Wednesday, December 26, 2012

stepping stones

Oh I'm no good at this bloggin' thing lately! I've been busy you see. December has been a month of making choices- well, initiating choices I made the previous month. A few weeks ago I moved from Hurstbridge to my Dad's house, for various reasons including a need for peace and quiet, to spend time with me Pappa, and perhaps get some volunteering done down at Coal Creek. That's a big maybe, I have to look after myself first and foremost.



Packing things always takes a little longer than it should for me, because I like observing how the things build up in the tin or box, then I take their photo. I never curate what goes in there, but somehow though they always end up complimenting themselves. 




It's made me realise I miss doing found object photography, there's a peace and harmony to taking photos of little things next to other little things. Most evident in the fact that I only took pictures of little things in tins!




 

Of course, once you pack, sooner or later you gotta unpack.Which is the bit I like the best, because I get to re-discover all the lovely things I have (yeah I pack them for a week and I forget I have them) and lay claim to a room. Nesting is important for peace and contemplation- I'm at a point in my life where I have  A LOT of things to contemplate.


Trinny's taking it easy on the bed while I do all the unpacking. Models are such divas..! She's a bit annoyed at me because I took her picture without her wig on. She don't like it when I do that.



Though I've only been here a few weeks I've already come a long way in terms of peace, both inner and outer. I've planted up a herb garden, discovered the local salvage yard, had a market stall (I plan to have more), established which thrifts are good and which ones aren't worth the walk more than once a week, reorganized Dad's kitchen and made a huge pile of things to take to the junk meet in town next month.All of which have given me a great dose of contentment and satisfaction.



What I haven't done a lot of is make things! My work desk isn't set up properly, and I guess cause it's been about 3 weeks now it's not a priority for me. I'm updating the shop here and there (there's free shipping worldwide in there till December 31st!) but I'm taking the path of patience with that one. It'll come when it's time, I'm in no rush. Which of course means I'll probably be crankin' it out in less than 24 hours!

6 comments:

Beatnheart said... Best Blogger Tips

yes don’t fight it ...let whatever happens happen in its own time...I find when I fight it it gets fucked up anyhow...so let it flow and let it go sweet sister.

fancylinda said... Best Blogger Tips

Your photos are lovely and interesting to look at, and a nice way for you to be creative, even if you don't feel like making things. It sounds like you are in a good place at your Dad's. I hope you get to do some volunteering - that helped me a great deal when I was going through a difficult time. My best wishes to you for the New Year. May you be good to yourself, and may you stay creative, in whatever form that takes!

Flotsam Tide said... Best Blogger Tips

Oh my, these photos and view into your private world are so incredibly lovely. You make packing look gorgeous and have such wonderful things. My packed stuff looks raggle taggle in unsightly boxes scrounged from grocery stores. I would love to see you sell some of these photos as prints in your shop. I could gaze at your tins and these contents for hours... something new is always revealed. Trinny made me laugh.. your vision is just beautiful.

Alice said... Best Blogger Tips

Well I absolutely hate packing but you made it look like an art form!

I'm glad you are settling in and taking care of yourself.

Wishing you peace and contentment in the new year.

fanciful devices said... Best Blogger Tips

oh magical boxes drool! I'm so glad you're in a peaceful home now.

martinisfor2 said... Best Blogger Tips

God Bless you Penny. I would say you are in the right place now. Be patient and your life will bloom once again.

omg! You call that packing?!! I call that fine art you'd see in a book or gallery. I am also drooling...