2013 was a year of transition. I’ve made some changes and I’m not sure how much I will share about them here, but I have bought a new house. Moved, in fact. And this new space, my new space, has made me think about home in a different way yet again.
After several years of blogging, going through magazines and hunting on-line had become something that seemed like homework. Homework has a negative connotation, I think. Not something you do from a joy of learning, but as assignment. Work to please someone else. Often with little sense of personal passion.
But now those activities are, again, a joy. I linger over favorite books seeing familiar rooms in a different way. I flip through magazines and, as I used to, tear wildly, unconcerned with sharp edges and the keeping of attribution. (Though giving credit where credit is due is still important to me.) And the magazines, which I had begun to keep as library, I recycle when they’ve given me what they have to offer. If there was something I missed, I trust that it will come back to me eventually on a different page.
My last house was shot for Spaces and as soon as I am a little more settled I will post those images. In the meantime, I’m taking pictures of the painting and arranging I’m doing here. I think I’ll post them, in all their unprofessional, fuzzy, iPhone glory. Probably irregularly. And you can weigh in, if you like. But I will tell you that I care less for others’ opinions than I used to, so don’t be offended if I smile politely and nod and do what I was thinking anyway. This is how I choose to begin.