Hello Everyone! It’s been a looooong time. Maybe some of you have wondered if I was ever going to post anything again. Well, you’ll be happy to know I’m back! The past few months have been really busy for me, working on jobs outside of blogging, some that I can’t talk about yet, but I can’t wait to share! Because I’ve been MIA for so long I thought I’d catch you up on some of the things that have been keeping me busy.
The spring cleaning/dejunking bug has bit me and I have pretty much torn apart every room in our house. My husband has kindly suggested that I might start and finish one room at a time. But, where’s the fun in that? That most definitely doesn’t suit my personality. Once I get an idea in my head I have to act on it right away, and I sometimes don’t always finish a project. You might call me impulsive.
Following my sometimes impulsive personality, I joined my husband for a spur of the moment trip to Portland, Oregon. He forgot his temporary driver’s license and couldn’t rent a car, so we decided I needed to come out there and rent one for him. It was a very short trip, but one of the most spontaneous, fun and inspiring ones for both of us. We loved Portland! Not to mention we were there for one of Portland’s largest snow storms and freezing rain. Because it never snows in Portland no one plows the streets and the streets were covered in snow. It made everything feel extra cozy and slightly frightening watching people drive in the snow.
Henrik has been keeping very busy with his clay guys. I’ve given up on keeping my kitchen table tidy. And for some reason he is really into making all his people with buck teeth. He made a cute portrait of me and Hazel, thankfully I didn’t have buck teeth but luscious red lips instead. He must know something I don’t.
I’ve been working on a few painting projects as well as restocking my house with house plants. I killed all of last years plants by either over watering or forgetting about them entirely and not watering at all. Here’s to hoping I do a better job this year.
I’ve always been so inspired by Josef Frank’s textiles. I love how his inspiration was largely from the organic shapes found in flowers and foliage. His textiles are almost 100 years old, yet they remain so fresh and timeless. I can’t wait to show you what I’m doing with these textiles.
I’ve been thrifting a lot lately and finding some really great pieces. Last weekend I went to the fleattitude with my friend Brittany, and I brought home way too many things. Jenny from the blog Dos Family said: (I’m) “Filling my home with clutter one flea market at a time.” I couldn’t have said it any better myself, that is so me! Vintage items can be so inspiring to me and I love searching for that unique piece that no one else has. Vintage pieces tell a story and give a depth and soul to a space, that something shiny and new cannot. Don’t get me wrong, I do like shinny and new too.
I’ve always known I was no good at getting my picture taken and selfies are even worse, maybe it’s a good thing?
Having two children and a dog, there are a lot of messes in our home (not to mention all the ones I make). I love the messes the kids make when they are deep in their imaginary worlds, making and creating. It’s such a special time to be able to be imaginative and playful and seeing my children play reminds me of my own creative childhood. It makes me so happy to see them play.
My husband and I went on a trip to San Antonio, Texas for one of his shows at the newly renovated Briscoe Museum. I really enjoyed the city and was pleasantly surprised by all the beautiful Art Deco architecture. It was such a beautiful city, I can’t wait to go back!
I always enjoy picking up a piece of art or something to remember my trip, and I picked up this beautiful milagro in San Antonio.
For years now, I’ve had this crazy idea to color coordinate and cover all my books in my office in colored butcher paper. This took far too long to do and I got side tracked with other projects (like painting the porcelain below) too many times.
But, I finally finished it! And am happy with the results. I also ran out of books and had to steal some children’s books from my kids. Luckily they have almost as many books as I do.
Every morning when I go into Maja’s room I ask her how she slept. The other day she said: ”Good, Haek waked me up” and put her finger to her mouth, like she needed to contemplate it a bit more. She likes to tattle on her brother and it’s a running joke in our family that she’ll tell us he woke her up almost every morning.
I feel so lucky to have a wonderful husband who not only surprises me with paintings, but will play with and read to my children. Growing up without a father in the home, I didn’t really know what all the fuss was with fathers. Now I know, and I get to enjoy it and live vicariously through my children.