i also updated the shop (long time coming) with some recent drawings and collages envelope sets. take a peek here.
laughing about peterborough and rubidge street and making coffees and thinking in the orange room upstairs with lindsey. we made the most sense in that room. uni books and notes everywhere and spray paint on the carpet. a window to crawl out on for cigarettes on the rooftop. the cat was there too sometimes.
my purple curtain in spain, always the tree shadow was dancing on it. casting lines and shapes.
my bedroom at my parents that i lived in for the few months between school and budapest. picasso on my walls, jade plants soaking in the morning sun and my grandpa's old radio. plays like a new guitar. the dial is always set to jazz fm the premier jazz station for canada. i miss the green walls actually.
laundry and some new fabric, little flower buds that used to be a nighty but i am working to turn into a light dress for summertime... a long way away it seems from now. im glad i brought the japanese dress book with me here. it will be useful now. working to set up the etsy shop again, it was pushed under the rug in the last couple months with moving and readjusting. im ready to open again though, so im back to weighing packages and photographing drawings and vintage nighties.
tomorrow is wednesday, already?
i hand-embroidered their names and simple holiday symbols on some natural unbleached muslin and backed them with some leftover holiday fabrics and filled them with natural cotton and some whole cloves for a holiday scent. easy and classic. the thread is italian and strong. i found it in granny's attic. i am tempted now to start making some for my canadian family. there is nothing wrong with a head start when i have the time and the fabric now, right?
a snowy afternoon with granny. not mine, david's.
barrels needed cleaning and wine needed filtering so i spent the afternoon drinking coffee and ballentine's with david's gran. she shared some stories from fifty-two years ago and we went through some old suitcases of fabric, drapes, yarn, and toys to find some treasures for me to bring back to budapest with me.
new curtains for our little apartment. i think the white / green will be a little brighter than the dark dark blues ones up now. two little stuffed mice from a long-ago childhood. now finding a new home on our shelf. long lost nighties and summer dresses waiting for remolding, 3 balls of cashmere yarn, and a few pairs of old knitting needles. she was happy to clear away some dust collecting things and i was happy to take some hungarian vintage finds away with me.
a slight mist and the mulled wine merchants open their carts. bright lights and ceramic mugs. borg borg/wine wine. twinkle lights. closed signs turn on their strings. open they read. alas. finally. once a year and the time is here. the christmas market is open. advent windows will be revealed every day on the gerbeau cafe and cake house. santa makes his round in the crowd, gifting children's faces with a smile and a pocket-ful of hope for the holiday season. all i want is to sip hot cocoa with a peppermint stick and watch reindeer films and dancing snowmen on the screen. tinny tunes blaring from laptop speakers and recycled red and green paper from last year's gift giving, twine for ribbon. to see trees alight in winter windows, walking by on the sidewalk through a neighbourhood. i dont think is possible here but reminds me of canada.
trinkets and toys, handmade crafts and artisans trying to keep warm by space-heaters behind their small collections of goods. i want to support each and every one of them only for being here everyday of december.
market day today. tesco day today. pizza in the oven. finally found some spinach at the market and homemade dough from yesterday means pizza on saturday afternoon with mozzarella, pesto, and deer sausage on david's half. mmm. almost ready. we got also speakers which makes music in our apartment more pleasant than when its desperately trying to blare unsuccessfully from the laptop speakers.