Fans are running, moving air through the room as the humidity begins to move back to the comfortable range.
Memories from childhood move through as well, with a short film clicking through my mind. The scene is set in the living room of my childhood home with daytime Summer heat lingering, but the blue box fan sits in front of the screen door, pulling in the cooler evening air.
Just outside that door, lightning bugs float in the yard, blinking on and off holding their own conversations to pass the time, with cricket song making up the soundtrack of this hazy film.
As I come back to present day, the sun has set, the air continues to cool, and the occasional notification of severe weather in the area pings on my phone. The fan continues to move the air, and I ponder writing, or picking up the next book to read.
I’ve heard it said, or seen it written, “write what you know.” I know I like observing things, looking for details, and possess a number of other random habits and foibles. (Can a person possess a foible?)
As I work on forming better habits in several areas, my hope is to use this space to build a habit of writing. Writing about observations, lessons learned or in progress, creative thoughts, and perhaps a project and story or two. In other words, this is going to be a catch-all space for any number of things.
I hope continue building the habit of reading, increasing my vocabulary but also my view of the world around me. I also need to make time for creative outlets, whether painting pictures with words, watercolors, or pixels, I need to find my way back to that process to clear my head of unnecessary thoughts and stresses.
While I may not show up here every single day, I want to hold myself accountable to this process. This will be a time of growing, learning, and taking time to exhale. This space is just a small light in this corner of the web. I hope you’ll find a spot to sit a while and visit!
Here is a little bit of my story. It’s just a quick snapshot, but gives an idea of my perspective, and how I approach updates to our living spaces. Just because we rent our space, doesn’t mean it can’t have some character added.
I grew up in Michigan, in the rural part of a county where farms and dirt roads were just a way of life. There is something about seeing the horizon and the vaulted sky above that opens your eyes to the wonder of creation. Seeing storms move in, and watching the lightning flash across the sky makes you feel small, but not insignificant.
I now live in Massachusetts, which is where my husband grew up. I have moved back and forth from Michigan to Massachusetts a couple of times, but we have been here for a while now. Our girls are young adults, and settling in somewhere really hasn’t been something I’ve done.
We have lived in a lot of rented spaces, so changing those spaces has had limitations. Paint, flooring, kitchen design, are things I really enjoy thinking about, but aren’t options for the places we have lived. This however, allows me to get creative with the options I do have! I have to think about things a little differently, and sometimes take a more creative approach to how I organize or change a space.
That makes it fun. With a limited budget, limited space, and limited access to changing things, creativity becomes a priority! While I might not have things exactly how I would dream, it is a journey to make spaces reflect the things I would like. It is a compromise, but in a good sense! It isn’t focusing on what I can’t have, it’s focusing on what I do have, and what I can do with it!
I have some projects in other spaces that I have done, and while we have been in our current apartment about a year and a half, I’m really starting to work on things to make it ours while we are here.
One thing I did, is applied removable wallpaper to part of the kitchen. I work full time, and as of March 2020, started working from home full time. The space we are in is very nice, and I do appreciate it, but wanted to make it a little more personal.
I was able to get it done over the weekend, and added a few strings of Edison-style patio lights around the top of the wall, to add some cozy and soft light for those dark mornings, and now evenings. Simple, quick, but adds character and is not permanent if we should move again.
So that’s a quick snapshot, but I’ll continue to share other projects as they come up.
Home is one of those spaces that changes as families change, but with this year where we have spent so much more time here, it’s an opportunity to think about simple changes or updates that make it reflect who we are.
The art of the written word. When I hear that, I might think about poetry, the structure of a sentence, or the words an author puts in a particular order to convey an idea, a memory, or story.
I also think about the actual written word. Not typed on a keyboard, or phone screen, but written on paper, with pen or pencil, or even scrawled out in waxy blue crayon. (Did you just get an image in your mind from a memory, or a picture currently hanging on your refrigerator?)
I imagine someone sitting at a desk or table, pen and paper at the ready. One arm bent in front, hand steadying the paper. The other hand holding the pen, perhaps tapping their chin as they determine the best way to greet the intended recipient. As they lean over the table, pen introduced to paper, the sound of words flowing out of the pen, floats in the air in a scratchy symphony of thought. A pause now and again to review the words, process the next thought, and the chorus begins again.
Over romanticized? Perhaps. But there is something about seeing words written out on paper or page, that allows a connection to the person who wrote them. There is history in the ink, the words, and even the handwriting, that can be discovered, studied, and enjoyed. This is part of the reason I am grateful that I have a number of recipes in my aunt and grandmother’s handwriting. They were written out by an actual person, who cared to share something they enjoyed, or that I enjoyed and requested.
This is also one of the reasons I put together a journal of sorts, for my girls, and their cousins. This journal has copies of those handwritten recipes, a couple of my own that I wrote out, and some recipes and prayers written by their nana’s hand. I wanted them to know that connection, to know that they were thought of, prayed over, and cared for by her.
It isn’t an archival quality book, but it has those notes, recipes, and blank pages, so they can each add their own favorite recipes as they go forward. I hope they will utilize them, and maybe even pass them on or create new ones for their own children in the future.
Sometimes, craft stores can be dangerous! Walking through those sliding doors begins to open the mind to so many thoughts and ideas, there are endless possibilities! How often have you walked in, told yourself you weren’t going to take a basket (so you wouldn’t fill it), and ended up with your arm half asleep from picking up and carrying all the supplies you found on sale?
Ahem, me neither.
If you happen to have an abundance of supplies at home, how do you organize them? Where do you store them?
