We would tend these glades of flowering stone, not quarry them. With cautious skill, tap by tap – a small chip of rock and no more, perhaps, in a whole anxious day – so we could work, and as the years went by, we should open up new ways, and display far chambers that are still dark, glimpsed only as a void beyond fissures in the rock.
Yesterday I spent an hour typing an article about jewelery, and about how it affects our interaction with the world. I rambled on about how I like mine to be simple, DIY, and made from natural resources. I even told you about materials to use and whether or not I liked them … Way up high in an apple tree weiterlesen
Felting is one of the things my, sometimes overactive, ecological conscience prevents me from doing. It’s a pity, because I know no better way to swamp a bathroom as an adult with full formal approval and no questions asked afterwards. Bridge Over Troubled Water weiterlesen
Vor zwei Wochen war ich ziemlich down. Irgendwas brauchte ich um mich wieder aufzubauen. Ego-Boost quasi.
Selbstgemachtes ist da bei mir das Mittel der Wahl. Oder gefriergetrocknete Erdbeeren. Erdbeeren waren aus.
Also hab ich mir eine neue Gürteltasche genäht.
Braucht ich eh für zukünftige Unternehmungen. Hätt ich mir sowieso zulegen müssen. Super Sache also. Basteln fürs Ego weiterlesen
Some of you may remember my my last, epic adventure with windowcolor?
Back in bavaria, I decorated my bedroom window.
Sounds boring …
But I didn’t do the usual little stars and flowers , no I didn’t – I did art noveau, and I did the whole window!
The pattern came from a art noveau pattern book and I modified it just a little bit to make it fit the frame. I did it in 8-10 pieces, the whole painting would have been imposible to insert into the window.
When we moved out I it too had to go.
With these pictures in mind, I leave you wondering what I’m planing to do to the bathroom … *muah-ha-ha*