My Love List :: What’s Yours?

Special thanks to MeganJane for sharing she likes purple’s   blog post & love list challenge. With that, I’ll start. 

:: the risk ::

I love an inspiring challenge.

I love the sound of rain tap-a-tap-tapping on an old tin roof and watching lightning storms seemingly dance over the ocean. I love the way light looks bouncing off my beaded garland on a sunny afternoon through my little kitchen window. I love simple, guilty pleasures to indulge my senses in. I love Starbucks iced venti skim mocha’s; especially sitting outside on a perfect spring day where that almost perfect light breeze is brushing your cheeks. I love the smell of autumn winds and the sounds of leaves rustling while the trees whisper.

I love custom gift wrapping in pretty colored boxes adorned with exquisite ribbons and perhaps even rustic branches tied on with twine. I love the smell of bookstores and the rush i get every time i walk into one. I love paging through old letters and diaries of people I never knew and imagining what their life must have been like. I love being connected with all that came before me. I love organizing, and making piles of trash bags to be wistfully carried away. I love finding that amazingly perfect conversation with someone you never expected outside at 2 am and staying up til dawn without ever realizing it. I love sunrises.

I love life’s little luxuries; breakfast in bed with cute pajamas on high-thread count, crisp and oh-so-cool white sheets. I love soft, cozy, squishy pillows that i can scrunch up and snuggle against; bonus points if they are cool. I love the sound of birds singing filling the air, and the way my cats crank their adorable little heads to watch. I love losing myself in a striking sunset and the joyous reminder that the world is filled with everyday beauty. I love old chandeliers with pretty prisms. I love hanging ornaments on a tree. I love google.

I love kitchenware; platters and pitchers and pottery that tells stories. I love using my grandmothers beat up old pots & worn down casserole dishes relishing the knowledge that her hands once were upon them as well. I love pausing for a moment, just to breathe that memory in. I love the original creaking, old, knicked-up hardwood floors in houses that are a century old and just begging to have their stories told. I love main streets and small towns almost as much as I love countrysides. I really do love dancing about when noone’s watching and fresh cut flowers strewn about the house. I love long, drawn-out and dramatic monologue’s and cheesy i-will-die-without-you-love speeches in movies. I love getting a french manicure and putting on a plush bright white robe after a shower. I love giggling when people fall.

I love writing letters with a micro-tipped  black ink pen on elegant stationery. I love envelopes sealed with a pretty sticker or better yet a wax seal. I love bakers twine wrapped around a stack of tattered old love letters with a strand just plaeading to be pulled. I love walking into paper source and touching every sheet of lush paper as I walk by it. I love pretty fabrics just begging to have my hands run over them. I ab-so-friggin-lutly love the genuine smile of a child at the precise moment you needed it or the kiss of a dog when you least expect it. I love serendipity. I love having the insides of my closets painted in pretty colors, and the suprise you get each time a door is opened.

 

 I love softly colored nature photos with smooth and silky bokeh. I love the smell of woodsy bonfires and the memories that rush back right along with it. I love going to Mt. Washington and peering over the city I was raised in. I love sitting amidst a crowd unnoticed and watching people pass by, observing them when they don’t necessarily know they are being watched. I love receiving a shipment of sharpies or caran d’ache watercolor crayons or faber-castell artist pens when every imaginable, glorious color is included. I love journals: small journals, big journals, journals covered in fabric, journals with pretty tassels, journals made by hand or laminated with eye-catching art. I love simple little moleskine journals, and elaborate journals with highly textured handmade paper. I love all the unclaimed dreams lying between each page. I love an iced-cold new castle beer on a sweltering hot summer day and a fresh white v-neck tee shirt paired with a pair of crisp new faded blue-jeans.

I love possibility. I love the never-ending plethora of options we have in life. I love the way words dance and I love talking in silly, nonsensical accents…just because. I love laughing; not just a simple  giggle or a slight chuckle.. but that from-the-gut super deep in-the-pit-of-your-belly laugh that often leaves you with tears running down your cheeks when you’re done. I love that life makes us smile, even when it breaks your heart. I love living, even when it’s not easy.. especially when it’s hard and delighting in the day it was all worth it. At the end of the day, I love being me and all the fateful flaws, hopeless optimism, oddities and eccentricities that entails. I love singing at the top of my lungs and not caring if it’s on key and the surprise that I was ‘caught’.  I love sarcasm, horridly bad puns and so-stupid-they are funny one-liner jokes. 

