a new perspective

change: taking it all in and giving it back out again, differently. 

everything in my home is constantly in rotation. each week i rotate the puzzles, books and games that are set out for the girls. i shift around artwork, move plants, re-arrange stacks of books, bring in garden clippings, and often swap out rugs. 

why? 

i saw a quote on a domaine that may explain it. 

everyone wants a moment in their house that's breathtaking. they want that in-take of breath- that WHAT IS THAT. it's anything that's peculiar but beautiful. 

i crave the unexpected. i am always looking to see something differently. moving things around helps me see things anew. things become interesting again. i look, i ponder, i engage. it makes me appreciate my home and my things in a different way. 

how about you, how often to you move things around? do you like a shift in perspective? 

hope you have a wonderful weekend. xx

truce

let's face it, we've never been that close. my clothing, paint, and furnishings, you don't often grace. your sisters, chestnut, rust, and wine are fine, but you crimson, or can i call you scarlet, well, you make me blush. 

but seeing you here, all grown up, i've had a change of mind. 

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what's your color crush of the moment?


images: Domahoka, LA in Bloom, Bethany Nauert, source unknown.

within

“I am not pretty. I am not beautiful. I am as radiant as the sun.” The Hunger Games

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{images: decade diary, susan cianciolo, cliff climbing at cabrillo, tidal rocks, narnia, seeing me, basquiat }

the edit

i'm a collector and truthfully a bit of a scavenger. little passes my eye without me needing to inspect it and possible collect it. whether it's a visual inventory of things to examine later in memory, journals of jotted notes, words, intersection names, old driftwood, beach glass, magazines, rugs, chairs, and books, i love to collect. after collecting comes my favorite part, curating. i'm always putting those collections to work. mixing, aligning, displaying and arranging unexpectedly. 

this weekend we wandered the beach. the girls came home with pockets of found objects. this is all part of their daily haul of treasures, as they call them, which come from playgrounds, school, sidewalks, nature, and friends houses. jewels, tiny taped pieces of paper, shells, rocks, wood, flowers, stickers, and stuffed animals, all find their way here. on our last hike, sienna brought home a huge branch. 

the family is quite used to opening the door to a rearranged house. sienna is starting to get the curating portion of the process. what still alludes them both, is the edit. they are attached to every little item they find, so i tend to "edit" when they are not home. i've started to talk to sienna about how to really look at a piece. roll it over in your hand, be discerning, ask yourself what about it speaks to you, and what do you plan to do with it. i had her watch this beautiful short selby film, we talked a little about the story that an object has, where it came from and what it means if it comes into her life. she wanted to watch the beginning of the film again. she loved the big display case and the look of the pieces lined up. she also wanted to know if she could have a zippered leather clutch for collecting her treasures, that way she wouldn't bring home too much. i think sienna's discerning eye is developing just fine. hopefully she doesn't move on to collecting beautiful bags anytime soon. 

olivia, on beauty

"because she looks prettier with a flower in her hair.