Utopia

I lined up the latest batch of my house beads to photograph and I liked the picture so much I thought I would like to live there.

In a tiny town made up of tiny houses in all kinds of mad color, none of them too straight but all of them happy places.

I would have artist neighbors with happy studios  and a liquor store. Dogs would poop out flowers and flowers would grow even if you forgot to water them.

All the animals would be well cared for and loved. There would be no scary people and no crime.  Everything would be solar powered and the water would be pure and clean. Having roomfuls of beads would not count as hoarding. And you could shout out VAGINA and no one would care.

Desk Disaster Friday

OK, I know its Sunday afternoon, not Friday, but if you will recall from my last Desk Disaster post I have CD (chronic disorganization). Its a syndrome. Don't judge.

I do want to report that I actually spent an hour cleaning this week. I set a timer. I

have my limits.

In all honesty a box of things got knocked down when I was letting the dog out. Assorted beads and bead paraphernalia went rolling across the floor which inspired a dose of stink eye from my husband. Don't get me started. He hardly has room to stink eye anybody. He doesn't even have a syndrome unless you count testosterone as an affliction, but I digress.

I did make some progress cutting through a small slice of chaos.

You can actually see "table" on my table.

I am gathering up many orphans and vagabonds and will have a giant sale when they are sorted.

Have you made any progress in your attempt to address your mess? or are you just going with the flow?

We have a flickr group! Post your mess!

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Desk Disaster Friday

Ok people it's time to get naked. I have seen your your neat little piles of beads and such that are on your desk . I have seen your Bead Table Wednesday and I laugh.

Ha ha. I laugh at your messes. You are all amateurs. Your messes cannot even compete with mine.

So I dare you. I DOUBLE DARE you . Show me your Desk Disasters. Are you brave enough? are you messed up enough? are you also in a state of chronic disorganization?

Did you know there is a clinical name for it? Its called CD (chronic disorganization). Its a syndrome. I'm not making this shit up. You can Google it.

So if you are willing to play along with me I will post the condition of my desk every Friday and I vow to get on top of this disaster and conquer it.

I know I am not the only one out there. Especially when it comes to our creative spaces.

The rest of my house does not look like this. Its not up to Martha Stewart standers, but it is generally not a fucking disaster either, but when it come to my creative space, it looks like my mind had exploded in 3-D.

Come on admit I know some of you are just like me. Lets post our disasters and lets see if we and find a way to tame the beast.

Who wants to play?

We have a flickr group! post your mess!

Out With The Old, In With The New

reinvent redefine rediscover recharge reexamine

Its that time of the year again. Things are going to change. I need a fresh start.

I am going to redo the website,(If its disappears for a while, don't worry, it will be back). I am getting rid of old styles that are just not "me" anymore.

I've had some of these beads for 10 years and they no longer make me feel good. Some still resonate with me and I will keep them, perhaps tweak them, but it will be a conscious decision and not "just because".

A lot of these things have been a heavy weight on me. I need to breathe again and allow myself the freedom to create.

I honestly don't know what that will be. Clay makes me happy but I will be exploring more media keep the winter blues at bay.

Maybe its because its the end of the year. Maybe because I realize how old I am and how fast time slides by.

So many people I care about have experienced loss in this past year. Loss of their homes, loss of their beloved pets and even loss of their earthly life.

It has made me reexamine my own life and my own direction and I hope it has made me brave.

Wishing everyone a sweet New Year.

Sunday Muddy Sunday

This is a yellow Iris that smells like powdered lemonade mix.

Ha ha! Made you sniff the screen!

This post is the first in a series of Sunday posts on my blog inspired by my garden.

It is the end of May and things are in bloom. I live in Michigan, incase you need to be reminded, things in bloom are a big deal here. It is a short and sweet season of gardening in this area.

I love my garden. I love all gardens. They are magical places to me. They are spiritual. They are my church. They are where I feel connected to all creation.

So I decided to devote one blogging day a week to my garden and its inspiration.

This is not going to be a how to or a source of practical knowledge about plants and planting, although I do have some knowledge of things, but rather a celebration of plants and bugs and flowers and dirt.

This is one of the things that feeds my creativity. Something deep and profound happens in a place where you collaborate with nature.

I wish you really could smell this.

its a bouquet of some of my earliest blooming roses.

Zephirine Drouhin, Therese Bugnet, Reine de Violettes, and Clotilde Soupert

along with the remaining Korean lilacs.

It is heaven.

Inspiration

I'm not sure where inspiration comes from it is as elusive as the man in the moon sometimes. There seem to be many dark nights and then suddenly there it is, smiling down on you.

Tonight as I sat doing busy work, filling orders. My dog Kirby came in from the outdoors. He pawed at my leg for attention, so I began to talk to him. It was just nonsense, the sort of things I always say to him. But he didn't care. He looked at me with his sweet brown eyes, just beaming happiness (probably because he had pooped in the backyard) and it suddenly came to me; the design problem I had been wrestling with for the week.

BAM! Inspiration! Like the moon popping out of a cloud. It was simple and beautiful and unexpected. Maybe this is how Kirby felt.

Thank you Kirby! (That must have been a really good poop!)