Still life ..... each with a different story

I love placing little stories around the house ... someone passing may just see a cluster of silver spoons wrapped in lace siting on a sideboard ... I see my mormor's ( Swedish grandma ) silver spoons that she collected every year for me as a child until I was sixteen .... I wrapped them in a piece of lace given as a gift by someone special ... 

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my darling, precious mormor ...... 

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My beautiful mother made this bust ... she had it in her art studio in England ... I begged her for it .... I dont think she thought it was any good but I loved it .... oh she hummed and hahhed .... but of course she gave in .... when I see this I see my mother on that day surronded by paint, canvases and the winter sunshine that seeped  through her studio windows ....

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I saw this in someone's studio ... they weren't selling it ... I went there for an entirly different reason ... but it was Jo, my husband  staring at me from the wall ... the artist agreed to sell it to me ... it was his birthday coming up so I painted it white ... to go with our living room of course ... and when I see it I see Jo of course ... he loved it by the way ..

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I made this one christmas ... found a wreath and wrapped lace, string of lights and muslin strips around it ... I then placed white decorations on it  so I could keep it up all year round ...  (all decorations were special finds with a story or gifts from various close friends )  .. I now have it hanging below the chandelier in the bedroom .... 

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This bust has the best story of all .... years ago I went on a writing holiday to complete an album I had coming out .... I rushed out to get lunch halfway through completing a new song ... I bumped into a lady ... trails of the song still singing in my head ... she wanted me to come in for tea .... I said I was too busy ... ... it was raining, she was cloaked in a old blue raincoat and and had been made invisible by time ... I didn't see her ... really see her ... she asked me again,  she said she was lonely ... I just saw an old lady ... she only lived across the road ........ the song I was writing at the time was about really seeing the heart of the person and not the outside .... I eventually agreed to have tea ... for surly that was what life was about ... the meeting of hearts ... not the 'doings' .... we had an amazing time .... she gave me this bust before I left ... a reminder to always look in ... look in at the heart ... 

have a lovely weekend Madeleine x

 

 

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