Resistance is Futile
February 6, 2006
Help me I think I’m falling……..(apologies to Joni Mitchell.)
This morning I’m heading down I-95 for a visit with Cristina and Herr Pfaff, the original sweet-talkin’ ladies man. Recently I was bitten by the Log Cabin bug. I thought my years of knitting log cabins had made me immune, but I caught a particularly virulent strain by breathing the air here and here. This led me to places like this and this, where I bought many half yards and fat quarters of fabrics for the re-decoration of Carrie’s room. (If you think yarn is hard to resist, try saying no to Plovers on Light Blue. I was lucky to get out of there without a mortgage.)
Carrie’s chosen theme is Words and Letters, and the colors chartreuse and periwinkle, but we quickly branched out. We found fabrics with mere suggestions of typography, and many Japanese fabrics with words that we don’t understand but we like even more because we don’t understand them, and other fabrics that did not come in the ‘right’ colors but were too beautiful or thematically right to pass up. The Japanese words led us to Japanese imagery without words. (I particularly adore the selvedges.) You can see where this is going: a theme of No Theme, or a theme of Stuff We Liked When We Were Googling Fabrics Online. We don’t need no stinkin’ themes, do we?
In re: the decoration of kids’ rooms, here is a book I like. The rooms in this book are actual kids rooms. Nothing matches, and the objects are the children’s real belongings, junky plastic and all. (Surrender to the junky plastic…..BE the junky plastic…..) The rooms are not decorated so much as inhabited by calm and humorous spirits. A reminder of how fleeting is childhood, how soon these rooms will return to being studies or spare bedrooms, with nary a Plover on Light Blue. It’s a bummer to think of that, but it does make this stage really sweet.
Wish me luck as I learn to cut and piece!