all the colors

Jan 21, 2012 - 0 comment(s)

for so long I’ve wanted to stamp it. my look – on everything. yes. stamp stamp. create create. but i’m like a crazed squirrel running willy nilly after too many nuts showered from the heavens, or an oak tree…

what? -you say. oh you know exactly. -I say.

half stamp – look to the left, carve stamp more, look to the right, carve something different.

A little J bird said, Sabelle, that’s what they call me. Okay that’s what one person calls me & I like it so I’m going to use it This Is My Story, back to the point. J bird says, Sabelle, you’re Creativity from The Book of Qualities* and I said, surely not! Too big of a compliment. J bird – yes yes! but you are see?

And she’s right – I love all the colors. I love rococo art ladies with all their ruffles and flounces – for shame. I love modern Japanese design. nothing. bare. And I love a deep drink of red velvet. and I love unbleached muslin. I love dark detritus and curling and secretive and I love light so bright it hurts your eyes with dust flecks floating honestly.

right this second I’m quite happy I gobble up all of it. Yes. Gobble.

Range I’ll be calling it. Like all the colors and all their palettes on a wheel.

*The Book of Qualities = the best book ever. My all time favorite. Chances are you’ve received it from me if you’ve known me for just 1/2 a min.

Gifts

Jan 19, 2012 - 0 comment(s)

Small and simple coincidences that feel like the sweetest kind of gifts are being given to me today:
Meeting a man with great style – I’m telling ya, I love a well dressed gent.
Running into a fabulous potter with a beautiful spirit who gifted me two lovely bowls. I have inspiration for my pottery class now.
Meeting a really lovely potential model for f/w12. Starting to feel trickles of inspiration to start again.
Having a new theme song – stuck in my head. With the right tempo for my life right now.

This Little Piece of Gloriousness shared by my pal Angie: An Open Letter to the Fat Girl I Saw at Hot Yoga – yep it’s hysterical – and it’s also well put – about the point of yoga (or as my grandma calls it – yogurt).

This lineup of meals – not because it’s a “cleanse” but because it’s 2 weeks of healthy vibrant good-for-your-soul whole foods.

Elopements, Bonfires and Bicycles.

Jan 14, 2012 - 0 comment(s)

It’s such an honor to be featured on Tracey’s Blog, On a Bicycle Built for Two. Tracey showcases gorgeous weddings, vendors and sources, not to mention the important support she gives to the lgbtq community. Thanks for inviting us to take part Tracey. Visit On a Bicycle Built for Two to see more.

Photos by Ashley Fleetwood and Amanda Sattler

Design on the vine

Jan 13, 2012 - 1 comment(s)

I’m so busy – it’s working out. Keeping my eye flitting with purpose to The Next Thing. Such fun things are percolating.

I’m having the pleasure of working with the talented Kyra Dosch-Klemer once more (whoop whoop!). Kyra always asks these questions that get my intense heart fluttering a mile a minute.

We’ve been talking good design recently. A little known secret – I love me some modern spartan design. Yes. With no frills. No fruff. Gracia trys to beat this out of me, but it creeps back in the guise of “early primitive antiques”. And the quote of all design quotes – “Simplicity is the highest form of sophistication” (-Mr. Da Vinci). It’s about guts really. If you wear, make, live with just barely enough – then all your bones, intentions, and talent show don’t they? Or the lack of good bones, purpose or any talent… yepper. Simple means courage in my little corner of the design world.

So this fella, Christian Jackson, -he combined fairy-tales and damn good simple design. Whoa. Heaven for me.

And my favorite:

Yes indeed. Brilliance.

spring.

Jan 12, 2012 - 0 comment(s)

I love the beginning of things. Mornings – especially like this one full of bright sunlight and fog hanging in the valleys. There’s a dress in here friends.

Beginnings like:

the first sip of coffee or wine.

the glimpse of s slip of fabric turning into magic.

and a hellebore’s sleepy head rising from a cold ground.

I don’t know about you but I’ve been waiting on winter. I need a little cold snap and a soft snow falling to feel like I’m ready to start anew. Today felt so like spring I couldn’t begrudge being stood up by winter any more. I let it go and threw my arms wide to spring… Now it’s bound to snow

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