Meteorologically things are looking up over here in the little cottage on the hill. I awoke with a vague sense of confusion. The sun was not pounding on the windows or streaming through the edges of the blinds. Yes, it was a chilly morning. A gray morning. Not a rainy morning, but nice enough. I carelessly tossed the horse blinders on the bathroom floor, put on a pot of coffee, and took some full-monty photos of the visual journal pages.
I'm sure you've begun to wonder if I haven't succumbed to Domestic Porn what with all the cooking and baking photos lately. Yes, as a matter of fact, I have. When I'm not strutting around the house acting out music videos I don my apron and pretend I'm on a cooking show.
Tomorrow these apples and pears are destined for a new life in some sort of crisp. Okay, the truth is I tivo The Barefoot Contessa for the cat posse and sometimes I watch it with them.
Smoked salmon quiche today. It wasn't just good. It was sublimely delicious. A Cooking Light recipe . Well……..until I got my grubby mitts on it. To have or not to have … a crust. That was the question. The answer is easy enough don't you think?
Today was a good lantern sorting day. These giant paper ones came back with me from San Miguel de Allende.
Then at CARGO , which is in the Pearl District in Portland I picked up 4 orange and pink fluffy lantern balls. The bulletin board above my art table got stripped down. I do quite a bit of staring into space and pondering the greater riddles of the universe when I'm working in my visual journal. The eyes needed a new place to rest. I stapled on some vintage wallpaper, hung my bright pom-poms up, and added some new things to the board. I used this really fabulous stuff I found at the hardware store for affixing hanging things to ceilings. It's called TAPE.
I was going for the minimalist look but landed somewhere close to Chaos Circus. That's where I always end up. It's nice there under the garish big top lights. I think I'll stay awhile. In my heart of hearts I can't be happy unless I'm surrounded by a jungle of color and pattern.
10:27 rain is lightly falling outside. drip drip drip on the porch banister and railing.