Wednesday, September 26, 2007
This little interior is by my own hand. This blog was originally intended for showing my art, but even a place where i can write about my dreams, desires and, if you're lucky, my worries and anxieties.
Here. -in the blue bedchamber, here i would recieve my friends, i could really fancy myself lying stretched out on the heavenly, peach-coloured, quilted satin bedspread, dressed in a cherry-red velvet dressing gown and shriek and chortle with enjoyment; flipping through and reading books and magazines. On the beauiful, Louis XVI commode, placed, for instance, out of view between the two windows would be placed a huge samovar supplying me with endless cups of hot tea. It is a petty, banale dream, i know.- but can one blame me for wanting to just encase myself in a cosy little cocoon when the world is so cold and merciless? I'm too weak for this world right now. It's a hopeless situation, and most days i can see no way out, except for when i daydream away...for looking at this world and present, leaves no hope at all. I imagine myself in the library of an elegant, but not too grand little chateau, or an english countryhouse from the Stuart-period. Its walls would be covered with portraits of loved ones, family, friends and pets, beautiful paintings of landscapes, not that one would need the escape, for the house would be surrounded by vast gardens that grew everything one could need, vegetables, fruit and flowers, there would be a beautiful orangery, the whole world around it entirely unspoiled and full of life, but not overpopulated. All my loved ones, and their loved ones should each have such houses and gardens of their own...and so my thoughs flow...and keeps me from being useful.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Today i'm cheerful. -my little "conservatory" appears to be successful! The lemon-tree is in full bloom and tiny little embryo-lemons are showing up, oh! And the blossoms smell ever so sweet, spreading their delightful fragrance in the whole room. Then there's the little fig plant that has grown considerably though i thought i had killed it last winter. -it now carries no less than four little figs that are soon ready to be plucked. My "conservatory", you see, consists of a tiled table on wheels, placed up against my only window. It also has a fiew geraniums and a little olive-tree i bought last spring at the nightmare-palace R.O.O.M, oh, how i loathe R.O.O.M! -i mean really, i'm not ironic. However, the little olivetree bears numerous little bundles of little olives-to-be. I'm so pleased with my little conservatory, i almost feel like a respectable person.
Yesterday i was delighted to discover that one at Chaikhana can buy Mariage Frères teas by the gram so that one doesn't have to buy a new tin each time one runs out. -the tins are gorgeously pretty by the way, but costs twice as much as a paperbag of 100 grams. At last i could refill my tin of Ruschka wich had been standing tragically empty for months now. Oh, How can something be so exceedingly delicious? I cried and i laughed, and i was so happy!
Monday, September 17, 2007
One thing i ardently covet right now is a big, red, cast-iron teapot fromThe-ô-dor available through their online-store.
One can browse through and purchase the sweetest, most gorgeous teas in exquisitely pretty little tins, and other beautiful related acessories as well. Some of my favourite blends are: Maître Fang - green china tea with a delightful taste of ginger and coconut, Pêche mignon - green tea with peach and pineapple, Toupet de legumes - Black tea with tomato, courget, pepper and redcurrant with rose and peony-petals.