While Finn is trying not to cry/throw a fit/talk when doing his homework I let me eyes wander around the room. The light is just so interesting, I try to hold on to the peace around us. Sunday evening are just what we make of them I realize.
You would think that with all the sewing happening here I would have something to show for it, but no. It's all about taking my time these days, making a gazillion muslins (4) and going overboard with the fretting on what size fits best... Logically I should have some great/complicated finished projects to show you soon. In the meantime, much like call waiting music but for the eyes, here is a tour of my garden. I love growing things as much as I like making things so I think it's a fair trade off!
This Dinner Plate Dahlia is currently my favorite thing, I love its speckledness (not a word I bet).
On the side patio, I created a felt bag veggie garden and infant rose nursery. This is my fist year trying out this technique and I am still in observation phase. The roses were mail order from Heirloom Roses and High Country Roses, some David Austins some not. Because they are own root and come very tiny they cannot go in the ground right away and must be cultivated in pots. Makes hoarding all the DA containers a brilliant move in hindsight.
I give my winter Amaryllis a bit of fresh air in the summer and make sure to fertilize them with the rest of the garden. In fact this is what happened this morning and the smell of fish is following me everywhere. The cats are both intrigued. The tiny peonies are being nursed from roots I found at Walmart (!). They are "bowl of beauty", a very interesting pink and yellow flower. I really doubted they would even grow roots but voila, I was proved completely wrong. Two peonies for $5, winning! The cannas are also started from Walmart roots, it was an experiment as well.
My friend Ambre gave me a bag of Hens and Chicks to plant in this salvaged strawberry pot. They really seem to enjoy it. I plan on adding a few more varieties when I come across interesting specimens.
So there you have it! a little update on what makes me smile and now it's time to wash off the fish stink and turn Big Bertha on (Big Bertha= BERNINA 780, because you know, it is The Bomb! in a good way of course!).
It was never my intention to take such a long summer blog break but my mind and hands have been well occupied elsewhere, filled with road trips, bike rides, cooking and even quite a lot of sewing ( I am making clothes all the sudden!).
This year we decided to become a host family for a month and welcome a teenager from Versailles, France. She loves to bake and we have been experimenting with all thing sweet. It's fun to have a partner in the kitchen! She is almost ready to go home by now alas, the end of the week will see us back to normal. I am planning on taking Lauren's online class through Burda Style to occupy the last stretch of this summer vacation and see if my brain still can boot up for something completely new.
Meyer Lemon cupcakes, Apple pie, Hand rolled cones and zoku pops
When my mother first came over to visit we gave Red Butte Garden a try, thirteen years ago. I was pretty unimpressed and failed to return until about two weeks ago. Shock and awe, that is how I describe what awaited us. Since this first return visit I have gone back twice, for the Utah Rose Society show and with a family member. I think it is the perfect place to go think or relax by one self and I decided to make a small investment in a single most basic membership to do just that, think and relax by myself amongst the plants.
The Rose garden is a marvel in and of itself but it doens't stop there. I loved the aromatic garden just as well and the orangery, I could go on and on but enough words just take a look:
David Austin Crocus rose
Henry's Clematis
Hens and Chicks planter
Davis Austin Golden Celebration
Apple Service Berry (Amelanchier Grandiflora)
Golden Wings rose
Kale, green tricks and artichoke planter, now replaced by something more tropical, too bad...
I hope you liked this little tour, I will post a few pictures of some great things growing closer to home very soon but time to get back to sewing a blue raw silk Wiksten tulip skirt now!
April 14, 2014
a grand day out
As the house construction soldiers on, I do not find myself in a creative mood. More in a planning mood, as in: "think of all the things you will be able to accomplish once your sewing space opens". I am dreaming of doll clothe right now, but that is a story for another time. Let's just say one word: Blythe. I think my subconscious is screaming for a baby girl, but that will never happen so I must be compensating somehow...
We did have a date with two of my favorite little people and their mother today, they took us to the zoo and it was grand. Hoogle Zoo in Salt Lake City has in the recent years upped its game considerably and now closely resembles the swankier zoos of San Diego and Berlin to name a few. I lugged my Canon full frame along and captured a few images of my favorite exhibit, the butterfly collection tucked behind a yellowed scratched and dusty vitrine in a corner of "the stinky pavilion" and some of the vibrant animals of the carousel.
