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In Spirit

Inspiration means living our lives in-spirit.  With open hearts and minds we can find inspiration everywhere in the most simple things.   This is why I like visiting  Max's Haus Mercantile.  This little house is filled with vintage, old, funky wonderful  things filled with color, shapes and texture. It is two blocks away  from my studio and I visit often. Norma is the owner. She does a wonderful job choosing and arranging each room with things that are ready to become something.   Her place is not about what things are, it is all about what they can be.  If you have seen the movie  Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium  you know what I mean!    For some time now, this little house has become one of my stops  when...

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Let's talk about treasures!

   There is something wonderful about handwritten notes and letters.  The ones time makes more interesting and keeps reminding  us of who wrote them...and why. I am lucky to have my parent's old letters, not only the ones they wrote me in college but also the ones they wrote to  each other. and to friends.  The smell, the wrinkled-yellow paper and torn enveloped and the stamps....oh, those very cool beautiful stamps! I remember just by looking at the envelope I could tell who was it from, mom or dad.  I knew their handwriting and I knew the kind of paper they liked to use.  Each letter have marks and imperfections made while writing them.  Today they still make me feel close...

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Same Old Kitchen

I have cherished memories of my parent’s kitchen. Not that it was a modern, state-of-the-art kitchen. On the contrary, it was an old, badly-taken-care-of-kitchen. The kind where the drawers are hard to open and, when they are closed, they all looked crooked. Every year my parents had sincere intentions of fixing it up, but the most we ever did was paint it in a different color and change the paper on the shelves and in the drawers. I can even remember the smell of rust in the drawers as I struggled with the old spoons, knives and can opener. Our kitchen was a gathering place, my Dad would get all of us together for ‘Christmas cooking' or ‘baking cookies’ and he would use those same...

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Sticks and Stones

When my children were toddlers they used to bring home all sorts of interesting  bits and pieces of nature.  Pebbles, stones, seeds, sticks, leaves and everything in between.   Sometimes these treasures came in their lunch boxes others in their jeans pockets and stayed for long periods of time inside my purse or in the kitchen drawer. At first they were just stuff, things that kind of annoyed me , until  one they I was asked to keep a "sad man's face" in my purse.    That's when I realized how cool all that stuff was!    The Grumpy Old Clown, The Artist, Mr. Postman, The Gentleman, Three Funky Faries are part of these amazing collection.  A period of my life...

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