Time For Inspiration
07.20.2012 I love the aged. I love time-worn.
I love pieces and trees and people that have histories and stories and that have LIVED and experienced.
I often forget this as I see something new and shiny. I get caught up in the IKEA frenzy (and yes, I look forward to doing so again). I want slick and easy.
But again and again, I'm pulled back to the dusty interiors of antique shops. (Not those kind where everything is fixed up and expensive, but the ones where you have to move several boxes to discover the box of rusted keys lying on the floor.) Again and again, I find myself bringing a book up to my nose, allowing the yellowed, decaying pages to kiss my face as I inhale the warm stories told not by the words...but by the scent of age.
This is my inspiration.
What's yours?
Namaste.
aged, antique, inspiration, time-worn
Reader Comments (3)
Lisa, this photo is so beautiful. Like you, I like things and people who have experienced life. I like laughing lines on people's faces, I love listening to the tales of another life from older people... We are missing so much is this obsession with the new, we are losing history.
(Ana - again I do not have an email for you - I hope you are getting these responses!)
Ana, I'm so glad you understand this! Yes, history and the beautiful stories that can inform us when we forget...
thank you so much for you kind comment...and connection.
xo
Lisa
This is what I love about living in Santa Fe and northern New Mexico... I am surrounded by history and dust and ancient treasures of all kinds (from Anasazi ruins to thrift shops!), and while there are the usual big box stores, they are thankfully relegated for the most part to one part of town. Living in northern New Mexico, I always feel like I am not in the confines and constraints of the U.S., and that is a good thing.
My inspiration is looking out my front door to see a dilapidated old barn, a field overgrown with 'weeds,' an apple tree, a small adobe building across the driveway that has become my studio, and a mountain in the near distance. All this, just 2 miles from the center of town. That's a good juxtaposition.