To see larger versions of the images simply click on the pictures to visit my Flickr stream.
The French interlude is over but I have not quite landed yet. I find that with the years, jet lag gets harder to combat and I spend most days very sleepy and comatose the first week home. Regardless, I have to stay awake and re-acclimate to the American rhythm of life and the responsibility of parenting. In two restful weeks I dropped five years off my face but put on a good 4 pounds eating cream cakes and baguettes... Maybe I'll keep them on, they make me look happy.
While visiting, my mother's companion let me borrow and take home his Mamiya C220, a medium format film camera from the seventies. The pictures you see here are the results of my first two rolls of film. I had them processed and scanned yesterday.
They did not turn out all perfectly but I have learned enough to keep going. Whether you like that sort of atmosphere in photography like I do or not, it is undeniable that they look nothing like a digital shot. I have a long way to go in learning how to become a proper film photographer but it is a bit of a siren song if you see what I mean...
Another below and the rest on Flickr.
November 04, 2013
Christmas Cards, step one
If the trip to France this summer showed me one thing it's that the Christmas cards I sent last year are very important. Every single home of family+friends we went to was still displaying Finn's smiling face in August. Right then I realized that I will have to do this every year, no fail, no excuses.
It's not easy to come up with a good greeting card. I have been stressing about step one for a while now. Step one is of course: take a perfect picture, or have one taken for you. In the past, a fantastic photographer would come to Finn's day care and she would work with him until she got the money shot. That was before, now it's up to me to make it happen. The black board wall at the cabin was going to pay me back the effort. This weekend is one of the last of cabin season, hence the sinking gut feeling on Saturday at lunch: "we have to get there now, before we loose the light and you need to take a bath and pack all at the same time! now! now! now!".
It's a wonder Finn was so cooperative. Slipping on a dress shirt in the cold room but lamenting the lack of tie!
It helps if you give the child the trigger remote in the beginning, they can get their wiggles out like this for example:
I do love his "normal face". Or more accurately what he decides to look like when I say: "normal face FInn!"
We took 224 pictures at once on saturday, some very bad ones, some blurry ones and a few of the three of us. I did manage a few winners, but they will be a surprise for the family... Now Step 2: shell out the big bucks to tinyprints or minted or make them myself...
November 02, 2013
Gilding a frame in my pajamas
I have a song stuck in my head this morning, and it's complicated. I heard it a few weeks ago here; at minute 36 David Sedaris sings Goldfinger in the style of Billie Holiday and I can't help but hum it while I gild this thrifted faux-bamboo frame.
I have always been a fan of faux-bamboo. My mother owns an actual antique bamboo mirror that she used in our bathroom above the sink. It's not grand but charming with a chain at the top holding it up. I picked up the frame above from Goodwill as it reminded me of it all, the mirror, my mom and living with her in Provence. The frame came from a framing shop in Murray, at some point someone put a lot of effort in matting artwork and generally doing a good job putting it all together. I intend to replace the artwork but not being sure with what this picture of our cats will do for the time being...
Their lazy naps are a good reminder even though I am still in my pajamas everything will be fine in the end.
While attending Sewing Summit last week I slipped into Melissa's photography lecture a little after its start. Even though I missed the beginning it made me think about a few issues a lot of us bloggers face. Melissa joked about only cleaning her house when she needs to shoot, the inverse will often happen at home where I will shoot only on Monday afternoons because the house is at its cleanest!
More than sparkling surfaces, I feel that often what is missing is natural light. It's either gloomy, as today was or night time the only option for peace and quiet. Melissa showed us a few shots taken in such conditions, her famous student/basement room notably. Last night I set up an experiment of my own, with a tripod, a diffusing shield held precariously over my head, some wood boards and a basket of knits.
We have replaced almost every lights in the house with warm LEDs, in the living room six cans flood the hardwood floor. Armed with a reflector and a diffuser screen I was not able to minimise the shadows much. The warm wood boards underneath counterbalance the cold crisp light (even with "warm" LEDs) as the white boards seem to emphasize it (below):
Looking at those pictures doesn't fill me with cosiness, and the shadows need a lot of bouncing but if a little white/a little color corrected (above right) goes a long way I still would rather use the warm brown background. If Anyone of you wants to chime in on this subject, it would be most welcome!
Note: Melissa has published her lecture notes here.