a new desk

our home is a cape cod style farmhouse.  this means that the upper section is two rooms divided by the top of a narrow staircase.  after being here three years the layout of the bedrooms the girls share have been rearranged about ten times by me.

i have a desk in one of our upstairs bedrooms given to me by a close friend.  it is well-made and will likely be used for years to come as i school three girls at home.  originally headed for craigslist, the desk and its partner dresser were slathered in white paint.

after staring somewhat sourly at the desk for months while nursing sweet S, it clicked for me as i was writing this post just why the desk has bothered me so much.  the white paint on the large piece made the curves of the wood garish and too imposing amid our eclectic design style.  while changing around items in the upstairs bedrooms again last week (as i feel driven to do every four months or so) inspiration on dealing with the desk finally blossomed for me and a coping color scheme was born!   removal of the vinyl maroon seat cover was also part of my plan.  once painting was completed twice and dry-time done, miss C and i rooted around my fabric stash.   we both swooned at the beauty memory of one of my favorite prints ever and it was our winner.we are all pleased with the new look.  well, i am.  my assistants think it should have a bit more glossy pink going on.  perhaps next time i am craving desk change they will convince me.  (i’m sure it would be easy for them.  i am already imagining the drawers staying gray while the desk body is a gleaming hue of cotton candy pink.)





the weather was stormy yesterday.  it was a rare treat during this dry summer.  the world beyond our windows was humid and hushed in the breaks between downpours.

i often create by the quick-n-dirty approach right now.  for me, this means using what is already here and skimming on being rudimentary in process.

a remnant gray skirt, embroidery hoops, permanent ink and stamps were my tools. my product is a simple scarf, printed intentionally rough and aged.

before slipping into sleep the night before last, what kept coming back to my mind was, “for never was a story of more woe/than this of juliet and her romeo.”  what a blissful set of lines.  shakespeare’s work is so brilliant.

maybe i will add some tiny beads to the edges.  but likely it will stay just as it is to be worn on days when i’d prefer not to blend into the background.

it’s so good when making works out.