wilma and i have a LOT to be thankful for. we hope you have things to be thankful for, too, and can enjoy a wonderful day celebrating them.
gobble. gobble.
wilma and i have a LOT to be thankful for. we hope you have things to be thankful for, too, and can enjoy a wonderful day celebrating them.
gobble. gobble.
i love when i see something that literally takes my breath away. that moment when you feel like your heart actually skips a beat. most of these moments, for me, come from seeing something out in nature that is so extraordinarily beautiful and unexpected that it catches you off guard. i had one of those moments this morning when i went out on our bedroom balcony to this view. the blast of energy that went coursing through my veins will get me through this long day with ease and remind me to look UP every now and then.
makes rae a dull girl. THAT’S why we make time for FUN . . . like a play date with the adorable CLARA ! we untangled jewelry, had lunch, took wilma for a walk, made note books, and did some watercolors. SO FUN. hope you got to do something fun this weekend, too.
my sketchbook is going back on tour ! it will be traveling with the sketchbook project to pennsylvania, michigan, and ohio. that book is getting more air miles than I AM !
it is finally feeling like fall and time to move the sweaters to the front of the closet. wilma HATES to wear clothes. whenever i put a sweater or a coat on her, she will stand there frozen for several minutes and pretend like she can’t walk. it’s only a treat that will eventually get her to move. but the sweater is not JUST for the cute factor, it really does help keep her warm !
happy birthday to WILMA.
the sweetest and funniest girl i know.
(click on the image and then the arrows on the bottom right to see her smirk up close)
in paris, we spent a lot of time at this wonderful parfumerie called L’Artisan Parfumeur. we all wanted a scent to remind us of our trip to paris. i bought 2. one of them was called “la chasse aux papillons” . . . it smells so fresh, like sweet flowers in the spring. the translation is something like “the chase of butterflies.” right after our parfum purchases, we walked to a little bar around the corner to toast to our new scents. these butterflies were on the wall there . . . i knew i had made the right choice.
my mom has an incredible green thumb. she has the ability to grow anything, and with great ease. i always remember her fleet of perfect african violets, a very hard plant to grow. i, on the other hand, have a black thumb. i will easily kill a plastic plant (luckily, i am not fond of the indoor plant). these roses that she grew are as big as my head. she always keeps freshly cut flowers in this vase that i made for her. it has the lord’s prayer inscribed on it, maybe that’s why her roses grow so big ?
i made this teapot in france last year. it was inspired by the beautiful foliage in the south of france (one of my favorite places on earth). a gentleman, who lives in germany, saw this teapot, and asked if i would make and sell him just the leaves . . .
here are some of the 300 porcelain leaves i made for his equisite jewelry store in munich, germany. it was actually very meditative making each leaf by hand. i will definitely be adding these to my clay repertoire. i just love how some things evolve.
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