The Fabricated Goddess

Collecting...

So, um, right. I have a couple of obsessive collections going on around here.  One being vintage kitchen stuff and the other being shoes.  I have a lot of both.  Embarrassing amounts actually.  I can pass up a lot of things, vice wise, but it almost physically pains me to walk away from a great find.  And I can't even tell you what qualifies as a good find.  Just sometimes, a pair of shoes or an old casserole dish resonates with something deep in side me. 

I have issues, people, clearly.  Of this much I am aware.

So in lieu of therapy, I thought I'd share some of my favourites with you here.  It may be a recurring theme, since, well the collections are rather large.  

 

I have two of these Johnson Bros 'Daisies Won't Tell' platters hanging in my kitchen.  I love the simplicity of the colour scheme and the clean shape of them.  I love that the pattern is called 'Daisies Won't Tell'.  I mean come on, how fabulous is that?  And of course, the mark of any truly treasured piece in my collection - this pair has grown on me.  I love them more now than I did when I first got them.

And these are just fun.  Totally kill my feet to wear for anything but lounging at a cocktail party, which, granted, never happens, but worth it.  Orange leopard print open toed sling backs by Go Fresh.  Love. 

A List Of Sorts....

:: I'm still obsessed with self portraits.  I started taking them just before I started blogging 4 years ago.  I have thousands now....it's a bit embarrassing, but I just.can't.stop.

:: I'm working full time, and yet my house doesn't really look any worse for wear, which confirms earlier suspicions (ha!) that I'm not all that dedicated a housekeeper.  

:: I dreamed last night that someone offered me a job teaching art at a college level and I was ecstatic.  sigh

:: I still love words like lexicon and scintillating.  Somehow these words rarely manage to work themselves into daily conversation.  I shall make a distinct effort to correct that.

:: I'm missing my out-of-door alone time or, you know, running.  I really wish that I work part time and have the best of both worlds.   

:: Apologies that this post is lame.  If you read down this far YAY!  leave a comment and I'll enter your name in a draw for a lovely purse that has been waiting for a new owner.  I may even throw in  some other goodies I've been working on.  

Edited to add :: I'll draw a name for the purse this weekend.  I'll leave the comments open until Saturday at 10 pm my time.  And yes, Zephie, I'll gladly ship as far away as you!!

Looking Back....

I spent some time yesterday evening transferring some of my archive from my (dot)mac account over here.  Slowly but surely I'm gaining ground on that list of things that I said was 10 miles long.   I have to admit something though, I'm a little ashamed of how many whiney 'I've been lazy, I'll get off my slacking a** and post something soon, blah-de-blah" posts there were.  People!  I don't consider myself a whiner but I sure have whined a whole bunch in the last year.  I would like to extend my humblest apologies to you, dear readers, who have continued to bravely check in.  All three of you.

I did find a few gems though.  I remembered how much I was enjoying doing the 'x365' notes.  I need to pick that up again.  And also, not surprisingly, I actually have been making stuff.  I've just been too lazy (sorry!) to actually document it.  So a little update in that department might be nice, you know, for the sake of posterity and such.

All that to say, internets?  How I have miss you!! I'm sorry I've been in such a self pitying funk.  The last year (okay two, but are really counting?) seemed to have been a low point for a variety of reasons - none of them really good ones either.  BUT, I felt the upswing start to take hold this summer.  And for the first time in a very long time, I'm feeling some hope.   

And you know what?  That really is something.

This Or That....

I prefer circles and squares over trinagles and diamonds.

Apples over oranges, skirts over shorts, dogs over cats.

I prefer cooking over cleaning and showers over baths.

Swear words with flair over crudeness.

Brunette over blond.

And sunshine.

You?