Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Be Still, for a Moment.


I am bundled today for the first time is what feels like a long time.  Outside the wind whips the trees into a frenzy, sending leaves into a dying dance of flaming colour.  I wish I had checked the weather today.  I would have brought my winter coat, or at least worn a better sweater.  The seasons have been so odd the last few years that my childhood instincts are all wonky.  I can't predict the seasons like I used to.  I can still tell you if it is going to rain, or if there is a chance of snow.  My mind drifts to thoughts of childhood. Sitting before the crackling fire watching the pine logs slowly succumb to the hunger of the flames.  Running fingers along the perfectly shabby oriental rug, loving the richness of the red, counting the colours, tracing pattern.  The cat would be curled into a perfect little ottoman, tucked as close as he could press himself against the screen that kept back some of the sparks.  Sipping real cocoa made on the stove, from little mugs with dancing Peter Rabbit on them.  The sounds of my brothers playing, the house creaking happily as it kept us al snug and warm.

I miss that snugness, the cozy home feeling of my youth.  Adulthood has carried me far into the grey city.  Full of imposing and harsh concrete, howling sirens and blaring horns.  I miss the silence, the songs of the forest, and the ocean.  My heart longs to settle there eventually.  For now I am content to be where I am, sipping slowly the promise of the future with all of its lovely adventures.

So I knit a little, passing wooly yarn through my fingers, imbuing each and every stitch with a little but of myself, with a lot of love.  I am drinking greedily this small lull in my hectic day, savoring the imagery for when I am stuck in a dark theatre with strained people working to make a play come to life.

Sunday, October 16, 2011

habit

anna
after a momentary flurry of tears (mine) over homework, there were snuggles, and breakfast baking (him).  perfect sunday.


Inspired by habit blog

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Longing...


I am being quite naughty, but since I am falling asleep in rehearsal it is the lesser of evils.  So I am longing for time so sew.  I am longing for time to fuss up my version of this magnificent gown.  


I happened upon a black and white striped sheet at the Goodwill bins.  I am a sucker for stripes and remembered this later from my Tumblr feed.  



Vaguely piratical with a touch of Mrs. Lovett singing by the sea.  I have a shorter, steampunk version in mind and can't wait for Winter Break when I will have some time to sew!  Sew!  Sew!  Until then, I sit and imagine the lovelyness that will tumble out of my sewing machine.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Sketchy Doodles


Since I go to art school and all, I figured I should start scanning a lot of my stuff and posting it.  Studio is partially a sketch class so we can work up our hand and find out illustration style.  I migrated towards the art of Trina Schart Hyman who was a prominent illustrator in the 1980's.  She mainly did watercolour work, but it's her delicate pencil line quality that gets me every time.
Also, I'm going to try and keep up with "What I Wore" doodles since it's good practice.  So the last image is what I'm wearing today!  Though I am rather more awake now that the coffee is thrumming in my veins! 
Enjoy.









Monday, October 3, 2011

Evenings with Jane Austen


School is going well over all.  I have three days where I can go home for a bit before heading back to rehearsal for Pride and Prejudice.  I feel like I am learning a lot in how to work with other people, particularly in a design position.  I am in a class called Studio.  In it we design a hypothetical play just so we have some experience with the process before graduating.  It's been interesting to learn how to express the ideas I see in my head on to paper in the form of drawings, or to find imagery that evokes the particular feeling.

The majority of my time in spent in dear Raisbeck Performance Hall with the dear cast and crew of P&P. I am ASM for this show and enjoying the experience, even if I wish I had more time for homework.  One cannot really read while trying to take down accurate blocking!

Mostly I am exhausted, but oddly chipper about the whole thing.  I look forward to P&P being open so I can have evenings back with the Mister.  Until then, it's off to Regency fashion, and proper etiquette!