Friday afternoon. I was able to get all my orders boxed and wrapped by noon and have been milling around the house, happier than I could have imagined to be out of the shop and studio for the next three and a half days. I've taken the rest of the afternoon off in preparation for a little dinner party I'm having tonight: individual bechamel lasagnas, Nigella's Chocolate Cloud Cake, easy stuff I've made several times, historically successful party fare.
Suddenly, we're getting wi-fi in the house -- new neighbors? I'm not sure. I've gotten to catch up on some internet stuff it's been fun to look at, like Fred Flare's slide show of NYC department store windows (not great quality photos but still neat to look at if you're craving city stuff), and Camilla Engman's gorgeous little shop in Sweden. Since I'm trying to clean up the house for our little dinner tonight, I brought the camera upstairs to take a pic of the cabi (not, I must admit, unaware of the cliched but very real possibility that it might be opened by a non-resident later that night), and contribute to her clever "Peeping" photo series (a bit late, but so it goes). I was struck by something Amy said the other day about documenting and organizing life as a way of participating in it (she said it much better, as you'll see). It would not in a million years occur to me to take a picture of my cabinet. But as I snapped this one, I remembered how my dad always encouraged me to take pictures of the places I live in. (Actually, I think he was more yelling at me for not having any pictures of somewhere that I'd lived.) But I think he was just talking about how to . . . acknowledge . . . and mitigate . . . the fleetingness of time and the unreliability of memory. The clutter of our daily lives is almost invisible to us in the present moment; and yet, I can't help but snap this picture with an awareness that, someday in the future, the quotidian ingredients that peek out from the background of my story will be the very things that remind me of who I was, and help me make sense of who I am, and, even, who I might later be.
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I love that color on the wall... it looks fabulous with white. I tried for that in my bathroom but ended up with something too blah and anemic. Can you let me in on what kind of paint and the color you used???
i have a split bathroom, and one half is that same aqua color. love it. yum.
Jenny,
It's called "Raindrop" from Sherwin Williams. We have lots of red accents with it in a south-facing bathroom, and it's pretty cute. Good luck!