Thursday, June 17, 2010

A Gallery of Sorts

My Gallery wall.  L to R clockwise. A Celtic cross,  ink sketch by Daniel Schneider, handwoven and beaded Pakistani Bag from the Toronto Textile museum (purchased not stolen from) my own textile art "Rug",  Wood block print my my great uncle Claughton Pellew,  Sid Dickens tulip wall plaque (gift from my deceased boss)  Photo Montage,  beaded bag, made in Paris,  Mexican silver mirror.

I do have some art, despite having a few old empty frames hanging around....(actually they are not even hanging, just leaning).  Like this ornate plaster frame below.  People are always making jokes about my Mona Lisa being stolen...... I think it is artistic in itself...the plaster mold is very detailed and the age and wear make it art-worthy in my eye.
I rather like the blank space.  I put different flowers there when I have them.
They are unifyed by black framed or inky art with hits of pinks and reds. The one on the bottom right is by my great uncle Claughton Pellew.  He is deceased but well known in Cornwall.  Some of his pieces and love letters written while in prison (he was a Conscientious Objector and thus jailed) are in the Tate museum in England.
This was a project for my Design Class.  I had to design a rug.  I just couldn't get the colors right with paint, so I used a collection of wools from Italy.
Pretty cross and Mexican mirror.
A glass beaded purse made in Paris
From the Toronto Textile museum.  A hand embroidered and beaded tassled bag.  One of my favorites.
It took me while to get this wall right. I had to balance the scale and colors of the pieces, as well as the spacing. (if you look closely you can see little holes I made while trying to get it right.)  I add new Bits to it now and then.  It is still evolving.

Vanilla Sandwhich Yo-Yo Cookie

I am invited for lunch today at a friends house and wanted to bring a little sweet treat for her.  I read a blog by Janis Nikolay who is a lifestyle photographer and avid baker.  Each week she posts a gorgeous recipe, and any I have tried have been great.  This recipe for Yo-Yo cookies came from her blog Pine Cone Camp which you can find HERE.
Being on a permanent diet, If I am baking, I try to get rid of the leftovers quickly and deliver them on little plates to unsuspecting neighbors.  Last night I made 2 home deliveries and have this little vintage pressed glass plate ready to take to my lunch. Not one to buy brand new dishes, I find loads of sweet vintage plates in my travels. I always buy them for a dollar or two and hang on to them to use for baked gifts.  The plate then becomes part of the gift...a pretty recycled treasure to use and enjoy long after the cookies are gone.


Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Odd Bits

                  I found a few interesting Bits last weekend in my favourite haunts around the cottage
I rushed over to this little pink step stool the second I saw it in the shop. Threw it under my arm and hugged it warmly.
Then There were 2 of these peely windows with gorgeous rolled glass.....and a green mason jar for penny candy and some white ironstone hotelware plates. 
The bedroom needed something to take away the "sweetness" a bit, so I hung one of the Peely Windows above the bed.
 
The stepping stool could be used as a side table, actual steps, or a way to get into my bed which has taken on Princess and the Pea proportions.!
I also found 2 of these interesting bar stools.  I would say 1950's but I am not sure (Tamarah, help me out here).  One has been treated to a spray painting of copper shiny paint.
I keep wondering (as does Blake) where all this stuff is going to go.......  I am constantly working on areas of the cottage and things that no longer suit will go on sale in the shop.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

My Kids Club Feet and 7 Other Useless Bits of Info About Me...and a lovely award.....

There are some people that you meet blogging and you just know they are the type of people you would have over for coffee if they lived nearby.  Authentic, honest and inspiring.  Li from Creamy Whites is one of those people.  I was thrilled to see that she had gotten this award and touched that she passed it on to me.  Thanks Li.

I have to tell you 7 things about me.  Having done this before, I struggle to find 7 new and somewhat interesting facts about mself.  But I endeavored to find some minutely interesting bits.......

