Wednesday, June 27, 2007

More mail


 


I opened up the fat parcel yesterday and found a lovely stack of vintage papers tied with robin's egg blue seam binding. So pretty. And I forgot to take a picture of it. But here are some of the goodies spread out over my kitchen table. Thanks to Marilyn for hosting this swap. Now what to create with all this treasure?

Tag Swap Goodies

 

There was a stack of mail to go through when we got back from our trip. Included was a manila envelope from Raesha. This was my first swap and look at all the lovely tags I have. So many creative people. Thank you, Raesha.
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Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Enchanting Days

 

Europe is a wonderful place. Coming from a place where the oldest building was built in the mid-1800's, the history evident everywhere in France was intoxicating. Here I am in the pyramid at the Louvre where miles of treasures quickly overwhelm.

 

A charming scene from Avignon. Makes me want to dig out my paints and try. But I'm not a painter. So sad.

 

Inspiration in a shop in Avignon. The ribbon racks visible have a secret. They slide back to reveal even more luscious trims behind. Since this wasn't a shopping trip (we brought only carry-on luggage - well, what used to be carry-on size), I could only drool. I did get some French handcraft magazines for inspiring ideas.

 

As any fabric lover knows, seeing is only half of the experience. It was SO hard not to touch the gorgeous fabrics in Versailles. I wanted to stroke the silk wallpaper, run my hand over the embroidered bedding, feel the cool carvings of stone under my hand. I understand the restrictions - if we all did that, there wouldn't be anything left. But in the Grand Trianon I couldn't resist. The guard's back was turned and I reached up and quickly ran my hand over these tassels. Ah, gratification.

Home again and wanting to create. Rearrange my furniture and accessories. Make pretty things from fabric and trims. But where to start?
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A Wander Through my Mind

  Nothing is so beautiful as Spring -  When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Gerard Manley Hopkins When I opened my bedroom...