Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Lilac Time

Bouquet of Lilacs, Raoul-Victor-Maurice Maucherat de Longpre, 1861-1897
Floral Study (Lilacs), Antoine Berjon, 1754–1843
Syringa vulgaris L., Redouté, P.J., Choix des plus belles fleurs et des plus beaux fruits, 1833
Bouquet of Lilacs, Alexandre Rene Defaux,1826-1900
Lilacs, Henri Fantin-Latour, 1872
Lilac, Edward Step, Favorite Flowers of Garden and Greenhouse, 1896-97
White Lilac, Isaac Levitan, 1895

It's not really time for lilacs yet, but I associate months with colors and in my mind February is purple. Purples, grays and whites all seem to go with this time of year. I was crazy about wearing the color purple in my early teens. It was my signature color, but I got bored with it and wore mostly red for the next few years. After that it was blue. This past year I've fallen in love with purple again - especially lavender and eggplant shades.

Lilacs are such a romantic flower. They're a little sweet and a little somber, and I love seeing different artist's depictions of them - from botanical illustrations to renditions in pastels. Just hearing the word "lilac" makes me think of the song Jeannine, I Dream of Lilac Time. It was topping the charts in 1928, and the only reason I know it is from the 1928 film, Lilac Time, starring Colleen Moore and Gary Cooper. It's a sentimental wartime romance set in France. I haven't seen the entire film - only several long clips online - but the images and accompanying soundtrack made enough of an impression on me to always associate them with the flower.

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Sunday, February 22, 2015

Winter Light + Winter Night

The Flying Clubhouse: Winter Light + Winter Night
The Flying Clubhouse: Calla Lily Pin
The Flying Clubhouse: Winter Layers
The Flying Clubhouse: Winter Layers
The Flying Clubhouse: Pine Cone in Snow
The Flying Clubhouse: Pine Cone in Snow
The Flying Clubhouse: Aluminum Can Lantern
The Flying Clubhouse: Aluminum Can Lantern
The Flying Clubhouse: Aluminum Can Lantern
I made some crude lanterns out of empty food cans a few months ago. They're pretty in the dark with tea lights inside. Have you ever made these? You fill clean aluminum cans with water and freeze them. You can take nails or screwdrivers and hammer out patterns - the ice keeps the shape of the can.

With knits and tweeds, it's so easy to incorporate a wide variety of textures into one outfit. This is the fourth time I've remixed this purple rose print dress from Mata Traders. It's a lovely breezy summer dress, but the dark print makes it a good choice in winter too.

dress: c/o mata traders
gloves: c/o greenola
coat // bag // boots: thrifted
scarf: made by a friend
socks: made locally
hat: second-hand

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Monday, February 16, 2015

Blackbird

Flying Clubhouse: Blackbird
Flying Clubhouse: Blackbird
Flying Clubhouse: Blackbird
Flying Clubhouse: Blackbird
Flying Clubhouse: Vintage Cat Pin

Flying Clubhouse: Homemade Candle
This is the 50th post on this blog. :-)

I had a birthday recently and a good friend gave me this adorable vintage cat pin. I just love it. It has such a sassy expression, and I can almost hear it saying "kiss my fluffy butt!" or something similar. It also reminds me of Jiji, from Kiki's Delivery Service.

Recently, we've had high winds followed by some snow. It didn't cover the ground, but it was the first we've had this winter (aside from the snow we've seen at nearby higher elevations) so it was pretty exciting.

The weekend before last I had the sudden urge to make candles. I love lighting candles around the house on these dark winter days. With my recent trouble, making something - actually doing something creative - was a big deal and it turned out to be pretty therapeutic. I purchased wicks and wax from a craft store and recycled old jars and parts of old candles. I didn't do much research so most of my candles look dreadful, but they work - for the most part - and they were fun to make.

Wishing you light and warmth, wherever you are!

coat: thrifted
hat // leggings // boots: target
socks: locally made
cat pin: vintage
scarf: shop ruche
gloves: c/o greenola

Bye Bye Blackbird - Josephine Baker, 1927


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Friday, February 13, 2015

Romance and Remembrance

The Flying Clubhouse: Romance and Remembrance
The Flying Clubhouse: Vintage Brooch
The Flying Clubhouse: Vintage Faux Pearl Necklace
The Flying Clubhouse: Brooch
The Flying Clubhouse: Gold Leaf Brooch
I took out some of my grandmother's costume jewelry to photograph. Still life photography had been on the brain, and February is the perfect time for it since the weather makes it so difficult to get outside and experience nature. I don't think things are nearly as interesting as the story or people behind them, but looking at these pieces reminded me of my grandmother and her style. She passed away when I was sixteen after years of dementia, but I have some nice memories of her when I was very little. She tutored me in reading and writing, and she had a great sense of style. 

