end of year reminiscence, pt III {road works}

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as i twist and tweak sometimes, i simply can't help myself. the tinyshop business has lead me up many roads already, and the one i'm trundling on right now, it's been a bumpy morning ride, but i think i've just headed uphill. i've only decided to merge woolfenbell and tinyWOOLF into one and only spot {since it will not do tending two blogs, even if one is to play shop only}.

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welcome to my new surroundings. how about this for an end of year reminiscence? i'm still adapting, and coming up for short breaths, so i expect no less of youse all. {and forgive me for older posts being thoroughly shaken by this new lay out. it can only get better.} ha-howl!

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andenne {ceramics} offensive

le fête flamande - the flemish feast

the days between december 25th and december 31st always come pretty serene, a moratorium-of-sorts to seasonal madness. {because one does get soaked in occasionally}. so, enamoured by a contented car engine hum, we drove our way to the belgian pre-ardennes, unaware of the historic importance of our intentions.

biscuit porcelain

our debriefing by the museum conservator offered us an hilarious introduction video
(informative but dated, both on the reader's and the technological side).

art deco ceramic tiling detail

we climbed two flights of impressive vintage stairs to break into a treasure's throve of art deco finery.

detail on vase

detail on vase

[making some pictures on the sly, i am a

little weary showing these.]

while precautiously concealing most images for courtesy reasons, i simply cannot deprive you of the sight of a small terracotta sculpture by adolphe wansart {1873-1954}. the unnerving simplicity of his couple d'amoureux mystified me. if i was to express love, i'd be tacitly tempted to offer you this.

{the art deco exhibition is on until january, 8th. it is so worth a detour into the valley of andenne, which will be officiated in 2014 * to do with the great war}  

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end of year reminiscence, pt II

with the window open a little to mild december air, a few more takes on the wallpaper side of the house. as i'm scanning snippets i steamed off last week, ideas {to work those paper shreds into a little project or two} fizz up like bubbles in a glass of champagne. 

how do you like this,  

and this 

or an alternative map of the world, for wallpaper relics?  

ending on a soft, warm and rolling note. i should really get both these ones finished first, but someow i always come up with the same excuse: i need a proper workroom first, before i can finish any started projects. yeah right, {as tinyWOOLF sighs inaudibly}. ☻

end of year reminiscence, pt I

[son's room then]
i did push most of the stuff
in adjacent attic room
so i had space
that, and a mattress.

an itch. it's been a year exactly since i moved in, in our new, old house. son residing at dad's, two doors down, i slept in one of the two attic rooms that seemed livable and sleepable. the chaos in all other rooms felt quite confusing. but i hid, and i hid well, watching the tudors season 4 on my notebook, whilest munching away on toasted ciabatta with melting salty butter, three year old cheddar cheese and the odd glass of burgundy red wine. those were, erm, one way or another, the days. ...

[my room now]

still. so glad to be one year later ... ☻ see, i've been at it again, stripping of paper off walls. downstairs now, we're slowly and definitely rounding up. plenty of wallpaper musings ran through my head, which explains a reminiscence of sorts. more to come this week, no doubt. first things first though: front room decorations (about time) and preparing a reception of 12. no worries. just the starters... hoping fervently you are having a jolly good time. ♥

corner view ≈ seasonal

first the weeks, then the days running up to seasonal festivities; those are the moments i cherish most of christmas and the new year.

the humming buzz, the rush {i am careful not take part in}, the occasional snow drop, carol music in the street, ice skating somewhere uptown or imaginary, the smell of booze.

you get the general idea, don't you? {and i know! totally ran out of another 'y' in holidays. oh well.} ♥ this week's theme seasonal on jane's corner view, hosted by francesca.