And so it is. The start of another week that will pass by ridiculously fast. I was very much looking forward to this fall, back in our home state, with our new baby and all our friends and family around, but I feel like I blinked my eyes and it's already almost over. And winter? Well that doesn't necessarily get me excited, but the holidays do. So here's to sweaters, the color of wine, family, and delicious baked desserts that always make an appearance for the holidays.
Life with a three month old has yet to form any sort of schedule, but let me tell you - I can make the most of five minutes. Isn't is funny how that happens? So hooray for another finished piece! And hooray for Friday because I NEED the weekend this week.
The colors of fall have finally gotten to me. And add that crisp blue sky and a little bit of pink and I'm in love. Certainly not my usual color palette, but I am digging it. And since I liked looking back last month, here's last year's November's inspiration. Hmm - how funny is it that both Novembers include pieces by Heather Day. Her work, which I love, must just scream fall!
Fresh flowers are always right on a Monday. Which is necessary when there isn't much else to look forward to on a Monday. Other than a smiley three month old baby that is. And that said baby is currently dressed like a monkey - Happy Halloween!
I'm still trying to get a functional studio set up in the house and I stumbled on these three old sketchbooks while organizing things. Yay for color and a double yay for Friday!
Another (almost) complete piece. I mean come on - two in two weeks - that's just too good to be true. Let's hope this is the beginning of more to come. And I guess this one doesn't REALLY count because it's not finished - just ALMOST finished and those two things are very, VERY different.
Another Monday that has come and gone and I'm still playing catch up from the weekend. But the weekends - the weekends are always magical. Now, let's get into the swing of the week.
Work, work, work, work!
This is the FIRST piece I've finished in probably six or seven months. And it feels awesome. And also awful. And not awesomely awful.
Selling a house, moving into temporary housing, moving to a new state, moving into more temporary house and then into our home all while being pregnant and having a baby has taking its toll on my creativity. And not in terms of the urge to create being there, but more in terms of time.
I'm hoping that things get easier and not harder with time. But so far balancing baby and work is hard. And although I didn't have expectations, I think it's harder than I expected. Isn't it funny how those expectations somehow still creep in?
But the main point of this all is - I finished a piece! And I have a happy, healthy, beautiful baby that I can't get enough of. Now, if only I could lose that baby weight!
Home sweet home feels so good. Having a baby makes home even that much sweeter. We're in the constant dilemma week after week to stay homebodies or to venture off at least once each day. Regardless of if we leave the house, we go on our walk everyday with our puppies and this fall has just been unbelievable so far. There's nothing like some fresh air on a crisp, sunny day. Happy Wednesday all!
I used to MAJORLY get the Sunday blues, but not it's more the Monday morning blues. Which means Monday is the least productive day in this household. But I'm learning to embrace it, and just kick butt Tuesday through Friday. So let's make Mondays a little lazier, a little more fun, and a little something to look forward to.
Branching off ever so slightly from my normal colors because ALL colors are just feeling ALL sorts of good currently. And you know what else feels good?
The weather this fall has been absolutely beautiful, so I really can't miss summer. I mean - the perfectly sunny and crisp days making our walks that much better. Yay for fall. But also yay for summer because I mean come on - who doesn't miss summer?
I'm stilling riding the high of the most perfect fall weekend ever. Sometimes Mondays absolutely stink, but on rare occasions, you can see that such a day is needed in order to see how great the other days can be.
I'm still thinking weekends should be three days, but one can dream. And one SHOULD dream. Happy Monday...
It's most definitely fall in terms of the weather and even though the days have been absolutely beautiful, my heart is still craving summer. So - for now - a new brainstorm for a new series.
Hey, what can I say? The summer has my heart. Happy Friday!
The weeks are flying and every week I start out with the best intentions to settle into things, but it just hasn't happened yet. There's ALWAYS something going on to occupy my time in other areas. The time will come though, and in the meantime, I am just testing out this newfound mom patience.
We're almost through the week (hey, I said almost)!
I'm hoping October is the month to get back into me - into my work, into my exercise, into eating right, into finishing (or starting?) decorating the house and just into a routine of some sort. So far, life after baby is exactly how I imagined it and at the same time exactly opposite of how I imagined it. Which makes me happy that I really didn't have any sort of set expectations because I think I would be thoroughly disappointed by now.
One thing I was not expecting, though, was falling more in love with this girl each day that passes when it already feels like I could never love her more than I already do.
Ahh life, you're kind of awesome.
I am dreaming up my white studio with pops of color and the daydream feels good. It's funny to look back at last October and see how different the inspiration was (see it here). Pops of fresh color just feel right to me right now - what can I say?
Happy Friday! And Happy (almost) October!
This week has felt chaotic and I'm ready to just get buried in my work, but the days just keep passing by too quickly before I can even pick up my camera or a paint brush. I'm determined, though, that next week will be THE week.
And please, that's not to say I'm not enjoying life. Because me and my girl during the days rock. And we were at the beach this weekend. And it was beautiful. And my husband rocks. So I'm really not complaining -- just missing my work. And hey, missing something is good, right?
And just like that, fall is here. And I'm sort of embracing it and sort of holding on to summer. I am enjoying my chilled, but sunny morning walks. And seeing my little girl all bundled up in her stroller for them does warm my heart. And boots. I mean boots ALWAYS warm my heart.
I feel like I'm finally really fine-tuning my aesthetic, but it's sort of a funny position to be in. Because once you're there, things become safe and then it's hard to grow out of it. So it's a continual evolution of discovering who you are in your work, where you want to be, getting to that place, and then branching out from it once you're there (even though it's where you want to be).
Does the cycle ever end? I'm not sure if I'd even want it to if it could. Because I mean that's sort of what it's all about, isn't it? Discovering yourself and then rediscovering yourself over and over again.