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I hope everyone had a lovely Mother’s Day weekend!  Ours was really wonderful spent with both our mothers and our children.

The weather these past several days has been cold and rainy.  So, I thought it would be fun to make a simple indoor game for the kids to play.tic-tac-toeTic tac toe is one of the simplest games, and a great one for a three year old to pick up quickly.tic-tac-toe2We started out with simple smooth river rocks that we painted white (Henrik painted a few faces on his rocks as well, that we were not to paint over).

The kids had so much fun painting the rocks, as soon as they saw the paint come out they jumped in their chairs and got to work painting.tic-tac-toe3After the white paint dried, I then painted simple x’s and o’s.  I painted pink x’s for Maja (it’s her favorite color), and black for Henrik (he loves black).

I also took a blue piece of felt and painted white tic tac toe lines for the game.  tic-tac-toe4The kids had so much fun playing, and Henrik enjoyed explaining the rules of the game to his sister.  This is a game that we could bring with us on a family picnic or any other outing.  tic-tac-toe5Everything was going really smoothly and they were having such a great time playing together until Henrik had to celebrate his victory…tic-tac-toe6  Maja was NOT happy about this.  I don’t know what it is about siblings, they can be so happy playing and being kind to each other one moment and the next moment they’re practically mortal enemies.  I guess it’s part of sibling rivalry and how we learn to love each other.  Thank goodness they make up really quickly.

This post is sponsored by Mrs. Meyers.

cultivating a creative life: a mother’s influence

In honor of this Sunday being Mother’s Day, I would like to share about my own mother and the inspiration she has been to me.  She has been both mother and father to me and remained such a constant in my life.  She is my best friend and has been the biggest influence on who I am today, how I create and how I see the world.  As you can see from the photos below she is one classy lady, with a beautiful thick German accent.

mormor's-houseMy mother grew up in a small, beautiful village in Northern Germany.  Her father was an architect, started a printing company and was an avid art collector.  The home she grew up in was bombed during World War two, and when her father came back from being a prisoner of war, years later, he redesigned and fixed it up into a beautiful Estate where her family (as well as mine) shared many many fond memories together.  Growing up I spent all my summers at my grandparent’s home.  It was such a beautiful, warm, thoughtful home, with an extensive art, furniture, book and rug collection.  My Grandfather appreciated and understood the history behind everything, and it was there I experienced that a home could be so much more than just a place to live.  A home sets the tone for the people who live there, and creates an atmosphere where love and learning can abide.

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My grandfather taught my mother about Art, literature, and music.  She was the youngest of five, with three older sisters and a brother.  Her father would take her on long walks in the woods, where they would have in depth conversations about literature, and art and life.  This one on one time she spent with her father was so important and I believe helped carry her through some of her harder times in life.  My grandfather died when my mother was only 24 years old, and never got to meet any of her children, but he remains alive through her stories that she shares of him with us.

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My mother, like her father, has always been an appreciator and ambassador of the arts.  She instilled in us it’s importance and made it a part of our everyday life.  Ever since I can remember (I believe I was younger than Henrik), she would take me to classical concerts, Museums, International Cinema, and cultural events.  I remember going to see the movie  Jean de Florette with my mother as a little girl and what an impact that movie had on me, and still has.  I also looked just like the little girl, which I thought was pretty cool.  I think that is what good art does, it changes you, helps you to see differently and makes you a better person.  My mother didn’t believe in dumbing things down for children, and there was no right age to go to a concert or a museum, she would just take me.  She believed children should start young in their appreciation of the arts.

mormor's-house3My mother is always rearranging things in her home and creating little cozy nooks, like this one below.  I know that’s where I get my desire to rearrange furniture and make cozy nooks in my own home.  When I was little my mother and I would play a game together on our our walks with the dog.  We would rate homes in our surrounding neighborhood as cozy and not cozy, or gemuetlich and nicht gemuetlich.  The criteria was usually cozy lighting and seating, or whatever we thought would make it look cozy or not.  Even now when my husband and I tuck our children in bed at night we ask them if they are cozy/cuddly or kuschelich.  It’s a word we use often and is a necessity in our home to either feel kuschelich or gumuetlich at one or more times during the day.

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My mother is also the reason why I have such an enormous love for children’s books.  She has introduced me to most of my favorite illustrators like:  Lisbeth Zwerger, Ida Bohatta, Fritz Koch-Gotha, Sibylle v. Olfers, Elsa Beshow, Else Wenz-Vietor, and Walter Trier.  I could go on and on.  She has an enormous appreciation and passion for children’s books and has a huge collection.  Every time I think I have a lot of children’s books I go to my mother’s house and see her collection and am reminded what a real collection looks like.  She has so many beautiful books, some that are not in print anymore, and many still from her own childhood.  I love going in her room where she keeps her children’s books and looking through them, I always discover one I have never seen before.

mormor's-house5My mother has also inspired and maybe fostered my fabric hoarding tendencies.  As a little girl I remember going with her to a Westfalen fabric store in Muenster.  I remember  waiting, for what felt like hours, for her to pick out a fabric.  My mother would make most of my dresses, particularly in traditional German patterns.  In the 80′s, when everyone was wearing leg warmers and hot pink, I stood out like a sore thumb.

