A Heart A Day #11

Day #11. Today’s heart from me to you. Another rainbow coloured heart. Using pencils, fineliner and ruler.

What are your thoughts on self-compassion? Are you as kind to yourself as you are to others? The way your mind speaks to you, would you accept that from anyone else? Share your thoughts and – if you wish – create a heart or take a picture of a heart you found. Use #aheartaday.

With love,
Tess

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[I love love and I love hearts! But oh, there’s too little of it, this world needs more love. So let’s change that, step by step. Away with pessimism. Away with hate. Let’s fill this world with love. And hearts. To show compassion towards each other, towards the planet, towards ourselves. It proves to be difficult for so many of us. But instead of judging it’s more meaningful to show love, to respond with love, to act out of love. Say it with hearts.

I’m sharing A Heart A Day. Homemade. Every day I will create a heart and post it on this blog. Will you help me make love and hearts spread like a contagious but healthy disease?]

A Heart A Day #10

It’s Gay Pride in Amsterdam, so for today’s heart from me to you I thought I’d stick to the colours of the rainbow. This heart turned into my morning meditation, then got me into a drawing-flow.

Gay Pride and compassion are an interesting duo, I think. We celebrate that everyone has the right to be who he or she wants to be, no matter what sexuality. Pretty compassionate. Yet so many people have something to say about some other’s sexuality. Judgement seems to be around the corner. Especially on days like these.
But what if all people judging others would start with themselves? If they would start to feel, listen to themselves. Would they maybe be surprised to hear a total new story, to see a whole new picture, that isn’t influenced by parents, friends, neighbours, isn’t influenced by someone else’s story and opinion? Would that make them more compassionate? In my ideal world, yes, it would.

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[I love love and I love hearts! But oh, there’s too little of it, this world needs more love. So let’s change that, step by step. Away with pessimism. Away with hate. Let’s fill this world with love. And hearts. To show compassion towards each other, towards the planet, towards ourselves. It proves to be difficult for so many of us. But instead of judging it’s more meaningful to show love, to respond with love, to act out of love. Say it with hearts.

I’m sharing A Heart A Day. Homemade. Every day I will create a heart and post it on this blog. Will you help me make love and hearts spread like a contagious but healthy disease?]

The colour-hunter

Today I received a card from a friend, and some words she’d wrote down for me coincided with a little day-challenge I gave myself. She wrote “…no matter how dark the days can be sometimes, you always manage to see light and make your life so colourful!” Her timing was perfect and her words touched me with all their might: after a couple of dark days – or more, weeks – this morning I’d given myself the challenge to go colour-hunting. As I felt I needed to see more light and colour again.

I sometimes give myself a single colour at the beginning of the day, with the simple challenge to notice that colour during that day. Where ever I go. It’s amazing how the whole day seems to burst with that given colour. You should try it! Today was multi-colour day and the colour-hunt brought me lots of colour, which was marvellous on a very grey-gloomy day.

 


These are some of the treasures I discovered today. Blue stood out somehow. Maybe as a tribute to my “little blue lately” ;-)

Which colour will you be hunting tomorrow?

Fulfilling

I received some lovely pictures from Australia! A few weeks back someone ordered two Christmas cards through Etsy and asked me to write and send them to two lovely boys. And they arrived! Look at the result…

That’s heart-warming… Very well done Lewis! And exactly what I hoped my cards would trigger (whether you’re 8 or 80). Happy me!

And, as if my day couldn’t have started any better already after the beautiful pictures from Australia, I also got promoted on Instagram via @AAApromotion. They featured my Christmas tree!

What a day… I’m content and I’m gonna share this feeling of contentment with you. If you still haven’t found the time to write your Nan, lover or lovely niece and nephew a Christmas card – and I know the thought is nagging! – you’re at the right address. I absolutely LOVE writing and sending the card for you. The thought that you can sit back and relax and have yourself a Merry Little Christmas, is so fulfilling to me. So, as Christmas is approaching real fast, just place your order with the address and text before December 20th and I will do the rest!

Obsessive love

Dear reader, I’m in love! Or maybe “obsessed” is more accurate. The lucky bastard: Dick Vincent. A Manchester-based illustrator – whose work you may have seen in Flow Magazine par exemple – that won my heart about a year ago with his watercolour-illustrations. And since then I follow him where ever he goes: Instagram, Etsy, facebook… *sighs*
I’m drooling all over his work and desperately heart every picture he posts to Instagram. But when he posted the new print of “The Log Lady” from Twin Peaks (the series is returning in 2016!) he really set me on fire. Whoooosh! I mean, that clearly means he and I are meant to be – if he loves Twin Peaks and its characters then I don’t need any more proof.

Twin Peaks' Log Lady by Dick Vincent

Twin Peaks’ Log Lady by Dick Vincent

But before Dick Vincent is requesting a restraining order to stop me from getting any nearer, let me be clear: I’m exaggerating of course. However, I do love his work immensely. The dry sense of humour, a certain love for pets and other animals, simple yet (mostly) colourful and detailed – I can’t stop looking at him, er…it. With his amazing fantasy Vincent – who graduated from Manchester Metropolitan University in 2007, having studied Illustration with Animation – always manages to put a smile on my face.

The best people love cats and dogs. Another of Vincent's prints.

The best people love cats and dogs. Another of Vincent’s prints.

