Oh the trouble with beautiful things! One day something is beautiful and the next day the same thing just annoys me. Yesterday I put a collage up on the blog, today, I go back to the drawing board and in this case, I'll make a new collage on the kitchen table. Actually, in the last post I was too certain. Too certain that the collage would be liked and too certain that Sea, Sun and Sand is all we need. And I contradict myself: if my readers really knew me they would know that I can't stop fantasizing about moving into a tree house like in my post Chez-moi, but I deal daily with the battle to have beautiful objects around me and to reduce things to a minimum. Here in this picture Ella is wearing a quilt, in fact an old friend I should call it. Who knew I had so much red around me? A maternity blouse offered lots of silk, a long red skirt some wool crepe, flannel from a dress I made for my niece, washable maroon wool from a chair that I re-covered. The golden green was from a wall hanging that was once one piece but it is obviously now two. Making the backing deep purple was Chris's idea, which made the whole thing very luxurious. I like to give new life to things which once held meaning: one more way to keep my friends sealed in plastic...smile, smile.
Enjoy this for today,
"Can you say crak-a-lakkin whoop? This blogger is a whirlwind. Whenever I need an extra shot of energy, she's the one. Single mom in Switzerland snips and sews. But watch out for her bite." Christine Gerber-Rutt
Collage Slide Show
She used to run a play-group, but she ate all the kids and kept two. These days Mrs Crocodile is shedding her skin and coming of age as a single mom in Switzerland, which is an island somewhere between here and 40...
"Mrs Crocodile grabs life by the fingers, dresses it up with a pair of dangly earrings and delicious shoes and dances away down the cobblestone street. Join her if you can." Christine Gerber-Rutt