Sometimes it helps to think outside the box! Look around your space, what do you have available that could be used in a different way than its original purpose?
Ice cube trays
Between moving, and trying to focus my attention on things, I have downsized quite a bit, getting rid of supplies that I wasn’t using, but still have some projects that I want to work on, and supplies for those projects that require a spot.
Here are some of the ways I store or organize my supplies.
I love things with character, and the suitcases I’ve collected fit the bill! Plus, they store most of my seasonal decorations, and various craft supplies. I add tags to help remind me what is in each one, and love to think about the stories they must store as well!
Flower pots and pitchers
For writing utensils, scissors and paintbrushes, flower pots, pitchers, and even coffee cans or old snack canisters are helpful to sort and keep them accessible! My colored pencils are in an old canister that I covered with scrapbook paper, adding a tag and ribbon for detail.
For some of my baking supplies, I use clear glass jars, in various sizes. This helps keep things organized, but also allows me to see if I’m running low on flour, salt, or baking powder. These could also be used for sewing notions, embroidery floss…so many ideas!
Industrial shoe rack
This was a splurge for me, but when I saw it, I snagged it! I had wanted one for quite some time, and it is a wonderful place to organize some of my more often used supplies. The suitcase on the middle shelf holds some handmade papers and bookbinding supplies, and the other shelves have some boxes with smaller ephemera, some watercolor papers, and my aprons. The small suitcase on the bottom has some of my acrylic paints.
Smaller ways to organize
I recently purchased some watercolor half pans in an effort to organize my watercolors. The pans came with magnets, and I had been given the A.W. Faber tins a while back (thanks Mom!). These are a fun way to keep the colors accessible, and easier to close and place on the shelf. Before this, I had two or three different palettes that held a dab of each color, with the tubes as well. I can now store the tubes in a box, and have one palette.
What are some tips and tricks you use to organize your art and craft supplies? What about your baking or pantry? I have to work on my sewing box, it’s really a mess right now, but that may be another post for another time…
Ah, coffee. To many, it’s the fuel that gets us started in the morning. To others, it’s a dreamy idea of meeting up with a friend or two, in a cozy corner and comfy chairs, listening to the whir of beans being ground, milk being steamed and watching designs being creatively dropped atop a steaming cup of fragrant caffeine.
And I’m not sure it’s limited to only those worlds. Sometimes it’s a habit, sometimes it’s a hand warmer, sometimes it’s just a way to be social. On any given day, any one of these reasons could be THE reason you hold that cup in your hand, and that’s just fine.
Most mornings, I roll out of bed, get dressed and start the morning routine of making coffee. I’m one of those folks that buys whole bean, grinds it fresh, and uses the pour over method to brew. It’s a fair number of steps, but there is something about that step by step process that is calming, that allows my senses to take in the sound, the smell, the ritual in the quiet morning hours.
The smell of coffee as I open the bag. The sound of the beans tumbling out of the bag, into the small metal grinder, clicking against the sides as they fall into place. The turn of the handle and sound of beans shifting. All details worth noting.
This could be worship. Not to coffee, no, not at all! But in the stillness of morning, in the routine of process, gratitude pours out. Thanks for senses to take in the sight, smell, taste of creation. Thanks for quiet to breathe deep, consider my place, and what I’ve been given. In the hours to come, there will be stress, unanswered questions, fatigue, and more, but in this moment, there is calm, there is peace, there is gratitude.
Our Father, who is in heaven, holy, hallowed, blessed be Your name… in all these things, in all the details of life, You are present. You are near. For this I give You thanks and praise.
I am making a conscious effort to read more. I don’t think I’ve disliked reading, but I haven’t made it any kind of priority.
As I read more about writing practices, reading practices make frequent appearances.
Over the last handful of years, business books have been on my list, and my bookshelf. Many of them still need to be completed! But the idea of fiction has been laying dormant until recently. I’ve been processing input from authors, noting influence and imagination can be valuable threads to pull from fiction. I’ve completed one book recently, but am looking for some additional titles!
Did you want to grab a coffee, or tea, or water? Could we sit and chat for just a few moments?
In this age of social media, there are many voices and viewpoints out there. Some more one-sided than others, some louder than others. Are there any conversations? I mean, real, civil, productive conversations?
Everyone has a viewpoint and opinion, as that’s the nature of being human in this world. We all have experiences that we have come through, and more that we will face, and those shape our reactions, our perspectives, our opinions. But often there is something missing from the picture.
So what’s the conversation starter?
Start with empathy instead of the soapbox. Begin with consideration of the other person’s perspective, even if we don’t agree. Empathy doesn’t require changing our viewpoint or opinion. It simply requires we pause for a moment, to look at the person, or hear the voice across from us in the light of humanness.
We are all broken in some way or another. We have scars, memories, and baggage that we bring to every conversation or interaction. Often these are much bigger for some than for others. Sometimes they are hidden deep beneath layers and years of bandages: sarcasm, exercise, even smiles. Sometimes they are more visible, recent and still raw.
“Gracious words are like a honeycomb, sweetness to the soul and health to the body.”
Perhaps at this point you’re asking what this has to do with creativity, since that’s what I try to draw out in this space. I think that creativity takes conscious effort, regardless of talent or ability. I think that empathy requires conscious effort as well, regardless of how kind we believe we already are.
The other interesting connection here, is the word “perspective.” I’ll leave you to look at the various definitions, but even the description that relates to art could be connected to human interactions.
“An object or person that is in perspective has the correct size and position in comparison with other things in the picture.“