1.  I have lived in 19 houses.  I am 49, so if you do the math, thats one every 2.5 years. 16 of them were in my first 23 years.  Thats a lot of moving.!

2.  I have lived in 3 countries.  Kenya, England and Canada

3.  My son was born with a dislocated hip and club feet.  For the hip, he just had a splint for a couple of weeks. For his feet he wore casts on his legs and feet for 2 months. People would stare at me as if I had broken his legs.........
 
This is not his photo- for some reason I seldom took pictures of his feet.......the ones I do have are in a huge box of hundreds of baby pics. But this is exactly what he looked like. Every 2 weeks, I had to sit him in a basin of water and soak the old ones off.  Then I could kiss his toes for a couple of hours before I went to the fracture clinic to get new ones on.  This was 25 years ago.  They used to allow smoking in the clinic....and those of you who have been to a hospital fracture clinic know how many hours you would wait......I would complain about the smoke and they would let me wait in an unused room.  They would take him from me (2 weeks old) and I would hear him cry and cry as they put new casts on him.  They didn't hurt him, he just didn't like to be held still or be without me.  They apply the wet cast, then gently bend the feet into shape........ The waiting room would look in horror when they brought this infant to me, legs heavy and dangling like a frog, both of us sobbing...........Now I look back and think if that was all that was wrong with my baby, why was I not grateful instead of bawling....maybe those post baby hormones...
 He was not a happy baby with these on.  Yes, people would sign them.  Baby poop would leak on them, they were hot and heavy.  I didn't know his real weight for months.  He came out of those and went right into ortho boots which looked like backwards boots.  Kindly women would stop me in the mall and tell me I had his shoes on the wrong feet.  He also had to wear shoes (with a big bar connecting them and forcing his legs apart) to bed each night as he had tibia torsion (crooked legs).  He didn't mind this, but would get a shoe stuck in the crib bars (different regulations back then for cribs).  I was promised by the surgeon, that I would never have to deal with feet like this again.....this was a fluke and one of....a chance in a million.

4.  Twenty One months later, my daughter was born.  The first thing I did was look at her feet.  The second thing I did was say...."oh oh....she has club feet".......the next morning I walked down the hall from maternity to the fracture clinic with Ky......

5.  I found my father's family 2 years ago by way of the internet.  They live in Nottingham and Australia and Chicago amongst other places.  There are loads and loads of them.  Meeting "your people" is really weird.....they look like you, or your kids.....

6. One of my worst jobs was working for a rectal surgeon.  I would sometimes have to leave my desk and go hold butt cheeks apart for a proceedure. 

7.  I have low B12.  My husband has to give me a needle each month.  I am a big chicken over this and scream for the entire minute it takes (B12 is quite thick and takes a little time).  I love the B12....like a little energy boost...don't know why I scream.

I have to nominate some other fine bloggers, so here are the ones I would like to pass this on to..




Monday, June 14, 2010

Musings...Little things that brighten your life....

I love this photo.  This was yesterday in my garden.  My mum was here for supper and was perusing the herb garden.  My Gracie is OBSESSED with her.  She literally followers her everywhere she goes. 
When we take mum home, Gracie whines and cries by the door.  This is a behaviour that Gracie started after mums stroke.
My ferral cat Hannah.  A cat who was wild, neglected and abused.  She wouldn't come within 10 feet of anyone, especially a man. While Hannah and Mooch kept a respectful distance, Hannah and Gracie adore each other.  She has dog behaviours: never leaves the yard, sits on the front lawn with Gracie watching the world go by, goes outside with Gracie at night for the final pee, lines up behind the dog when she hears the treat jar........She even grooms Gracie. Now she is obsessed with Blake and follows him wherever he goes.  If he is on the hammock, Hannah's on the hammock.
 A suprise bouquet of simple old fashioned daisys from Lorraine's mum for me.
Hand painted vintage Christmas ornaments-a little gift from the fellow Lorraine and I buy from for the store....as pretty in June as December...
The palest pink New Dawn roses and early morning sunshine.

