Today is the third day of Kat McNally’s August Moon. I have participated in her Reverb projects in December as well as her April Moon offerings, so it was a no brainer for me sign up for August Moon again this year. it comes at just the right time for me, I believe. There is a lot swirling around in my head and heart these days, and I’m looking forward to using the opportunity that August Moon gives me to work through those things that are rattling around inside of me.
Today, for August Moon Kat gives us the following to think about:
What do you love?
Today we’re going to delve a little deeper. We’ve had a think about what it is that we do. Now let’s make some space for what we love.
Look at your CD or vinyl collection, iPod, iPad, radio presets, Spotify, Pandora… whatever it is you listen to. Look at your bookshelves, magazine subscriptions, Netflix choices, your DVD library, the shows you tend to record.
What sort of artwork do you have on your walls? How or what appears in your photographs? What sorts of cookbooks are you drawn to, especially the one you don’t use but keep buying? What sorts of collections to do you have, on display or otherwise (e.g. receipts, letters, newspaper clippings, vintage typewriters, thrift store finds)?
What sorts of themes can you detect? What do you tend to be drawn to?
I’ve been thinking about this since it hit my email yesterday. Stuff like this is harder for me than it probably ought to be. If that makes sense.
The things I love? Stories. And the ways that we get to tell them or capture them. It feels like it should be much more profound than that, but really, I think that’s about it.
I wish I were home right now; I’d take a picture. If you were to look around my office, you’d find books on umbra’s Conceal bookshelves holding an assortment of books. And a built-in bookshelf full of more books. And a few vintage cameras. And an old-fashioned school desk, holding an old leather camera bag. And photos of people who are important to me in collage frames and on photo ledges and set out on the coffee table and my desk, sprinkled in among the books. There is paper and pens.
In the living room and the bedrooms and the hallways, there are more photos. More pictures of places that capture me and people who matter to me.
And our sweet furbabies – Cobbler, Bourbon, and Blackberry. Which means there is hair. Everywhere. I wish there weren’t, but it is so incredibly difficult to keep it corralled.
There isn’t much color – mainly because we rent and because we can’t agree. I knew when I got married to Sweet Husband that football was a Big. Deal. I didn’t realize how big of a deal it was until I came home with a blue and white duvet cover for our king-size bed (which we needed – all of my linens were for a queen-size bed). I’d found it on clearance for $25 with matching shams also on clearance. It helped that it was the prettiest thing I’d seen in six stores of shopping and fit well within the budget. When I got the bed made up, and was so excited to show it SH, he looked at it and said, “I’m not sleeping under Dallas colors.” (for those without the cultural background knowledge, I’m a Dallas Cowboys football fan – their colors are blue, white, and silver; he is a New Orleans Saints football fan. His bedroom at his granny’s was completely decked out in Saints gear – Saints bedspread. Saints pillow cases. Saints throw rugs. Saints curtains. Saints throw blankets. Saints posters on the walls.) He has since come to embrace the blue and white but I have to be very careful. I recently picked up drapes for the living room (on sale) that are silvery grey. First comment? “Are you turning this Dallas too?” *sigh*
However. I did recently paint furniture a cheery, bright yellow. In our kitchen, we have framed vintage advertising postcards from New Orleans. So we have splashes of color along with our photos and books.
It sounds a bit boring, doesn’t it? Our main vehicle for decoration is photographs and books. I swear it’s a lively, comfortable place. (& I haven’t even talked about the porch. That’s a whole ‘nother thing right there) Y’all are welcome anytime.
My musical tastes tend to run along the lines of story tellers. Way back in the day, I was a member of the Hair Nation, and I can still get excited about 80s rock, but these days I tend towards folks like Paul Thorn (if you don’t know him, please, please, please, please…check him out. If he comes near your city – go see him. He is a hoot live! At least follow him on Facebook, dear lord. If you are in need of a laugh, Paul Thorn will give it to you. I went looking for the Christmas post that almost made me pee my pants because I laughed so hard, but I couldn’t find it), JJ Grey, Mumbo Gumbo, Jimmy Buffett, Bruce Springsteen, Marty Stuart, Mary Chapin Carpenter, Audra Mae, the Mynabirds. There’s a lot of other stuff in there – particularly a lot of female singer-song writers, but these are the ones I come back to again and again.
Stories. People. Places. Memories.
What do you love? Let me know in the comments!