She loved brooches and large, gold-colored pieces. When I was about four she gave me her blue heart pendant and the silver sparkly brooch - and I think those pieces are least representative of her style. However the gold leaf brooch was all her. I remember her wearing a lot of autumnal colors and subdued animal prints along with pieces like this leaf brooch. A pair of gold or enamel clip-on earrings always complimented her ensemble. She seemed very comfortable in her style.

I wore my grandmother's faux pearls for my "something old" at my wedding. This Valentine's Day, I'm celebrating romantic love, but I'm also remembering the loved one who came before me (I'm wearing the blue heart pendant right now). Do you also see Valentine's as a time to appreciate all kinds of love?

Irving Mills as The Detroiters - Stardust 1928


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Monday, February 9, 2015

Daisy Crown

The Flying Clubhouse: Daisy Crown
The Flying Clubhouse: Daisy Crown
The Flying Clubhouse: Daisy Crown
The Flying Clubhouse: Locket
The Flying Clubhouse: Daisy Crown
The Flying Clubhouse: Daisies
The Flying Clubhouse: Daisy
"Anne reached the main road, for being confronted halfway down the lane with a golden frenzy of wind-stirred buttercups and a glory of wild roses, Anne promptly and liberally garlanded her hat with a heavy wreath of them. Whatever other people might have thought of the result it satisfied Anne, and she tripped gaily down the road, holding her ruddy head with its decoration of pink and yellow very proudly."  
Anne Of Green Gables, by Lucy Maud Montgomery
For about two years, I dyed my hair dark. It was a lot of fun, but after awhile I decided to return to my natural hair color. It's been a long process, but it's great to see the true color of my hair again.

Now that so much of my natural hair has grown out, I'm having trouble deciding what color it is. It's not that blonde anymore - although it looks blonde in some light. I might call it light brown. Here, it looks like a light auburn, but in other light it looks ashy. Some people might call it "mousy," but I don't care for that term - it's so dismissive! Maybe I'll just say it's blondette. :-)

In the past few days, some of the darkness in my life has been lifting, and I finally feel that I'm on a path to healing. I can't help but think of spring arriving soon. I don't know what the future holds, but right now I'm enjoying good health and a feeling of peace.

I hope you all are having a peaceful February!

dress: asos (old)
locket: vintage

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Saturday, February 7, 2015

Bouquet

The Flying Clubhouse: Bouquet
The Flying Clubhouse: Bouquet
The Flying Clubhouse: Bouquet
The Flying Clubhouse: Bouquet
The Flying Clubhouse: Bouquet
The Flying Clubhouse: Yellow Rose
Many thanks for your comments on the last post. They mean so much to me and I appreciate them all. Your kindness and understanding is almost overwhelming, and it give me a real sense of community. Much love to you all!

I will be posting updates, but in the meantime I want get back to blogging things I love and enjoying others' blogs. For the first time in months I've felt like picking up my camera again.

My lovely in-laws sent me a beautiful bouquet recently. It was very exciting since it was the first time someone sent flowers to my front door. I can't think of a much more cheerful message than a yellow bouquet. It didn't take long for me to deconstruct it, however, and photograph some of the details.

Pyotr Il'yich Tchaikovsky - The Seasons, Op. 37b - February, Carnival


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Tuesday, February 3, 2015

One Day, Little Girl...

I am a fairly private person, and this blog has always been about communicating with images more that with words, so I've asked myself, is there any point in revealing private pain? Does it have any place here? 

I think it does. I would like to let you know what's been going on. I have suffered from occasional panic attacks since 2010. Things got worse in 2013 when I had two surgeries to remove a benign - but aggressive - tumor from my breast. I would have a few good months, then a few bad ones. Things became unmanageable last November - when dark obsessions moved in permanently. Anxiety, panic and depression had locked my brain in a prison of fear and despair.

I don't really know why or how this happened, but in December, I was sure I needed help. I am currently in therapy and I also see a nurse practitioner for counseling and medication. My hope is to come out of this one day, and to come out stronger. I have new empathy for others who suffer from mental illness - especially those who live in rural areas where options for help are limited.

Many other bloggers I love have been candid about similar struggles, and I admire them for sharing - it lets me I know I'm not alone in this.

I am grateful to be getting help. I am grateful for my husband, who is patient, understanding and above all, loving. I may not be okay right now, but I believe I am on the right path. I don't have much advice to offer, but in my experience, reaching out and seeking help is a difficult but important first step. While I had the support of my family, I had to do a lot of my own research to find the people who could help me. It was very difficult, but worth it.

These photos are from the first hike we've taken in almost a month. Winter seems so bleak, but I know that spring is coming.

Thanks for your patience. I'm sorry I haven't responded to comments in a long time, but I appreciate every single one of them. My wish is to continue blogging here and make this space better than ever.

Much love,
Anna