oneself to make the effort
- I love doing this
- I need a “real” camera
- I am a stylist who needs to practice to become better
I am sure I have learned a lot more than this but again, the e-course proved to be the catalyst moving me onto another thought place.
Change nothing and nothing changes.
Learning leads to self discovery.
And that is never a bad thing.
I dare you to do something imperfectly today.
Nov 30, 2013
I know the joy of opening and the sorrow of closing my own small business. She was named Bally Eden and I loved her like a child.
People coming in and looking around meant the world to me.
And when they bought something?
I was thrilled. So when I say “Shop local”, it comes from my heart.
Last year, we took a break from the usual, Thanksgivinged in Ocean City, Maryland and traveled to Rehoboth, Delaware
for some intentional shopping on Small Business Saturday at Bella Luna’s.
This shop is a schmorgusborg of wonderful and whimsical gifts and decorative items. I found many lovely items for my girls and for me.
I may have to take a road trip in December to revisit Rehoboth and see what trouble I can get into. I like Bella Luna’s kind of trouble.
The feeling of decorating inspiration and decided shopping accomplishment is so satisfying.
Remember that before I had my shop, I worked for Pama at Moonvine? I visit her regularly and her inventory is amazing.
From jewelry to smelly stuff to picture perfect little props and flowers, she’s worth the visit if you’re in Easton, Maryland.
She’s my incredibly talented mentor.
Didn’t know diddle about florals until I met her.
And then, here in little old Denton, Maryland, there’s Joviality. Abby and Mary have been hard at work filling their space with affordable
Christmas gifts and décor. I visited recently and picked up a fabulous item for myself, as well as stuff for other people of course.
Each and every one of these establishments has hard-working women behind the counters considering carefully how the displays look, if their items are affordable, and if they have enough of anything to make it look full. Pleasing everyone is hard work. Make an equal effort to shop from your local shop owners this Christmas. I hope you find something better there than where you may have otherwise gone.
Nov 29, 2013
I have a deep respect for fellow blogger Marg Hogan. She is one of a handful of women I met through the Blogging Your Way online course created by Holly Becker of Decor8. ‘Met’ is a loose term since she lives in Australia and I in the USA. She is a kindred soul of the visual and poetic kind. I dig her photography and her simple word accompaniments. I aspire to be this simple. Her posts are like wonderful mind snacks.
She posted a piece with so many pictures, it’s an art installation masquerading as a blog post. The subject was on an artists village called Hills End.
It’s called The Day the Artists Open Their Doors.
And she poses a question about bravery to let go and define yourself as “artist”.
To make the artist you are your real job. I wanted to share this lovely post everywhere.
Art and life are one. Voyeurism is allowed on this day. Snack with your mind on her pictures.
Nov 28, 2013
I realized recently that every culture has a thanks-giving celebration with their family community/society to give thanks for what they have. A ritual communal gratitude for their connection to other people, their ability to eat, and to exist.
At least once a year, we all have an opportunity to be grateful. I’ll take mine now.
Thank you for the sun and the clouds and the beautiful artwork the two make in the sky. And for the trees that make air so I can breathe. And for my existence so that I was able to experience the miracle of my children. And their laughter. And for my fabulous husband who will always forgive me for not listing him first. And for everyone who loves, cares, and supports me because I am truly nothing without them. And for the really cool dinosaurs that came and left their bones for us to look at. Good enough.