Making average everyday things in yellow, the brightest yellow and sculpting tiny stuff, kinda realistic and at the same time super unrealistic egg muffins and honey bees. Toting around the sun in my oatmeal bags, thinking I should do more hand sewing because hemming the brim on the Oslo hat is so enjoyable every dang time. Feeling so uninspired at times and not worrying when it won’t feel this way, just doing what feels nice, keeping with familiar knits, small sews, and favorite suppers. Always cute, living life looking like some kind of Studio Ghibli character, thanks to a yellow hat with a little cold porcelain strawberry on it.
The January studio is tidy and cold, the light is sometimes so harsh and other times barely there. I really don’t mind at all. Trying to remember to always look close and appreciate what makes me happy, and force myself to take the time to trim away the things that don’t. That industrial tape dispenser makes me happy, so does that glowing milk carton.
There is always room to improve, there is a major stamp pad situation that might need handling. I don’t even know how that happens (wait I do ..does anyone remember Archiver’s stores? I loved those stores so much!) I trimmed my stock back a bit last year, only keeping the weird ones, like the destressing inks, glitter inks, glue inks, glow inks, and all the scented pads, yes in my world the green ink is spearmint scented and the pink, bubblegum! I can’t remember the last time I reached for some of these though, so maybe it’s time for another go through? Look at Jason and I, we were babies. 💕
I think I will always love little fiddly knits, using the small scraps from past projects for cute new stuff, making wool endlessly have my heart. Especially ones that look like Lex. 💕
Still not a fan of the wintering plants and I’m torn about the antique dresser, mostly because it’s a hiding place, currently holding overflow bric-a-brac that at the time of the big clean out I couldn’t let go of. It’s been easier since then to pick away at the layers, I still find things that seemed important then, that I’m now willing to part with. Starting to understand that I don’t need to pad myself with stuff, taking notes on the difference between useful and useless in terms of things I hope, plan, wish to use and useless things I hang onto because of the emotion or money I put into them.
Just appreicating current favorites and when they aren’t favorites, being ok with letting them go.
I do love capturing the moody and mundane, sometimes with just the right amount of merk and muck (my winter wasteland), I don’t want to ever overlook or forget the simple everyday, pull over, this is fucking beautiful.
Digging into the best vintagy chocolate floral linen canvas and creamy organic cotton denim, breaking needles and sewing new bags. This one has riveted handles and so many pockets, I can’t even!!!
Also, a sweet hello from this cute tiny portrait mirror ♡