Thursday, June 26, 2008


I've been watching Sally Potter's ORLANDO, on repeat for the last couple of days, as a child this film introduced me to the wonders of costume design and the subtle, mesmorizing creepiness of Tilda Swinton.

The water lily


In the middle of the night the water lily bloomed. I woke up this morning and there on the table was a little surprise.

Wednesday, June 25, 2008


I've picked some irises, I've washed them and now will dry them, I actually need alot more to make a good dye. My aunt, who is well versed in such things said that I'll need a good pound of flowers, my immediate reaction was "oh great" I can only imagine that I'll have to fight off hordes of bees for the flowery treasure.

I'm back again, trying my hand at getting more lily pads and flowers, for some reason I am obsessed with them, I have no explanation. The water felt quit cool, it would have been nice to go for a swim, BUT time was not on my side.

Here is the white house that I'm living in for the summer, the front half was built in 1795! It was built right after the american revolution, I'm not going to mention about how some say that it is haunted, but the property and house are rustic but enchanting.



Here is a quick collection that I put together, I was inspired by rainfall, rain boots, rain coats etc. I was feeling a little blue today, I found inspiration in an old post card that I found. I'm also a little bored, but I have quite a bit of work to do, but there is always a little time for inspiration.


There are a lot of wild irises around here, I have this fantasy about picking as many as I can and making dyes, My pal joyce and I went driving around the other day in search of more, the only flowers we found were in peoples yards, The entire drive she was under the impression that we were scoping out flowers to come back for the "borrow" when night fell, I was a little surprised but was happy to see that she was dedicated to my cause. I have a little couldron out on the front porch, it's funny to think that if this was the 18th century I would have been put on trial as a witch, my defense "I was picking irises by moonlight to make me-self some natural dyes, for me dressmaking projects"......then I would have been burned at the steak...mmmmmm steak.