Friday, June 11, 2010

Farrow and Ball to Launch New Wallpapers and a New Book


A couple of weeks ago, I was invited, along with several other bloggers to meet Nikki Chee, the Communications Manager for Farrow and Ball, and to hear about, and see first hand some of their new wallpapers to be launched in September. Not yet released, I wasn't able to take any photos, but I can tell you that Farrow and Ball have outdone themselves (again) with this new lineup.  The new papers are fresh takes on traditional papers, all in the most scrumptious colors, and all with corresponding paint colors to match.  This makes it easy and affordable to paper just one wall and use the paint on the others.
Nikki is so interesting and has such a passion for Farrow and Ball, it really is contagious.  As a huge fan of Farrow and Ball already, I didn't really need convincing that this is a wonderful product.  But I did come away with new information.  These wallpapers are made in small batches using traditional methods such as block printing.  The paper is not even made until you order it, which means no waste or over runs.   The papers are all printed with actual paint, giving them a glorious hand made appearance. The paints colors are mixed in the factory, so there is a consistency to every color. All the paint and papers are available to order online, which make it easy for those in areas that don't have a local stockist.
If you have never used a Farrow and Ball paint, you may wonder what the difference is.  We talked about that with Nikki, and it really comes down to the pigment.  The pigment has more depth and cannot be replicated simply by color matching another brand.  To prove this, Nikki had several Farrow and Ball colors matched with 2 major paint brands and they were not the same at all.  The difference may be subtle enough not to worry some, but if you want a particular F & B color, you need to buy the F & B paint.  I tried in my own home with a color match to Off Black, and it was so off, I should have halted the painting, but I went ahead and now have regrets.  Of course, all F & B paint is low or zero VOC, and they have eliminated oil from their paints, but you can still get that gorgeous High Gloss finish as well as their amazing Floor Paints.
As a decorator, I find paint color the trickiest thing.  I have a hard time with hundreds of shades of colors.  I particularly like the much smaller selection of colors and find it much easier to select colors from a smaller palette, which also means I have used and seen more of the colors in an actual installation.  In college, I studied the Farrow and Ball books as they went into depth about color history and combining colors, and how light and lack of light affects your choices.   A new book "Living with Colour" is on it's way in September, and it looks fabulous.

It was a lot of fun to meet Nikki and the other Farrow and Ball people, and of course to see their beautiful Toronto shop.  One of the bloggers I met lives very close to me and has a lovely blog.  Vanessa has a wonderful view on the Canadian design scene and you can visit her blog HERE.

Thanks to the folks at Farrow and Ball for a wonderfully informative event and for inviting and acknowledging bloggers!    

All photos from Farrow and Ball website. http://www.farrow-ball.com/

Thursday, June 10, 2010

This is a Lifestyle Blog-and this is my lifestyle-It's on my hands

Being a "lifestyle" blog, I post pretty things.  Peony's and garden parties and gorgeous recipes and lots of "Pink and Fluff".  But my lifestyle is dependant on oil.  Travel.  Products.  Driving my car.    Everyday I look at photo after photo of the Gulf oil spill.  But this is not just a one-of occurence.  It happens in Nigeria. It happens in the Middle East.  It will happen again. Sometimes on the way to the cottage we pass Mennonites in their horse drawn buggies, women hoe-ing the fields by hand and hanging a mile of laundry on the line. No gas or oil for these people.  I sometimes chuckle and say "Can you imagine living like that?"  The truth is.  NO.  I can't imagine living like that.   I feel sick looking at these pictures.  What can we do?  What can I do?  I honestly don't know.  I can think on it.  Think long and hard about what this means and where we are going and how the Gulf is going to recover or not recover and I can barely look at the photos of the birds.....I make myself look at these pictures....because it is difficult and this is shameful and this is reality and this is the least I can do......
I googled "How can I help Gulf Oil Spill and found THIS which offers some good suggestions.  Support the Gulf tourism industry, donate money, buy Gulf seafood.  Boycott BP.?? that seems a bit like shooting oneself in the foot.  They need to pay for the cleanup.
Or I could use stop using so much oil.  I thought that sounded good until I read this

