Thursday, 29 December 2011

FEATHER HOME


A small resting place middle of bushy pine trees, a feather home. Soft walls, weather-proof. A warm carpet, summery wallpapers. For a secret rendezvous or for time alone. For one or two nights. For silence and calmness. For whispering moments. For alive fire and bright starry nights. For one night everything is possible.

Happiness to you all sweet ones to enter the 2012!

Wednesday, 21 December 2011

WINTER BIRDS

Wishing you calm and enjoyable days.

Stay warm and remember the small animals of the forests!

Hearts.

Thursday, 15 December 2011

WINTER LIGHT




Afternoon break in winter light. Tea from summer forests with raspberry and blueberry leaves. While it rains and it is very slippery, stars twinkle and the moon looks pink on the morning sky. Radio host tells sweet stories and plays melodies of comfort. Lullabying weather. Hours, feeling like a few minutes, of daylight come and go. Behind the balcony seagulls search for open waters.

A small interview that I forgot to mention. Thanking so much for you to come here, for your words and orders.

Cups of hot and sweet to your day.

Monday, 12 December 2011

SNOWY WHISPERS




Snowstorm during the weekend, long walks and red cheeks. Pancakes with tomato salad and chicpea-cashew-coriander-parsley-olive oil-garlic-spread. Or pancakes with buckthorn jelly and oat cream. Slow and long music for snow, silence for the wind. Writing letters and cards in between sketching. In between gazing the snow flakes floating. A few at a time.

Packing orders (and originals). Watching the pine tree on the balcony. Walking more and listening the sound of snow. Small birds all over, eating the last berries from trees and seeds from people. Trying to learn more their names and behavior.

Have a calm Monday, with warmth from me to you.

Thursday, 8 December 2011

SWIMMING MIDDLE OF THE FIRST SNOW

On Sunday evening the snow came. On Monday night a small storm appeared. It is snowing outside again. Too beautiful to go to sleep. A bit purple, or perhaps pink light that the snow brings. The snow clouds. Sounds are more silent again.

Yesterday, in sauna with a friend. Swimming in a lake, like filled with icicles. So cold. Feeling so good. Twinkling stars above these swimmers, a few airplanes too.

Small simple things, make all so good. And to remember how interesting, different kind of lives there can be. Still so the same. These photos, that Jeroen Toirkens took, reminded me of that.

Pure sweet white dreams!

(These photos are not by me. They are from a book called Nomad. Via Júlia.)

Wednesday, 30 November 2011

AUTUMN DREAMS


Time to say good-bye for November, thank you for treating us well. The day to welcome the little sister of winter, called December. Usually it gives the first red pinched cheeks, fresh scent of frost. Quicker steps, steaming cups of hot.

Autumn Dreams, for the ones that want to sleep over the cold months. For My Pretty Room by Sessun. Heaps of blankets, candle light, scent of pine and cones. Wind outside, warm inside. Sweet dreaming.

Thank you over and over again for your comments, emails and orders. If you are ordering a Christmas present, please be in time! Like last year, I did my best to get all the orders on their way as soon as possible. However, if ordering late, I offer also this year a small option to surprise the one who gets the present, even though the real gift might not arrive in time.

Have a good day with the last of November.

Thursday, 24 November 2011

MORNING FROST MEADOW

It rains in a melody of greetings from the South. The waves of the lake are alive again, they rush to shore with a strong wind. Color gray is echoing from the lake to the walls of houses, to the tree trunks, to the sky. The grass is still green. Waiting for snow, which does not come to visit. Tiny raindrops trickle down like a black and white movie on the balcony windows. Warm cups of tea, black pen and white pages of sketchbook are a good companion to listen to that orchestra of weather.

Morning Frost Meadow happened one morning in sunrise. The dew was suddenly frozen, the last flowers like statues with their shiny icy covers. It is available as a print at The Working Proof. 15% of all the sales goes for charity.

Lately there have been many questions about original paintings. If you are interested on something, please send me an email. Many originals are still available, for example the painting above. Hello to you all, and especially to all the new ones (who might have found their way through Design*Sponge), so glad to have you here.

Have a warm, cozy weekend.