Thursday, December 13, 2007

poppies for grace.

i recently found the most delightful lolly-bags and other various stationary
items by 'poppies for grace'. they were so stunning i had to buy myself a pack
at pepe's paperie for $12.95 for 15 recycled paper bags.
www.poppiesforgrace.com.
check it out for other wonderful and delicate paper items.




Thursday, December 6, 2007

pilates.

oh my goodness.
i took a pilates class yesterday for the first
time in ages. and i pretty much cant move
any part of my body except for my fingers
which are typing this. i didnt even realise
all my muscles could hurt at same time,
but now i know. pilates is from the devil.
not really, but seriously.

wandering.


this is my carnation.
media: just plain old pencils.
2007

Over this brave small road, the wind blows. Tree and bush are left behind, only stone and moss grow here. Nobody has anything to look for here, nobody here owns anything, up here the farmer has neither hay nor wood. But the distance beckons, longing awakens, and through rocks and swamp, snow, they have provided this good little road, which leads to other valleys, other houses, to other languages and other men.....
But I smile, and not only with my mouth. I smile with my soul, with my eyes, with my whole skin, and I offer these countrysides, whose fragrances drift up to me, different senses than those I had before, more delicate, more silent, more finely honed, better practiced, and more grateful. Everything belongs to me more than ever before, it speaks to me more richly and with hundreds of nuances. My yearning no longer paints dreamy colors across the veiled distances, my eyes are satisfied with what exists, because they have learned to see. The world has become lovelier than before.
The world has become lovelier. I am alone, and I don't suffer from my loneliness. I don't want life to be anything other than what it is. I am ready to let myself be baked in the sun till I am done. I am eager to ripen. I am ready to die. Ready to be born again.
The world has become lovelier.

excerpt from Wandering by Herman Hesse
image by me.

a wonderous look into the art of tea party-ing.



tea parties are all the rage.
location: centennial park.
when: 2.12.07.
was incredible fun, with lots of cupcakes,
turkish apple tea and jumping in underwear.
thanks to all who came.
xx.
(nb. my wonderful mother made these glorious cupcakes.)