Products made from oil
Ammonia
Antifreeze
Antiseptics
Art supplies
Artificial limbs
Aspirin
Astroturf
Awnings
Bandages
Cleaning products
Candles
Carpets
Caulking
Clothing
Crayons
Creams
Cosmetics
Cutlery
Dentures
Dice
Dyes
Electronics
Film
Fishing line
Floor wax
Foam
Glasses
Glue
Glycerin
Guitar strings
Heart valves
Helmets
Ink
Insulation
Lubricants
Medicine
Nail polish
Nylon
Paint
Paint brushes
Panty hose
Petroleum jelly
Plastics
Records
Refrigerant
Roofing
Shampoo
Shaving cream
Shoes
Shower curtains
Skis
Soap
Solvents
Sports equipment
Tires
Toys
Trash bags
Umbrellas
Upholstery
Vitamin capsules

       Although that list makes it seem impossible, many of those could be eliminated from daily life.
So this post leaves me sad and disgusted and angry and scared and feeling guilty.
And I have to show this because this is what it is.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Cottage Garden Makeover.....Before and After.

When we bought the cottage 2 1/2 years ago,  it had been used primarily as a rental.  Other than very weedy grass and some cedar trees, there was nothing in the garden at all. 
This is how it looked in the real estate listing.  Just some lawn, which was completely dead when we viewed it, and a lovely large porch with some very odd posts????.  The whole deck is composite, as are the railings and the siding is vinyl.  I wanted to make it less "plastic" and more in keeping with the area.
We overlook a marina which is on Georgian Bay.....there are amazing cliffs all around and the area is famous for it's flagstone.
It is a very rocky area.  I wanted something indigenous to the area and something that would keep the weeds under control.  It also had to create a sitting area where we could add some greenery to give us some privacy as we face the marina and there is also a public footpath between us and the lake.
The contractor really wanted me to do interlocking, but that seemed far too urban and far too likely to get full of weeds in the cracks.  He was very much for doing a uniform rectangular patio. I went to his stone yard and saw this gorgeous, massive flagstone and knew this was it. In the end I had to provide him with drawings that I did, as he couldn't visualise what I wanted. Aparently it is hard to get these large pieces of flagstone, but he managed to get enough from the local quarry.
We created a random patio from the flagstone, leaving gravel between the cracks to allow the septic bed to breath (the patio covers part of the field).   We also left a gap on the one side to add a small garden to break up the mass of stone. My Gracie Girl follows me everywhere and is also deaf, so she doesn't hear me calling her to get out of the picture.
We used large armour stone right in front of the porch to give it a looser, more haphazard appearance.  We removed the plastic white trellis covering the underside of the porch and used cedar boards instead.
I really wanted it to look like we had cleared the area and the stone was an existing element....
I planted some low lying shrubby plants such as ornamental grasses which remain wispy but give some privacy.
I made this little path for Mooch because he used to walk right through the garden to get to the grassy bit.  The plantings had to be rugged as this area gets really harsh winters....
We left a bit of grass for Gracie....it actually is more of a weed mix.  Much to our neighbors chagrin, we refused to use roundup in our yard.  They have a golf green lawn....as least they did, there is now a pesticide and herbicide ban in Ontario.........
With the exeption of a couple of Canadian Hemlock trees, all of the plantings came from my city garden.  I split all of my perennials and took them to the cottage.
Here is the after........(that unused satellite dish is going to go).  The ruls is, whenever you go to the lake you have to bring back a stone for the garden.....
And here was the before.............