On Good Friday Zelde over at Indigobirds did a very lovely review of my blog.
„Thank you my Dear! I’m feeling very honoured and a bit embarrassed too.“
You may want to visit her blog from time to time.
I’ve known Zelde for some time now, at first from the big-bad-needlework-online-forum and later from her blog. (Actually I’ve got a shirt and a tunic that she sewed for me in the course of some fantasy-swapping-activity. I don’t know if she remembers it.)
Although originally from the German speaking area, she’s been living in London for years now , studying physics and creating a lot of creative output. Her blog was created to document her sewing and knitting activities and to gain more motivation for her projects.
Today we find a much broader variety of topics on her blog. The handiwork was joined by cooking, photography, decorating, baking … and of course living a daily life in London.
Over the last weeks she has given her blog a great deal of attention, made some changes and right now it’s looking really great and shiny.
Keep going my Dear!
I really don’t want to turn this into a photoblog, BUT look whom I met!
His name is ‚Turdus pilaris‘, but I call him ‚Alphonso‘.
Taking a bus ride across the swabian hinterland into the Black Forest to get some antibiotics for my sick boyfriend is really not the way I wanted to spend last Sunday but I got no vote in this.
There is but one thing you have on this journeys, and tha’s landscape.
Youŕe sitting in the bus, just looking outside – and landscape happens. It’s still all very brown and dry and dead … but once in a while there is a cluster of yellow or violet spring-crocus, quite alone in the world … and if you tilt your head to the left and if you squinny a bit and if your try really hard you can just imagine to be somewhere on the Balkan Peninsula, with the wind and the steppe …
Inspriation is a funny thing.
I’m drawing again. I’m afraid there are no pictures for you yet.
But you have Mr. Tulip who will be joining you this evening.
I’m deeply in love with art nouveau. It feels like … home.
I don’t know if itś just me or do you have similar feelings about a particular period of art?
When I’m looking at art nouveau paintings or sculptures, by Aubrey Beardsley, Alphonse Mucha, or Auchentaller … I have this peculiar feeling of … coming home. Something deep in me responds strongly to these ornamental, floral designs, full of symbolic Importance and longing … it feels right. True, good and beautiful.
And right now I’m feeling the strong need to go and paint some flowery squiggles in the bedroom …
The World will never be the same again.
Here’s to old friends and new adventures!
I’ve changed the header. So there’s at least ONE dragon on the blog.
Of course thats not what the title represents, but you know …
… just to be sure.
I needed a new header anyway. And it’s fun to play around with Inkscape.
in unbekannte Gefilde – und das in mehreren Dimensionen.
Im Laufe der letzten Wochen habe ich mein großes Anderswelt-Projekt abgeschlossen, bin etwa dreihundert Kilometer durch Süddeutschland gezogen, ein neues Projekt begonnen, einen Blog gestartet … Aufbruch weiterlesen
Events are coming soon, stay tuned!