November 30, 2011
November 28, 2011
i was shopping on etsy and stumbled upon some vintage afghans. sometimes something will happen and trigger a memory for me, something so deeply ingrained in my being and completely forgotten that its emotional when i remember.
i am deeply sentimental and nostalgic.
my mom’s people are most recently from montana. out in the sticks. i remember going to montana to visit as a young girl and the town my mom was from seemed stuck in the late 50’s or early 60’s. i didn’t appreciate it then, i was too young.
there seem to be many things that i was too young to appreciate that i remember now with yearning and a little bit of melancholy. my grandma and her sister used to knit or crochet afghans as gifts, when babies were born, etc…
growing up they were just these home made colorful blankets that didn’t mean much to me. this tradition, this craft of putting a piece of yourself and your love into something to give away.
i appreciate it now and remember the days sitting on my grandma’s sofa with knitting needles in my hands. i’ve forgotten how, but something’s got me thinking its about time to remember.
afghan from thewhitepepper
This vintage afghan from ByHeart looks just like one my grandma had…
afghan from ReArcade
i remember a bunch like this one from 27thAVE
this one from jacklom3 makes me think of my grandma…
…and maybe this one for me from HolidayFarmStudio, it feels a little missoni
November 24, 2011
November 20, 2011
Seriously dude, I am in love…
It happens every time I go out shopping for a client, I end up shopping for me.
I must have the Chiang Mai Dragon paper and so will one of my unsuspecting clients.
Look at how amazing it is, and I know just the bathroom for it…
Thank you Martyn Lawrence Bullard, this fabric will be a pillow on my sofa.
OK really, feather wallpaper, and peacock…you just can’t even know unless you see it in person…
It’s soooo good…
I know I just showed you Trove papers, but I saved this one for ME!
November 16, 2011
November 12, 2011
November 9, 2011
I am a blue girl. My eyes are blue and I live in denim. My front hall is painted the deepest teal like the deep of the nighttime ocean.
I love all shades of blue from the lightest faintest hint of pale pale blue, to the deepest midnight indigo. I love it when a room is all those shades of blue mingling together with yellows and greens dancing around the space too.
I find the right shades of blue to be calming and serene as well as sophisticated, rich and bold.
This time of year, I feel the pull to the deep. The dark midnight tones of teal and blues that have a slight green undertone to them. The kind of blue it sometimes takes a designer to suggest…
ok, this one isn’t so green, but still deep and rich and bold…