process

Some time ago, I decided to paint the shower-curtains for two bathrooms in my house. I did a blog post (decisions, decisions) asking for readers’ votes on which designs they preferred. This design was the one most people liked. For this project, I used two kinds of paint: acrylic and flashe. Flashe paint is new…

mistakes

Recently, one Japanese phrase has caught on in the west.  Wabi-sabi.  I hear it everywhere.  Books, articles, blogs (yes, the irony has not escaped me) Netflix shows.  And When I hear it, I think, Ugh! Not again. But either that expression has a ring that pleases our western ears, or our language lacks a way…

decisions, decisions

A few months ago, I moved into a new house.  The house is cool and airy, with a good vibe.  It has three bathrooms. Two are not really used, though.  One has really great light – with a north facing window.  The other has NO natural light coming in – no windows.  Both are white…

one-word…one-line…one-page

Ever heard of a one-word story, I ask.No. What is it?It’s the kinda story you take turns building –  word-by-word.Oh! That sounds interesting.  Let’s try. So, we do.  But soon, the story rolls down a steep hill, bouncing and careening until it hits a protruding rock, flies up in the air and sails off the…

a beet walks into a bar…

Okay, so maybe you’ve heard that one before, but how about this one? How does a beet beat the heat? It strips down! (okay, okay….put the tomatoes down, please !) 😀 But sometimes, it’s fun to look at the same thing on different days and see how it presents itself to you in different ways.

the postcard project

On my list of favourite things, personal challenges rank high. I don’t like when people challenge me to do something because invariably, I become nervous, then overthink it and end up messing up. But challenging myself? Yes, please! Everyday YWA challenge? Absolutely! Setting a timer for seven minutes then seeing how fast I can unpack…

remember to fight

Doesn’t it feel like lately we’re living in a dystopian world? Humans have gotten so creative about the different forms of ‘ugly’ and hate we’ve been able to come up with – all intending to take power away from someone else. We’ve  really outdone ourselves. [Insert “slow clap” for us humans at this point.]   Sexism, racism, ageism…

dreams in yellow

our fat orange moon in an indigo skyhanging so low, from my hammock, my toes poke holes in it petrichor and heavy clouds floating bypuddles relax on grey pavements from afternoon storms shimmering asphalt, steam rising melted sun dripping down, trails of sweat sliding, sliding yellow, from here to where the eye can see

looking at glass

I’m sure you’ve heard people say, “I’m terrible at art.” Or, “I can barely draw a straight line.”  You may even be one of these people saying this yourself. Like with most other things, drawing comes with practice. I guess it’s just the law of probability. The more you do it the better you’ll become….