In the new year (currently December-broke even though it’s only November) I’m gonna treat myself to the fantastic print of the Twin Peaks‘ Log Lady. Excited already! Dick also showed us a little painting of Twin Peaks director David Lynch on his blog, so I’m hopeful this means the start of a Twin Peaks series of portraits. I would love to have Cooper, Harold the Orchid man, Andy, Lucy , Leo “New Shoes” and Nadine on my wall too. Do it for me Dickie, do it for me!
If not, I’ll expand my Vincent-collection with the pictures of Mark Twain and his marvellous friends. All is fine by me, really Dick. Just promise me to never give up on illustrating. And tell me you love me… my! Christmas cards too.

Who doesn't want this Peruvian farmer and his larma on the wall?

Who doesn’t want this Peruvian farmer and his larma on the wall?

 

 

Contentment

Cycling home after a lovely afternoon spent with a friend on a terrace, I spotted an amazing sky!
However, sitting on my bike and holding a bottle of wine in one hand – no, I’m not an alcoholic drinking whilst cycling, I had just bought a bottle – I wasn’t really able to take a snap shot.
And okay, yes, I could have stopped.
But enjoying that sky, sun setting, the wind playing with my hair…
Not a fan of hassle, I simply couldn’t be bothered stopping.
I was enjoying the moment and still full of a lovely Saturday.
The moment, the feeling of contentment, mattered more than having it on film.

At home, browsing through my pictures, I remembered this one.

Sun setting Same street, Jan Evertsenstraat in Amsterdam, couple of months ago.
Another enchanting sky.
A bit more cloudy than tonight’s sky.
But, you’ll get the picture.
And I’m happy with my decision of just enjoying the moment.

Grab it! Or how my interior picks me.

The study Interior Design makes me think a lot about my own interior and it can be eye-opening at times. Recently one of the assignments was to make a mood board that resembled my own living room, that breathed the atmosphere of my own house. Just practice. And it got me thinking; I wasn’t sure if I my interior could be boxed in a certain style? It needed research. Going through the theory books that are the basis of my study I discovered a style called, and doesn’t this sound amazing, the intuitive style.

 

Gotcha.

 

I live in a little apartment, on my own. In this house you’ll find what I tend to call a Mix ‘n Match interior. Finds, vintage, cheap stuff, too-much-money-spend-on antiques, furniture from the blue shop with the yellow letters. Nothing matches really, not many things belong together, few things are sets. But it all works. And visitors feel at home. Most of the time. Even amidst my famous clutter and sky-high piles. And always I wonder why. Why does it work…? Why do people feel at home in my abundance of colour and textures. Nothing is thought through really. I never think “Well, what style do I like, what will I choose? Oh, let’s opt for…!” So how does it come together?

 

This is how it mostly goes.

I find. Things. A lot of things. Or maybe they find me. Sometimes I get them from someone else (always a tricky one). I hardly ever go out with the one goal to buy a so-and-so, unless I really and most urgently need it. A chair just happens to be at the right place at the right time. Then I walk in. And the chair screams “Pick me!!!” and I do. It feels good. Love at first sight (never happens with men though…). And that’s the whole point of the intuitive style, to me. No endless thinking and measuring. Simply check how it makes you feel.

When I do go out to find something specific, I often end up buying something I don’t like (or I find things I don’t need but that still yell at me). Which is why in these cases I apply the trick of buying the best choice, at that blue shop with the yellow letters for example. These buys are mostly things that I label “to be replaced at a certain point in life by a certain replacement that picked me”. And I always trust that the replacement will appear, whether it be right now, a week later or in 10 years.

I can't make it any less chaotic...[ The mood board I made with bits and bobs that I found in my many drawers and pictures from old magazines. I choose 3 big pictures to form the background; pictures that breathe my taste. As you may notice, I like colour. But don’t think my house is all pink and glittery! I simply have a thing for flowers, prints, delft blue, ceramics, beads, pictures, piles of books and stuff, buttons, ribbons – I LOVE ribbons – fabrics, tea cups, glass… well, you get the picture. An indeed, you’ve got it right: I tend to be very clumsy, although my brain will stop me the moment I climb on a pile of books on a chair. My brain just picks a chair that spins around its own axis. ]

 

I love my things and furniture; they make me happy when I look at them. I bond really well with my teapot. The dining chair I upholstered myself still makes me smile. And maybe, because I really love them and they make me feel happy, they work well together? When friends ask me for interior advice “because they don’t have that feeling” that’s what I tell them: as long as you buy it because it somehow makes your heart jump with joy, it makes you smile, I don’t think you’ll make terrible decisions.

 

However, I could say all this above is my pitfall at the same time. I don’t think of a strategy. I don’t decide on a style, because I’m not really looking to label my style. At times this makes the assignments of my study a challenge within a challenge and I guess it tells a lot about me…

In reality an interior designer often works for clients who have their own style and taste. If that taste isn’t yours, you will have to let go of your own taste because it’s about the clients new interior. Secondly, there is a time schedule to stick to. A design for a bedroom, bathroom or kitchen can’t wait untill the right bathtub, sofa or table has found its way to you. You will have to go and find them. Sketch the ideas, draw it, make mood boards. Decide on colours and materials. And present that to the client. That is your responsibility. That is your job.

 

Groundbreaking discovery. Challenge to be grabbed with both hands.