torsdag, oktober 20, 2011
Da har julestemningen kommet til Congrats. Vi har begynt å fylle opp butikken med de nydelige julekulene fra Arne og Carlos. Blir like glad hver gang en av disse små nøstene er ferdig strikket :)
torsdag, oktober 06, 2011
Litt reklame: Congrats har fått deilige luer strikket i Freestyle garn ut på Epla. Ta en titt :O)
Ellers er det egentlig litt deilig at det er høst og strikketid igjen. Godt å krype opp i sofakroken med tekopp og strikketøy når regnet øser ned utenfor.
Da passer det jo godt at nytt luehefte fra Arne & Carlos er på vei. Det blir nok til at jeg må prøve ut et par av disse også.
Ellers er det egentlig litt deilig at det er høst og strikketid igjen. Godt å krype opp i sofakroken med tekopp og strikketøy når regnet øser ned utenfor.
Da passer det jo godt at nytt luehefte fra Arne & Carlos er på vei. Det blir nok til at jeg må prøve ut et par av disse også.
tirsdag, juni 07, 2011
I am your parent you are my child
I am your quiet place, you are my wild
I am your calm face, you are my giggle
I am your wait, you are my wiggle
I am your audience, you are my clown
I am your London Bridge, you are my falling down
I am your Carrot Sticks, you are my licorice
I am your dandelion, you are my first wish
I am your water wings, you are my deep
I am your open arms, you are my running leap
I am your way home, you are my new path
I am your dry towel, you are my wet bath
I am your dinner you are my chocolate cake
I am your bedtime, you are my wide awake
I am your finish line, you are my race
I am your praying hands, you are my saving grace
I am your favourite book, you are my new lines
I am your nightlight, you are my sunshine
I am your lullaby, you are my peek-a-boo
I am your kiss goodnight, you are my I love you
I am your quiet place, you are my wild
I am your calm face, you are my giggle
I am your wait, you are my wiggle
I am your audience, you are my clown
I am your London Bridge, you are my falling down
I am your Carrot Sticks, you are my licorice
I am your dandelion, you are my first wish
I am your water wings, you are my deep
I am your open arms, you are my running leap
I am your way home, you are my new path
I am your dry towel, you are my wet bath
I am your dinner you are my chocolate cake
I am your bedtime, you are my wide awake
I am your finish line, you are my race
I am your praying hands, you are my saving grace
I am your favourite book, you are my new lines
I am your nightlight, you are my sunshine
I am your lullaby, you are my peek-a-boo
I am your kiss goodnight, you are my I love you
tirsdag, mai 17, 2011
torsdag, mai 12, 2011
Når vi var i Lillesand i fjor sommer, besøkte vi en helt utrolig koselig kafe, Den siste Glæde. Der hadde de et rom som het 365 øyeblikk. Rommet var dekket fra golv til tak med 365 polaroid bilder som kunder hadde levert inn i løpet av et år med små og store øyeblikk. Jeg forelsket meg helt i den ideen, og siden januar har jeg tatt bilder som skal brukes til 2011 - 365 øyeblikk. Siden jeg ikke har scrappet på 100 år, så har jeg ikke hatt noen plan om å gjøre noe med bildene i den rettningen. Men så ble det plutselig anleding til å scrappe litt igjen for en liten stund siden og jammen var det like gøy som det alltid har vært :)
Her er forsiden til det som skal bli albumet/ boken. Tenker å holde sidene rimelig enkle, inspiret av en I-phone app faktisk! Under er et bilde fra denne app'en og jeg ser for meg at sidene vil se omtrent ut som det, med noe mer tekst. Gøy lite prosjekt for resten av året og nokså sikkert langt ut i 2012 :)
Her er forsiden til det som skal bli albumet/ boken. Tenker å holde sidene rimelig enkle, inspiret av en I-phone app faktisk! Under er et bilde fra denne app'en og jeg ser for meg at sidene vil se omtrent ut som det, med noe mer tekst. Gøy lite prosjekt for resten av året og nokså sikkert langt ut i 2012 :)
onsdag, april 13, 2011
My verry good friend Traveling Mac has finally started blogging, and I am not just happy about that but literally rolling on the floor laughing reading every post. Funny, funny T-Mac. Definitively worth a vissit :) Enjoy :)
tirsdag, september 21, 2010
Lite tips til alle dere scrappeskruller der ute. Da jeg var på et av mine aller første scrappetreff for 5-6 år siden møtte jeg en meget hyggelig ung frøken som het Tanja Myrbråten. Hun har gjennom de siste årene blitt en utrolig dyktig fotograf, og har nå åpnet sitt eget studio i Tønsberg.
Jeg anbefaler alle en titt innom de flotte nye sidene hennes her: Fotograf Tanja Myrbråten, eller følg henne på facebook her.
Masse lykke til, Tanja :o)
Ønsker alle en fortsatt flott uke.
Jeg anbefaler alle en titt innom de flotte nye sidene hennes her: Fotograf Tanja Myrbråten, eller følg henne på facebook her.
Masse lykke til, Tanja :o)
Ønsker alle en fortsatt flott uke.
tirsdag, august 24, 2010
mandag, august 23, 2010
So I was recommended to read this book by Elisabeth Gilbert: Eat, Pray, Love. And I love it. Love it!! In fact we(scrappe/skravle/kose-klubb) found out that we had to make our own "Eat, Pray, Love" - challange blog to complete the experience and just enjoy the stroke of genius this book really is.
