Sunday, February 28, 2010

A picture is worth

a thousand words.
Did you know that Napoleon Bonaparte started that idea? Actually, he said, "Un bon croquis vaut mieux qu'un long discours," or "A good sketch is better than a long speech." Wonder how he would characterize Twitter!

I am twisting his quote even more: a good spring is better than a long winter! And so my "elf" and I started the 'out with winter, in with spring'...no white...we are so over white...we want green...we want color...we want spring!

In that spirit, we started to rearrange...Greenleaf has a new scent...Garden Breeze...those of us in the east are so ready for that
We also are blending pretty prims with traditional vintage...the magazines are blending based on color not period anymore. Now I now there may be purists, but the eclectic is so much more versatile. So, out came the old worn bottles, the new paper florals, and old planters and decorative accents.

Also, in the displays are some new soaps for spring, French ribbon roses, and tags for gifts or just decorative.
On the wall went some new prints...these are amazing...the tops of the frames have cast iron rose edges.

I love old prints. Granted you can get wall art at TJs or Marshalls for $9.95, but the old prints are more than xerox mass produced copies. Most reproductions of old prints produced have a flat appearance. The older printing techniques were far more labor intensive. A lithograph, like the strawberry girl above, was produced by drawing the image on finely grained limestone or on a metal plate with a greasy pencil, crayon or ink. The stone is treated with a chemical solution, dampened, and then inked. The ink is attracted to the greasy crayon marks but repelled by the dampened areas. When paper is placed on the stone and both run through a press, the image is transferred, from a flat surface.

If you look at a print under a magnifier, you can see an irregular granular pattern. Engravings are linear.

Think Spring! We are!

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Change is inevitable...

except from a vending machine(Robert Gallagher).

The snow is melting...spring is coming...
life goes on but not without "issues."
Our vegetation sustained some serious damage over the past weeks...but things can be pruned, replanted, revived. What is sad are the small shop owners being hit with their own economic blizzards. These are not so easily repaired. On forums, in blogs, and in person the stories of these troubled economic times are everywhere.

I happened on an article about antiques in my cyber reading...and I copied an interesting quote from the Watertown, NY, news site...
"The number of single dealers with private stores also is on the decline, partly because of the economy, but also because of the rise of Web sites like eBay and craigslist that allow customers to tailor their shopping experience, Mrs. Carter said.

'I think the shop owners get tired," she said. 'You sit in your store and maybe one or two people will come in every couple of days.'"

But...stores close...others open...life goes on...and in that vein, my elf and I are hoping to get the shop "spring-i-fied" for you in the coming days so that we can welcome the one or two...or more of you who want some retail relief...

The new magazine Flea Market Style is in stock.

Packed with ideas like what to do with old funnels...this section has great ideas, and we will have funnels for the do-it-yourselfers and finished products for the want it nowers.

It has a section on roses...another shop standard...

Then Victoria arrived and there was one of my new contacts...Peacock Park...we will have some of her merchandise in the shop this spring.

So, as we slowly come out of hibernation, we will be restocking with treasures old and new just for you...designing a "Spring Harvest" to make you feel rewarded for surviving the Wooly Winter...and speaking of wool, I have some dynamic ruffled pillows coming, made out of recycled wool...and some chenille and designer fabric ones also...you know I love the pillow!


In the meantime, watch for the daffodils...they are under those mounds of snow, I know!






Plan your gardens...
And remember, no matter how long the winter, spring is sure to follow because change is inevitable!

Sunday, February 14, 2010

“Dear Lady be cautious of Cupid,

List well to the lines of this verse, To be kissed by a fool is stupid, To be fooled by a kiss is worse” (Ambrose Redmoon)


I don't understand why Cupid was chosen to represent Valentine's Day. When I think about romance, the last thing on my mind is a short, chubby toddler coming at me with a weapon. ~Author Unknown





Ah...Happy Valentine's Day...

According to one legend, Valentine was a priest who served during the third century in Rome. When Emperor Claudius II decided that single men made better soldiers than those with wives and families, he outlawed marriage for young men — his crop of potential soldiers. Valentine, realizing the injustice of the decree, defied Claudius and continued to perform marriages for young lovers in secret.

When Valentine's actions were discovered, Claudius ordered that he be put to death.Valentine actually sent the first 'valentine' greeting himself. While in prison, Valentine fell in love with a young girl — perhaps his jailor's daughter — who visited him during his confinement. Before his death, it is alleged that he wrote her a letter, which he signed 'From your Valentine,' an expression that is still in use today. It's no surprise that by the Middle Ages, Valentine was one of the most popular saints in England and France.

While some believe that Valentine's Day is celebrated in the middle of February to commemorate the anniversary of Valentine's death or burial — which probably occurred around 270 A.D — others claim that the Christian church may have decided to celebrate Valentine's feast day in the middle of February in an effort to 'christianize' celebrations of the pagan Lupercalia festival. In ancient Rome, February was the official beginning of spring and was considered a time for purification. Houses were ritually cleansed by sweeping them out and then sprinkling salt and a type of wheat called spelt throughout their interiors. Lupercalia, which began at the ides of February, February 15, was a fertility festival dedicated to Faunus, the Roman god of agriculture, as well as to the Roman founders Romulus and Remus.

Around here, we have been sprinkling salt, that is for sure...but it is on the roads and walkways...but I am willing to think about spring and go with the ancient Romans on this one! In the meantime, you enjoy your day...pass the love around!

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Snowmegeddon!


I hate to bore you all with this...but I cannot even get out to my shop to photo something to talk about...we have yet to forge that path...so for another week, you will have to look at my winter wonderland...if you want to call it that...at least we have power unlike two-thirds of the county! This was the red sky Friday morning...you know that adage, "Red sky in morning, sailors take warning."

Well, we were warned!





And now the big dig...




FREEDOM!


I can only keep faith with this thought from Percy Bysshe Shelley...

O, wind,
If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?