My mother and I still enjoy going to fabric stores together when we can.  Just the other day we found a beautiful large green fern fabric.  She had the brilliant idea to make a simple shift dress out of it.  I wasn’t going to buy the fabric but…when she had such a great idea I had to get it.  She is still fostering and encouraging my fabric hoarding and has quite a beautiful fabric collection herself.

mormor's-house6My love of blue and white has also come from my mother.  She looooooves blue and white. Almost everything in her house is blue and white, from her upholstery, to her dishes, to her backsplash and even her clothing.

My mother has taught me to take pride in yourself and make an effort in your appearance.  She has done this my whole life, I have never seen her wear a pair of sweat pants.  This is not because she is vain or is trying to impress someone else, it is because she has respect for herself and shows it in her dress.

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My mother is also one of the most well educated, well read people I know.  She is always telling me about a new book she has read.  Some of my favorite books are from her recommendations.  She reads a wide variety; whether it’s Goethe, Herman Hesse,  Art Books, a memoir of Roomy Schneider, or even the National Geographic.  She will read it and share with me what she liked and learned about it.  I love that about her.

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I had to share a photo of Resi, my mother’s beloved dachshund.  She is named after a children’s book called Waldi.  Resi is the obedient sister of Waldi.  I don’t believe any dachshund can be described as obedient, especially my mother’s Resi.

mormor's-house9Happy Mother’s Day Mormor, Mutti, Mama!  I love you!!!   You are intelligent, classy, wise, loving and kind.  Thank you for being my mother.

If you’d like to read some more creative ladies and their mothers’ influence check them out here:  Sarah Jane StudiosSycamore Street PressMer Mag and House that Lars built .

 

Maja’s tent

Last week I mentioned that I have been dejunking my entire house.  I have also been rearranging and making some major changes to certain spaces in my home.  Last weekend I had to finish up several deadlines, so naturally I put them off to do something very important, like rearranging the furniture in Maja’s room.

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I brought out of storage the tent I made for the kids last Easter and decided that I’d surprise Maja and put it in her room.

maja's-tent9She, and Hazel, were excited to see it, and they quickly moved in.  She even wanted to spend the night in the tent.

maja's-tent2I also moved her storage bin and child’s desk close to the window, and she wasted no time playing with and showing me her animals.  I love that she plays with animals and has no interest in dolls.  She dresses and undresses them and they have make believe conversations.  I could listen all day, It’s pretty funny and entertaining.

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Some of Maja’s most beloved possessions:  A cheap, blingy tiara, ballet slippers, and a Dinosaur.

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maja's-tent5It’s always entertaining to see the new additions to the chalkboard wall.

maja's-tent6It looks like Maja’s Maileg mouses ears needed a thorough brushing.

maja's-tent7Hazel always enjoys being in front of the camera.  She specializes in being in the wrong place at the wrong time.  I probably trip on her about ten times a day.

maja's-tent8I may not have finished what I was suppose to on Saturday, but I was happy to see Maja playing and enjoying her “new” tent.  She loved her tent so much that she didn’t want to share with her brother or Hazel and said “there’s no woom.” She did promise Henrik that I would make him a tent for his room.  It looks like I have more projects in my future, I better get to work.

I’m back!!!

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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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!

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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tooth fairy pillow diy

For the past few weeks my little Henrik has had a loose tooth.  It was bitter sweet for me to find out that my boy was going to loose his first tooth.  It’s one more physical sign that he’s  growing up and there is nothing I can do about it.  Of course, I was so excited for him too.

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Henrik’s tooth has been really loose, practically hanging by a thread for the past week.  My husband and I decided we needed to take matters into our own hands and pull the tooth.  One quick pull and it was out.  Henrik was so excited to see his mouth with an empty space where his tooth had been.

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Henrik and I decided that we needed to make a tooth fairy pillow to store his tooth.

If you’d like to make a tooth fairy pillow here’s what you’ll need:

* drafting paper and pencil

* small piece of white or cream felt

* black, pink, and blue thread and needle

* polyester batting

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Step 1.  Draw and cut out a tooth shape out of the drafting paper.

Step 2.  Using the paper template cut two shapes out of the felt.  Cut a small rectangle out of the felt for the pocket.

Step 3.  Hand stitch the pocket onto one side of the felt tooth.

Step 4.  Pin together right sides together, with the pocket facing in.  Sew around the tooth, leaving an opening for the stuffing.

Step 5.  Stuff the pillow with batting and hand stitch it closed.

Step 6.  Hand stitch the eyes and mouth and you’re done!

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Henrik loves his new little tooth pillow as well as showing off his missing tooth.

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That night Henrik put his tooth in the back of his pillow and cuddled next to it.  The next morning he discovered that the tooth fairy had brought him four whole quarters!

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