8.23.2016

golden fields + a few things


A few things:

1.  Reading a book called Big Magic by Elizabeth Gilbert.  I guess these photos are sort of my passion project / me letting my artist child out to play.

2.  Looking back on old blog posts and found one from college where I heard a man named Mark Edmunson speak.  The advice and point of view I took from that lecture is exactly the same as the one I am now reading in Big Magic...It's crazy how things come back around and life has it's way of reminding you of exactly what you need, at just the right time.  

3.  I designed this Free People dress, all sold out now :(, and it feels great to be wearing it in a field somewhere in Woodland Hills, California.  I could stare at those golden fields all day.



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here and now


Right this very minute, I find myself in a weird position.  I've just returned from the magical mecca that is the island of Bali, spent a few days at home in LA and now I'm in Philly for a quick work trip.  I usually revel in those the bittersweet days when we return from Bali, still reminiscing and dealing with the culture shock, still thinking about all the things we designed and inspiration we soaked in, the sights, sounds and smells good and bad, the exhaust from 50 motor bikes at a round about or the smell of home cooked mie goreng wafting through the air in front of the little roadside warungs.  I love it all, and this is usually the time I'm remembering it all, but that got cut short because sometimes you are floating on a cloud of ignorance for a minute and then life gently slaps you in the face to wake you up.
On top of my day dreams being cut short, my body has been all sorts of outta whack.  Sinus headaches, insane jet lag, neck pain from flying, and weirdly enough my hair hasn't been its normal consistency for a week or so, not sure what happened there.  I'm not one to have unusual physical ailments or issues that get in the way of my daily routine, but damn--when all you're trying to do is hustle and your body is like "um, no" its all sorts of frustrating. 
So finally, probably just now getting to the point, I'm in Philly.  Tired, a little bit hungry, probably dehydrated, and somewhat defeated.  Today, I was challenged, like I hadn't been challenged in a while.  It was pretty scary, just because I wasn't expecting it.  And just like that when I needed confidence and good vibes the most, they were gone.  But after a few pep talks from some wise people in my life I realize I just need to be myself and own it.  Why is something so obvious and "duh" so difficult?  As soon as I start to face a challenge I find myself retreating and trying to blend in with the wallpaper.  Having the courage to be yourself and be confident is hard, y'all.  Still working on it, and probably will always be.  A minute ago I was thinking about all the strong women in my life, my mom, my grandma, etc...and what they would say to me if they were here or understood the situation.  Knowing that those women would probably look at me half in disbelief and half scolding, like, "why are you even letting this bother you.  You are better than this," really helps.  Here's to tomorrow, courage, and all those strong women in our lives.

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a few things: gratitude

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workspace: creating magical storage


Morgan and I came up with the idea to build a simple, and very functional, shelf for my workspace so I could store all my supplies and be able to access them quickly and easily in a small space.  I'm definitely on a copper wave right now, so we decided to use copper pipe and pine boards, and try to keep it a little modern and natural.  So, how to do you style a shelf to look magical/uncluttered/yet cluttered/organized/functional/beautiful!?  
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what the desert taught me


A couple weekends ago my best friend and I road tripped to Moab from Salt Lake City, Utah.  We hadn't planned on spending the night, but when daylight started to escape us, we decided driving 4 hours back to Salt Lake was a terrible idea and staying in a dream-like tent was a much more solid idea.  After that was decided, one quick trip to the dollar store had us feeling like humans again after a long desert day.  It's amazing how a tooth brush and face wipes can change your outlook on life.  The next morning we woke up, put on our same ridiculously non warm dresses from the day before, campfire smell and all, and set out on the next adventure.
The desert that weekend was like an old friend, I had met her before, but it had been a while since we'd hung out.  She was colorful and beautiful as ever, unchanged by time.  Its amazing how fast things change everyday in our world yet the desert and her intricate rock formations stay the same, for millions of years.  The giant pillars and arches of rock were steadfast and strong, unwavering even in the wind, reminding me of their strength with each passing glance.  
I took a little bit of that energy and strength, from the desert home with me.




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