Dear Diary,I think the daily dose of joy for today would be watching my daughter tuck the puck into the net today at her hockey game.It was nice and tidy. I spent a little time in the Sweet Briar Boutique in Parrsboro where I often spend a half an hour if I have the time in Parrsboro. The boutique has been there for over twenty years, and Joan, the owner has a great eye, decorating all the bags, buying interesting bits and pieces. Everytime I see the entrance to her shop I want to go in because she puts such effort into the front, whether it is big overgrown window boxes in the summer , or big white fluffy Christmas ribbon for December. Today I left with a little glass teapot with a strainer right in it. I figure if she can provide me with a place to roam, and let my mind wander for a bit, then I can find a little treasure there for me or someone else. I really just like watching people do a good job at something, and she does as good job there.
We have a new bakery opened in our town, called the Sugar Shack on Havelock Street. It is just so absolutely pretty inside, with a tile floor and big mahogany tables, and the big loaf of bread I brought home was very tasty, as were the peanut butter cookies, and the ragged robins, and oh yes, the cup cake with the rosette on top, and that caramel square. It is a good thing I walk. It is a place you want to go just so you can follow the path of mosaic tiles to the big glass counter and look in at the sweets. Very nice and very welcome, just a block from my studio. It is so nice to see another business open up in the downtown.
Today I worked on another scarf, big and fluffy, and I wore the first one I made. Funny enough it is pink and orange but it looks smashing with my red wool motorcycle jacket( I just have the coat , no bike). It amazes me how colour blends. The older I get, the less I like matchy matchy, it can be so dull, but I have to be careful. One day this week I looked at myself in my colourful patterned dress, tights, boots, coat and scarf, and thought…”that combination is dangerous”, then I walked out the door anyway. For years I only seemed to wear my levis, but lately I seem to enjoy dressing more, throwing things together. It is the pleasure of choosing, putting one thing with another, treating yourself like the doll you are, and dressing yourself up. Why not? Clothes are fun, and a great place to express your creativity. I used to be like that as a teenager, then for years it left me, now I am interested again. If only I could knit…
So for the next rug, well, I am at the drawing board. I started a new sketch book, using some different markers last night. It was fun to see that when you change your pen, your drawing style changes with it some. I have noticed this before with charcoal, and pencil. I was using these loose painterly markers of my daughter and they actually made me draw differently. It is just a good reminder to change things up, bring new books to the shelf, new clothes to the closet, new wool to the stash, new ideas to the mat.