14 June 2011

Peace

















COSMIC WONDER Light Source
 Fall/Winter 2010

In a Light Source life...I would live in a sleepy village located on some part of the map that people forgot was even there.  On the outskirts of the village, set amongst the trees, would be a tiny whitewashed cottage.  There would be lavender growing beneath the trees at the front of the cottage, so that when you walked down the flagstone path towards the door, you could brush your hands across the fragrant bushes.  The exterior of the cottage would be cast in warm dappled sunlight towards the evenings, and smoke would unfurl from the chimney.  Around to the back of the cottage would be a colourful and chaotic garden, where nature would overcome the rules of traditional gardening and cats would roam free.  A gnarled tree would overhang a small pond, across which water lilies would be scattered.  And behind a low, crumbling brick wall would be a dark forest, upon which entering it would be as if time stood still.

Inside the cottage you would notice a faint smell of amber, and from the kitchen would come the comforting smell of freshly made bread in the mornings, or roasted chestnuts on autumnal evenings.  On either side of a blackened cast iron fireplace in the living room would be an overflowing bookcase, and thrown over the old brown leather sofa would be a floral patchwork quilt.  The chimney wall would bear an oval burnished gold filigree mirror, and across the dark wooden floor would be stretched a deep crimson patterned rug.  Various candles in their glass jars would be piled upon the windowsill, waiting to be lit and placed upon the carved wooden table in the middle of the room come the evening.  In a dark corner would be a wooden chest, covered with cushions to fashion a makeshift chair, within which would be all manner of old curiosities.  Along one side of the room, picture frames would cover the entirety of the wall up a set of wooden stairs.  Faded photographs would jostle against superbly colourful prints - a slew of memories, fancies, names and faces.    

Of course as it is, I live in an area of police sirens and boarded up shops.  

11 comments:

  1. What a quaint dream to inspire you.

    I do love what she is wearing on her head. Love that slouchy hat too. I've made something similar to the 'bonnet' in these as well, crochet something a bit simpliar. & I've recycled a few nifty head wraps to, from sweaters and T's. I like wearing something on my head when I walk to work. Used to be for the cold. Now for the mosquitoes.

    Really a sweet collection.

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  2. Beautiful description of your little utopia :) You bring the magic to this whole blogging thing. I love some of these clothes, and those rustic, offbeat little touches like the flower earrings are so inspiring. Reminds me of the eight months I spent traveling around Russia. A lot of village folk had a real grasp on the concept of personal style and they really 'made their own fun.' That kind of innovation is missing so much over here.

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  3. I love the colors and textures. It feels cozy.

    And what a wonderful fairy-tale home you've illustrated. Sounds like perfection.

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  4. I love that description, it sounds like such a tranquil space. Also loving the almost folky vibe in this collection.

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  5. Beautiful post. ! Love the eyes in all the pictures !

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  6. I'm in love with all these images! So pretty!

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  7. The green flowered scarf looks great! I also liked the village context. :D

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  8. Wow, if/when you find that idyllic little cottage, can I come to visit? I'll bring books for the bookcase and bake you some scones.

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  9. you paint a fabulous romantic picture, and they squash me at the last minute! funny though

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  10. I like everything about that first shot!

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  11. Reading this transported me back to a fairy tale - you write beautifully, my dear, and the clothing that you featured sets as a perfect background for what you wrote. I love being in a city, and yet, when I read this, I thought to myself, "That does sound lovely."
    I hope you're well, my dear. xo

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