Lately I've been having these strange dreams. I dream with dead birds. Vividly colorful dead birds that lie stiff on the ground, on the table or in closets. What surrounds them moves, ebbs, but they remain still. Most of the... Continue Reading →
Just like writer's block will hit any journalist or novelist, so thus creation block hit a painter or the crafty one. When the before mentioned activity is an integral part of how you make your living you are in trouble.... Continue Reading →
Institutionalized traditions, holidays and „Day of the (and substitute here just about anything)” make me think. Valentines day is no different. Should I express my love for the one on this day only? Why should this day be any different... Continue Reading →
I don't know about you, but I am convinced people either like hot or cold weather. I am definitely one for sunshine and warm breezes. So when it was -18°C/-0.5°F this weekend (yes, you are reading correctly and no, this... Continue Reading →
I am an artist/craftswoman who finds a creative outlet from everyday life in the arts. This blog is a diary of sorts of my crafty journey.
A week ago I found myself with a tin full of animals (did you see my post of Hjorton and Crumble?), a heart that fell in love and did not want to let them go, and no gift for my... Continue Reading →
Last Christmas was the first in many years when we sent greeting cards to our friends and family. It was a mixture of the postal service not working properly, me taking an offense at them and generally being too stubborn... Continue Reading →
It is not easy to purchase a gift for a child. This day and age they seem to be into a very specific thing and by the time you learn about it and get it, the craze is already over.... Continue Reading →
It is not easy to purchase a gift for the artist. If they have been in their trade for long, you assume they have everything. If they have just started, you assume they need everything. You break out in a... Continue Reading →
