Friday, July 13, 2018

A Change of Scenery

Sometimes a getaway from the usual routine is just what it takes to refresh the spirit. And to spend those days in reunion with longtime college friends was wonderful.

 This charming home will long be remembered by Pat, Alice, and me.
This Airbnb home was decorated in tones of gray, gold, cream, and black. The eclectic 
accessories were beautifully displayed throughout the house.

We spent most of our house time in the kitchen and den. The chairs in those rooms were so comfortable. We ate, talked, laughed, and watched a movie.

Louisville, Kentucky, is a fascinating city on the Ohio River with a rich history.
Just viewing the many Victorian homes is a thrilling experience. Each one seemed to have unique features. This one's porch was spectacular.

best tuna salad on a croissant

out-of-the-way shop where I bought three art postcards with Edward Hopper prints

Italian restaurant that served tremendous portions 

I'm so thankful we had a safe and happy trip. Already hoping we can do another reunion in 2019...

Friday, July 6, 2018

Wish It Was Mine

When my mother had to move from her home, there were many things going on. I did not think about one item...something that now I wish I had.

Here is a journal entry that will help explain why I would love to have this item back.

*Sadly I would lose my dad in September of 1979.

Mom and I had many lunches and talks at her kitchen table.

The lady that purchased Mom's house removed the light fixture and used it in a family owned restaurant with other tiffany lamps above dining tables. 

When Corkey and I dine there, my eyes go to that tiffany lamp. It's a bittersweet sight.

Thursday, July 5, 2018

Making Time

I meant to write a blog post days ago, but can't seem to squeeze in everything I'd like to do. However, I have been carving out some time for art. 

This is my getaway space.

Pages in my art journal are filling up
with paintings and collages.

Enjoy the creative process, but I don't like the cleanup.
Art can be very messy. 

Tuesday, June 26, 2018

Starting Over

When you are unhappy with a painting, you paint over it and start again.
First attempt

Second attempt 

Sometimes I use my art journal pages to create flower paintings.
Happy explosions of color!

Another type of art journal page  

A few real flower blooms are on the front porch.
This planter is a favorite of mine because its 
 previous owner was my mother.
She truly loved gardening.
I don't have her green thumb.

A very emotional book

So many unique lives...past and present...
appreciating my own do the same. 


Thursday, June 21, 2018

A Forgotten Room

I take a lot of interior pictures because of a room I barely remember. There are no photos of my very first bedroom in Swartz, Louisiana. My memory of it is very hazy. No pictures of me playing in that room, reading there, or resting on the bed. I can't recall what the furniture pieces were like. In those days we played outside most of the time. Plus not that many photos were taken of everyday life. Birthday parties, dance recitals, and school performances were photographed much more than daily activities. 

So that may explain why I take pictures of rooms, the furniture, and accessories. I like having a visual record.

I finally changed the decor on the hard-to-decorate mantel in the den area. The bird prints are just taped over the vents. The shades of green work well for this spring/summer display. Birds, books, clocks, and candlesticks are a few of my favorite things. 

Monday, June 18, 2018

Oh Happy Day!

Art Studio

I came across this inexpensive decorative sign and added it to a shelf in the art room. A day doing art is HAPPY.

Home Touches

Book Choice

Thursday, June 7, 2018

Speaking of Barns

Visits to my grandparents held special childhood memories. And barns played a part in those memories. 

My dad helped build this simple house for my grandparents in Louisiana.
He also made those Adirondack chairs on the small porch. The house had a living room, kitchen, bathroom, and two bedrooms. In the left side of the picture you can see the barn in the background. My brother and I would climb up to the hayloft and look out. 

This photo shows the barn and shed.

My grandparents in Indiana had a more stately home.

The information below was in a research paper my cousin wrote about the life of Clara Crum, my dad's mother. This is an excerpt from the paper about the farm, barn, and outbuildings.

These photos were taken in 1974.

This group of photos was taken in 1976.

This storage shed was close to the main house.
I remember entering that door on the right and seeing stacks of old books. I was fascinated by them and many other things that were on this farm.

Sadly these loved ones as well as these dear home places are gone. One clear thing I've learned about is always changing.


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