Down for repair!

My blog is fine, my body less fine. I might need some brandy...

Little things.

Sometimes a little thing can change everything. Just replacing one word in a sentence can mean having to go back and re write your parts of your life..who you are..and why. Or maybe I should say correcting one word.

I was always an unusual girl. My ideas, my way of life.. I suppose I still am. But one of my proudest accomplishments was always overcoming my shyness. Every time I look at my son I wonder in amazement how it happened that he is so confident and outgoing..where did he get that from? 

  I was a quiet, shy and impressionable girl. Being left to conquer my own world was not easy.. Luckily I found a friend to fight with me. To fight for me. To my mothers dread she was a strong and confident girl..and as unusual as me. She was the one who was there for me.

20 years later in a front room miles and miles away in a foreign land. I haven't seen her in too long. We drink wine and talk of times gone by.. 

"You were never shy..you were scared."

Of course. Changing the words in that makes me a different person..and it's like finding another missing puzzle piece under your own leg that I can't believe I didn't see before.  I know most people wont see the importance of that correction but it changes everything. And I am glad to have someone in my life who knew me better than I knew me.

Family is not just blood. Or just water. 

It's the people who see you and love you still.

I hope you all keep that in mind for your own lives.

All my pretty things. (or, the arrival of Elsa!)

Last Thursday I got two things I had really been looking forward to.. A weekend visit from my childhood best friend (which is far too close to my heart to be shared with strangers on the internet) and my new non-human friend, Elsa. Yes, I named her Elsa. 

Elsa is my new dressmakers mannequin. She arrived on Thursday morning, when I was in the shower..obviously...had to sign for her...of course..and after my weekend of catching up I dressed her for the first time and it. was. awsome. Now I can start making things again!! My mind explodes with creativity! (the wine probably helps..) 

I already made some things to try out, aside from the skirt that's already old (but still cool!). First thing was to fit the corset I made some months ago with some new bones at the back and lace it up..still needs some changes but so far its looking nice.. And then there's the hooded cape! I made it for halloween as a 'just in case'-thing but never wore it. One never knows hen one needs a red hooded cape though. 

Then I started looking around... I feel a lot of the times like I do very little creative things now..but actually...it's just in a different form then it used to be. 

So this is a kind-of-collage of my favourite pretty things: 

Every morning when I wake up the first thing I see is my chat noir poster.. I love that poster..can't believe I actually have it.. Then there's my chicken clock that doesn't actually work! and my recycled candle jars and the rice lamp that's really just a scarf...Then I went on a shopping spree (encouraged by my husband and my house-friend, you sneakily encouraging lovelies..) and bought shoes...yes, shoes...and a rosary! and some adorable pictures of Victorian people. 

The pictures in frames are a work in progress, but I like where it's going!

Lastly...some months ago I got the idea of crocheting into my head...those lumps are supposed to be a shawl and fingerless gloves for my house-friend. Let's see how that goes... 

Greetings from Scandinavia in Maidstone!

Remembering 5th of November.

In the aftermath of Halloween the haunted spiritualism gives away to something much more earthly: the spirit of revolution. 

Revolution - no one needs to die!

I feel more and more like art is no longer enough..creativity is no longer enough. When I made this blog it was in a way a form of escape, a place that made me feel good to be in and a place that cut me off from a world I couldn't stand to live in. Then I left that world.  In the world I live in now there is real hope.. a place and a purpose, space to breath and think, for people like me that just wasn't there before. And I'm thinking...what kind of person would I be to ignore that just because I'm suddenly better off..because I no longer have to scrape for the bare minimum. I refuse to be made silent trough comfortability! 

But comfortability trough fear...is that really being comfortable?

So as a start to my officially expanding my blog-horizon, here is one of the people I think deserves some (more) attention! He doesn't have to be right..or likeable..but much like Charles Dickens, who was kind of a dickhead as a person, and his stories the important thing is to shine light on what is happening right in front of us while we are watching strictly come dancing and complaining about drizzle! Not everyone can hide under the covers and still feel worth something. So here it is:

Russell Brand "against death camps"

I'm sewing an A on my coat and becoming a Brand-groupie...I think this was what my history teacher called "Confessing ones colours"...

So what happened to the Halloween countdown?!

Well...the countdown went the way of all things. It is usually a rule that if I say I will do something it is almost sure that that will be the one thing I do not do. So as Halloween became busy with other more important/fun things, I just left the blog updates to its doom. I'm fickle like that.

But it was a good Halloween. 

Made lots of new decorations (including pumpkins), went trick or treating, ate sweets and lit candles..even went to a grown-up dress up party. And not until now is the rain pouring down. It was as close to perfect as I ever want my life to be.

Over all the theme for this Halloween seems to have ended up in witchcraft and hauntings..as is only appropriate I suppose! There will always be a part of me sceptical to the supernatural...and then one part completely convinced that there are unknown things out there that will snatch my soul away in a second if I let them. So I put my witch costume on and went out in the darkness...