It is evident that I post an excessive amount of photos that include the inside of my home as either the background or as the subject matter. If I have any regular readers (thank you, if i do!), then you are probably like, “seriously… is this chick going to post yet ANOTHER picture of her “studio”? Or no, let me guess… one of her cats!”
Well, I love to take photographs. I don’t have much opportunity for travel, and generally I don’t get out much between my home on a patch of grass with some trees, and day after day in an office cubicle… so the majority of my photographs get taken in or around my home, with much of the same subject matter. The occasional day trip takes me to to a scenic forest, or if i’m lucky, a visit to Boston or New York City. But until I am free from to live somewhere fascinating, or travel as I please… I invite you into my home, where I will do my best to entertain you. I hope over the years these images of my home, my cats, and my humble life, will on their own tell a story of a girl who just wants to take pictures, make art, inspire people, make them giggle once in a while, and create beautiful spaces.
With that said… I have more pictures in my studio. And more cats.
Today I thought I would, in the form of a blog post, memorialize a vase that has been in my home for years. It has lived on many shelves, in many corners, of many rooms, but most recently it has held the big burst of colorful flowers you may have seen in my studio. The flowers are fake of course, the vase really just a cheap thing from the craft store, but i remember when i first put it on this shelf years ago…how happy the vase of flowers made the room feel.
I am a believer that there is a lot more to a “nice house” than expensive furniture, and fancy things. It’s not about impressing people… it’s about the feeling people get when they enter a room. Calm, happy, warm, cozy, comfortable, clean, romantic… these are adjectives that describe an atmosphere that can be achieved with moderate physical effort, a few discount stores, and some creative solutions.
I just happened to take these photos about a week ago, featuring Stewie and the Vase. I had recently moved the shelf and the vase to a new corner, and this quickly became his new “favorite spot” to oversee the studio activity.
Now if I was smart, I would have known better than to leave a top heavy ceramic vase filled with giant daisies on a shelf where the cat frequents. It was only about 48 hours after I took these photos, when at about 2 in the morning we heard the crash that brought certain intruders through the back door of the studio. Heart racing, baseball bat and 911 buttons in hand we made our way to the studio and found the shattered vase on the floor. Nobody had broken in…
Stewie tried to blame Olive. Olive tried to blame Stewie. Sorry Stewie Buddy… i think Olive’s got this one. We have photographic evidence. Licking yourself won’t make you look less guilty.
Oh well… I easily moved on. It really wasn’t my favorite vase, and I was over it as soon as i realized we were not experiencing a violent home invasion, my cats had not escaped out the broken door into the darkness, and i could go back to bed.
This room still contains plenty of happy without a vase of fake flowers… but it’s neat that I have a few pretty pics to share.