furniture

I’m listening to the wind blow outside and can feel a little breeze blowing in underneath the 80-old-door that leads to my tiny balcony.

This line of cards I’m working in is based on furniture from the 1890′s which is the age of the things I’ve inherited from my mother’s family. When I see a side-by-side like the one in this picture I probably came in by the back door and left my shoes in the mud-room because I’m in a relative’s house.

Right now I’m only looking at pictures though, and at the glue all over my hands.

bugs

One of the things my family and I love to do when we’re at my mother’s is to go to the vide greniers (flea markets). There is a schedule of which town will have one each weekend, some are bigger than others (the one in my mother’s village is especially large and includes a horse fair), or are near friends, but they all are equally likely to have some fabulous thing that we never knew we wanted until we see it.

I especially love ephemera and old documents, and am always surprised at the range of things in the stalls. These bugs and the little girl with her bunnies that I found last time are keeping me happily distracted from some technical difficulties I’m having that are interfering with production. Like many people I love creating and get frustrated with any problems that arise after I make something (and I’m a total chicken when it comes to selling). So, what a good time to get out some bits and pieces and think of what to make next.