I love remembering all the things i hold dear, and truly love.

That… my friends, is my little list — for today anyway. I think i may just do this once a week, cuz’ boy oh boy did it make my day much lighter. I sense this coming on as a new theme for an art journal.

Now kiddos, let’s see your “love list”.

As she loves purple  said: “*I challenge you to make your own list. The only catch? You can’t include a single person you know on your list. No “I love the way my husband laughs” or “I love hearing my little girl call for me.” It’ll be tough, I know. (Think about it, I couldn’t include MOLLY on my list.) But this particular little exercise is about stripping away everyone who defines you and figuring out what you (not his partner; not their mother/daughter/sister/friend) love.”

Be sure to leave me a link to yours!

Warmly,
Chrysti

A Few of My Favorite Things…

“When the dog bites… When the bee stings…
When I’m feeling sad..”

It’s been one of those weeks.. that the VERY moment you wake up…
it seems as if…  E V E R Y   –   single   –   small   –  tedious   –   frustrating annoyance 
that you can possibly imagine starts to unfold…
and before you can even realize it..
you find yourself stomping around, grumbling, moping, sulking & muttering curse words under your breath …
(or in some moments, screaming them at the top of your lungs)

Soooooooo
Today I decided to step back..
take a deep breath…
and just focus on the little things in life I do so enjoy….
Please, allow me to share some with you!

“Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things”

Jaki G’s PhotosWOW! WOW! Did I mention WOW?

 Tribute to Jaki G

 1. icicles2b, 2. cowgirl, 3. icyberries, 4. my soft pastels
5. things that make me happy, 6. perfect landing, 7. purpleonstump, 8. sunset on the scioto
9. january berries, 10. tangerine sandwich, 11. persistent clusters, 12. around the bend
13. lavendar skies, 14. yellow, 15. golden flight, 16. squeezing the life from the day

Her Photos are nothing shy of amazing, and truly define the word awesome (inspiring awe or admiration or wonder)… the passion & respect that she has for life, photography and the exquisite beauty she sees within everyday things truly shines in her work. Whenever I need to be inspired, a quick pick me up, or just a random reason to drool … I head right over to her incredibly colorful  photostream…it’s chock-full of talent! Her cup does runneth over..
Now go grab a drink, and rush over to see JUST what I’m talking about!

“Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things”

Teesha Moore’s Play Magazine

 Teesha moore

HELLO??? Why oh why did everyone keep this such a secret from me?
I was FLOORED at this… I mean, I knew it would be beyond fabulous, but never in a million years did I expect it to leave me breathless. It truly is more like a mini book, then a zine. I was on the fence for soooo long about purchasing it, with money being so tight… it was a luxury I really shouldn’t afford… but boy, I sure am glad I did…I savored these, and continue to do so… FULL color pages, no ads, completely filled to the brim with inspiration…  Play is an utterly amazing piece of eye candy that is sure to wow you … If you haven’t started an art journal yet — You will after treasuring this!! Buy all 4 issues NOW while you can!! And best yet? The service is amazing, fast, and free goodies were even included!! So RUN not walk to get these! You won’t regret it! I’m also a subscriber to Art & Life .. yet another, truly incredible publication of hers.

Since I’m on an art zine kick .. I recently began my subscription to Artella .. I can’t sing it’s praises high enough… it will keep you busy for hours!! Plus? It’s filled to the brim with freebies & inclusions!!! It’s an incredible publication .. you MUST see this! Every now & again, i’m kinda glad pain pills send me on a shopping binge!

“Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things”
 

And now I’m off to partake in yet another one of my favorite things.. leisurely sipping a Venti Iced Skim Mocha from Starbucks, in the hot tub with Philosophy Cinnamon Buns Bubble Bath while reading and drooling over an art magazine!

“I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don’t feel so bad”

Until next timexoxo Chrysti