Saturday, March 14, 2015

House progress

   Although there is still so far to go, things are moving in the right direction. The clutter I've collected for years is trying to kill me. Suffocate me. Sap my will to live. I've been fighting it for years.
I would make much progress. Then I'd slide back down that hill. It wears one out. Both the struggle and just the effort required to function in a space that is so chaotic. Everything is always lost, or damaged, or dirty. Cleaning properly is almost impossible. My home was constantly sabotaging me and making me feel bad; about my home (can't have people over, even to stop by, without humiliation), and about myself (what kind of person lives like this? A hoarder. Not someone I wanted to be.)

   Lately though, something has changed. Quite a lot. Pictures like the one above look like something I'd pin on Pinterest to inspire myself. But that is MY kitchen. Part of it. Not the bit with all the crap I still need to go through, or the sinkful of dishes. But glimpses like that one keep me going. I can have a calm, interesting, supportive, functional house. Parts of my life/home are already there. I look at them and it's like I won the lottery. I cry big, fat, almost disbelieving tears of joy.
   Although I have read many, many books, articles, blog posts, etc.,about cleaning, de-cluttering, homemaking, and organizing, and many of them have helped, nothing compares to this one: "The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up: The Japanese Art of Decluttering and Organizing" by Marie Kondo (called Konmari). A friend had posted about it on Facebook.  I was always interested in books of that genre. One more tool in my arsenal. I bought the Kindle edition for eight bucks and started in. That eight dollar book was a game changer for me. It freed me to release things that sparked no joy. Things that had served their purpose, whatever that was. Even if their purpose, for me, was to show what I no longer needed. What no longer reflected me. No need to save it "just in case" or to justify it because it had cost money, or to worry that if I let the thing go, I would be shutting down some facet of myself that it symbolized. I could just thank that object and release it. If it didn't spark joy in me, I didn't need it and I could just let it go.
   As I said, I have fought this battle for decades. I am amazed that one book amongst so many could have such an effect. But it did. I am still in this process of purging. I am still a bit bemused that this huge, immovable obstacle I have beaten myself against for years to try and move, has shifted. I am immensely grateful, I am shocked, I am still wary of declaring complete victory (I've slid down this hill so many times), but I can just look at pictures like this and feel the shift that happened inside me and let the relief and joy wash over me.

Magic indeed.

Sunday, May 12, 2013


Aghh! I love these! Tree rings, bronze, reminds me of the hammered pennies my teenage boyfriend used to make at his forge.
sharon sides +
hmmm. probably not excessively comfortable. Can I just have one to hang on a wall? ooo!Or a coffee table?
found here

Saturday, May 11, 2013

Thinking of a white garden. A calm garden.

Now that we've been in this house nine years all the plantings I did just to get some green things growing are TAKING OVER! I dream of a more edited, less chaotic, garden .Still a bit wild but not so overwhelming. Maybe a white garden. I am a bit obsessed with white. White walls, white white white.

I want a modern farmhouse garden. Tall airy plants, like cosmos and queen Anne's lace.

 Black flowers, sculptural flowers and forms.
And the sensuality of fragrance too.

Now, how to edit this massive, wild, green monster that is my yard? What to add?

Friday, May 10, 2013

this is the view from my desk into the kitchen.I love the way the light shines through the plants.

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

The shop is filling up, trickle by trickle.

 These little kitties came to visit my studio.
 Where the magic happens.Linen thread,vintage buttons of wood, metal, and shell,washi tape,mother of pearl, (coffee!), tech gadgetry.

In the shop now. A birds and clouds mobile strung from driftwood I rescued from a bonfire.

A beautiful vintage milk glass striped sugar jar. (Here without lid, used as a vase for some late summer fennel and nasturtium.)

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

 This cat is a lot of trouble. 
The girls and I left the house for an hour and a half today to get groceries. Upon our return was a message from  a neighbor that he had our kitty, whenever we wanted to come get him.
 Next message was from the local animal shelter saying that he had been dropped off there. Sheesh. Leave the house for five minutes and get charged $25 to get your cat back.
The kicker? 
Turns out Good Neighbor Samaritan lives ONE HOUSE OVER!

Saturday, August 18, 2012

REnew shoes

 These red Danskos were a thrifting find. ($6!! In my size!) But I wasn't feeling the red. Not a usual color for me. I'm pretty much a neutrals girl.With some sunsety/autumnal/blue tossed in occasionally. So I ordered some leather dye and black they will be!

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 Aaaaand Ta-Da! Pretty good , no?

I've been wearing them pretty much every day. But hoo-boy that dye is pretty toxic. I dyed them on the patio, but I still felt a bit lightheaded afterwards. Ah, what are a few brain cells for beautiful, practical, high quality, cheap shoes?