On the make.

The one-lady kspell factory is in effect. I'm trying to fill my sadly unexpected free time this weekend by getting in gear for Crafty Wonderland which is a short TWO WEEKS AWAY!

I'd much rather be at the coast, but at least I can indulge in bead geek outs and maybe an eventual hot yoga session in a day or so. The good news is I'm feeling inspired. It's nice to get back in the groove.



I finally listed new designs on Etsy last weekend and was awarded with a sale!



I hope there will be more!

Root to Rise

Found on Etsy, Mini Art Feeling: Strong #1 by ArtMind.

iPhone Cover-up

I've joined the many who are now glued to their iPhones. Eric and I are a little late to the party, but I'm happy to have discovered a unique little company right here in Portland that makes the most beautiful iPod Cases you could ever lay eyes on. Grove Made specializes in handmade craftsmanship, and even teams up with artists to create a case that rivals all others. They take 6-8 weeks, but I suppose anything worth having is worth waiting for.



Another close contender (Thanks's to Robin's keen eye) were the lovely woven cases made by Chilewich. The were a close and more economical contender, but ultimately the bamboo sleekness won out.

Friday, finally.

It's been a long week. Luckily, Eric and I hightailed it to the Bagdad theatre for the early showing of these guys. I wish Wes Anderson could direct my life.

Furry creatures, tater tots, and the man I love. This weekend feels so good already.

Why do I have to be so damn want*y?

When sitting in my home, I can visualize spaces transformed, and that transformations makes me want to keep changing my space. The problem is, this takes serious time and makes day to day living require shoes (plywood = splinters.)

I love my house, but it is lacking a fireplace. I love the mod metal numbers, but I'm afraid it might clash with the 1906 architecture.

But damn Malm, why do you got to make me want you so?

Pyrex!

I have a serious addiction, it's BAD - but not as bad as the people at Pyrex Love (whoever you are!) Their collections gives me something to aspire to:








Watch out Eric, I've got a pattern guide, and I know how to use it.

Loving the Black Throated Blue Warbler

Can you spot him?

I just picked up a set of original Audubon prints on Etsy. Now, if only I can get them in frames and hung on the wall before 2011....

Long Term Plan: My new entry way.

Our kitchen would be just to the right, living room on the left. My photoshop skills are spotty, but I amuse myself! I gave up on inserting the crown molding, but you get the idea...

Envy

Every time I walk into the kitchen of Bonnie and Driscoll's home, I am pained with clock envy. Beyond their glimmering red lacquered cabinets tocks a pretty white Pascal Tarabay cuckoo clock. Ever since I laid eyes on it, that amazing cuckoo clock sits on my ever extensive wish list.

I love the new models, and I have my eye on the teak.

They are pricy. I'm trying to imagine it being a family heirloom that will get passed down generations. Maybe that's a stretch? In the meantime I'll just stare at this image and tickle B & D's birdie from time to time.



*Sigh*

Paper wall.

After tearing out the built in shanty that acted as our coat closet, we discovered the worst: Our entry way has been wallpapered, painted, then wallpapered again, only to discover the last layers were put in AFTER the closet.

Awesome.

What does this mean? We could scrape, sand, prime, and paint (again, we've been through this already) or we can wallpaper. The problem is, a pattern that continues to appeal for years to come mat be difficult to obtain. We've got to live with this image and we have a lot of various textures colors in this already small space. Also, it must coordinate with this light:


Thanks to the four square nature of our downstairs living space, the patter would also need to tie in with every room. I would love to go with the same textured and paintable wallpaper in our living room, but the kitties think it's a built in scratching post.

Oh, the joys of owning a century old bungalow! All those decades have been difficult on this poor girl.

What do you think of these contenders?