In pretty winter light.
I’ve been working on hand dyeing 3 vintage slips this week. I’m getting close to listing them, I’m just down to writing up the actual listing on etsy. So consider this your sneak peek of what’s coming.
I love this photograph of them lined up in the window. I don’t typically use the “art” shots in my listings, since people need to see the product and we’re limited on photos. But I’m always tempted to. It’s a personal opinion thing, but I much prefer photos of items in settings: I’ll admit I buy into the story being told.
Because who doesn’t love a good story? It can sometimes be difficult to tell one in a product shot AND really show the product. So, I usually opt for the photos that give you the best look at my wares. But… oh… the wispy, romantic, airy photos sing to me. Someday, I’ll produce a catalog, y’all. Until then… I guess I’ll just keep telling stories on the blog.
Lovely woodland find on our walk– captured by IZ
First off, the weather has been GLORIOUS. So much so, IZ and I have been sneaking off for an hour walk on the riverwalk every day this week. We walk out past the town, into Alderbook; traipsing through the small woodland path that connects the two.
Yesterday, I stopped short at this lovely mushroom. There had been a large stand of them recently, but most have faded into a slimy mess. This one was still standing proud and I was really wishing I had lugged my camera along.
IZ pulled out his itouch and started snapping photos. “Look, it’s really easy. You try.”
You may now all pause for laughter. Here’s the thing, I don’t really like talking on the phone. So, I don’t have one. We bought a couple of burner phones when our son traveled this summer: just so we could connect in the airport and on the road. But I barely know how to turn one of those things on. Using a phone or handheld to take pictures is just so. . . wrong.
But, you know, live into your weaknesses, step out into your fear, yada yada. I took the ipod thingie (that’s the official name!) and tried. “So, I click here?” pushing a button that made the entire screen disappear.
“No, you have to push the ‘hand'”
I tried again. Um. And again.
Really, this is ridiculous. About now is when I start feeling far too insecure: so you know, you haul out the “But I went to GRAD School . . . and GRADUATED” Anything to prop up the ego.
Sigh. I’m just not equipped. Slow learner I guess. I finally managed to take photo or two. Apparently, there is image stabilization on the camera, but I never found it. Clearly:
Nice shot of the LEAVES, Wende! Yeah, that was what I was going for!
To think IZ keeps trying to convince me I need an ipad.
And you can stop to laugh here too.
A Change of Light: A Change of photos for Mireio’s Liberty of London Lavender Sachets
The light is changing. . . Autumn is on its way. In fact, we woke up to a deluge, rain coming down in sheets. It’s clearing out the air and my thoughts are shifting from summer pursuits to all things pumpkin! Pumpkin bread, jack-o-lanterns, pumpkin pie. . . surely pumpkin spice lattes can’t be far behind? Wait, where was I?
It seemed like a good time to re-do the Liberty of London Lavender Sachets photos in Mireio. I’m not sure I’ll go this dark with all of my product shots, but I love the contrast of the dark background for the softer pastel Liberty of London Fabric. It’s a lovely juxtaposition and completely inspired by this change in the air.
What do you think?
We’ve learned to share a bathroom. . . and product.
Did you have a lovely Thanksgiving? Ours seems to be in full swing still. I should be painting upstairs, but instead this afternoon finds my family curled up in front of a fire watching an old Miss Marple episode. It seems like the right choice considering our weather took the arrival of “Black Friday” literally and it’s DARK outside. All raining, wet, storming, but thankfully, not that much wind.
We shared a wonderful Thanksgiving dinner with our very generous neighbors and friends. We’ve become this little family on the hill during the holidays– as all of us have people far flung and traveling from the Coast this time of year is tricky business. It’s such a great gathering of people. And while Geo is the only “child”, he’s so close to adulthood that he’s treated as such. Everyone wants to know his next plan in school and how he’s doing. Lots of hugs and concern for his loss (and thank you all for your prayers. He took the news poorly, got very ill for several days.) and his favorite drinks. He feels like he belongs, and that’s really what Thanksgiving is about. I hope your gathering of friends and family was truly blessed this Thanksgiving!