"A place belongs forever to whoever claims it the hardest,
remembers it most obsessively,
wrenches it from itself,
loves it so radically
that she remakes it in her own image."
-Joan Didion, The White Album
I am rendering away on this stubborn house. She's a real wench quite frankly.
Maybe I would be making more progress if I wasn't spread out all over the world, hawking my wares at the Heartwood Gallery and now, the Fayetteville Trading Post as well as on Etsy. I'm ubiquitous. Check it out:
Here is the Heartwood Booth: I repainted it awhile ago...did I tell you that? I am very fond of the color, which I made out of leftover paint in the garage.
I want to make more of the flower pots, which were created from a combination of handmade pottery, the sweetest little bird mug and chalkboard paint.
I stopped in yesterday to see if I sold anything. I promised myself that when I made my first sale, I was going to buy myself a picture I had my eye on since the first time I visited. For only 8 dollars, I brought home this beauty. I don't know anything about it, but it looks like an Arts and Crafts Linoleum print to me. And I love it. (I sold a wooden handle utensil worth $2.50, but hey, I didn't specify that the items be of equal value!)
Ok, I'm heading upstairs to see if the girls' rooms are ready to be photographed! And then I have lots more house-whipping to do. It's like we just moved in all over again....