We decided to keep the blog just for us, but this is the banner I made for it (as many of you might recongnize this is veery inspired by two of my favorite photographers, Tanja & Charlotte) :
And my first E,P,L page is based on this paragraph from the book:
"I bought all those embarrassingly titled self-help books (always being certain to wrap up the books in the latest issue of Hustler, so that strangers wouldn’t know what I was really reading).
I commenced to getting professional help with a therapist who was as kind as she was insightful. I prayed liked a novice nun. I stopped eating meat (for a short time, anyway) after someone told me that I was “eating the fear of the animal at the moment of its death.”
Some spacey new age massage therapist told me I should wear orange-colored panties, to rebalance my sexual chakras, and, brother—I actually did it.
I drank enough of that damn Saint-John’s-wort tea to cheer up whole a Russian gulag, to no noticeable effect. I exercised. I exposed myself to the uplifting arts and carefully protected myself from sad movies, books and songs (if anyone even mentioned the words Leonard and Cohen in the same sentence, I would have to leave the room).
I tried so hard to fight the endless sobbing. I remember asking myself one night, while I was curled up in the same old corner of my same old couch in tears yet again over the same old repetition of sorrowful thoughts, “Is there anything about this scene you can change, Liz?” And all I could think to do was stand up, while still sobbing, and try to balance on one foot in the middle of my living room. Just to prove that—while I couldn’t stop the tears or change my dismal interior dialogue—I was not yet totally out of control: at least I could cry hysterically while balanced on one foot. Hey, it was a start.
I crossed the street to walk in the sunshine. I leaned on my support network, cherishing my family and cultivating my most enlightening friendships. And when those officious women’s magazines kept telling me that my low self-esteem wasn’t helping depression matters at all, I got myself a pretty haircut, bought some fancy makeup and a nice dress. (When a friend complimented my new look, all I could say, grimly, was, “Operation Self-Esteem—Day Fucking One.”)"
We decided to keep the blog just for us, but this is the banner I made for it (as many of you might recongnize this is veery inspired by two of my favorite photographers, Tanja & Charlotte) :
And my first E,P,L page is based on this paragraph from the book:
"I bought all those embarrassingly titled self-help books (always being certain to wrap up the books in the latest issue of Hustler, so that strangers wouldn’t know what I was really reading).
I commenced to getting professional help with a therapist who was as kind as she was insightful. I prayed liked a novice nun. I stopped eating meat (for a short time, anyway) after someone told me that I was “eating the fear of the animal at the moment of its death.”
Some spacey new age massage therapist told me I should wear orange-colored panties, to rebalance my sexual chakras, and, brother—I actually did it.
I drank enough of that damn Saint-John’s-wort tea to cheer up whole a Russian gulag, to no noticeable effect. I exercised. I exposed myself to the uplifting arts and carefully protected myself from sad movies, books and songs (if anyone even mentioned the words Leonard and Cohen in the same sentence, I would have to leave the room).
I tried so hard to fight the endless sobbing. I remember asking myself one night, while I was curled up in the same old corner of my same old couch in tears yet again over the same old repetition of sorrowful thoughts, “Is there anything about this scene you can change, Liz?” And all I could think to do was stand up, while still sobbing, and try to balance on one foot in the middle of my living room. Just to prove that—while I couldn’t stop the tears or change my dismal interior dialogue—I was not yet totally out of control: at least I could cry hysterically while balanced on one foot. Hey, it was a start.
I crossed the street to walk in the sunshine. I leaned on my support network, cherishing my family and cultivating my most enlightening friendships. And when those officious women’s magazines kept telling me that my low self-esteem wasn’t helping depression matters at all, I got myself a pretty haircut, bought some fancy makeup and a nice dress. (When a friend complimented my new look, all I could say, grimly, was, “Operation Self-Esteem—Day Fucking One.”)"
mandag, mars 30, 2009
...for så mange koselige kommentarer. Må bare få si at jeg setter STOR pris på det *stor klem til alle sammen* :o)
Ellers er føles det utrolig deilig å scrappe litt igjen. Må bare dele ut en stor takk til - til Scrap'n shit jentene som ikke bare er verdens herligste gjeng, men som også hjalp meg å finne mojo'en min igjen. You girls rock!!
Ønsker alle som titter innom en strålende uke.
Ellers er føles det utrolig deilig å scrappe litt igjen. Må bare dele ut en stor takk til - til Scrap'n shit jentene som ikke bare er verdens herligste gjeng, men som også hjalp meg å finne mojo'en min igjen. You girls rock!!
Ønsker alle som titter innom en strålende uke.
søndag, mars 29, 2009
søndag, september 28, 2008
Lot of stuff going on right now. One of my friends said "the universe is creaking" (dont know if this is the right english translation - she said "universet knaker") And I really feel that is so descriptive of how I feel right now. Everything happening at once.
I think it's imortant to take a time out now and then, to just be. For me this is often related to music. I love my little Ipod, packed full with all of my latest favs. And I think the l'Oreal commercial sais it best: "Because I deserve it" - we all do :)
This one is inspired by the word up at ScrappeMania - Because/Fordi.
I think it's imortant to take a time out now and then, to just be. For me this is often related to music. I love my little Ipod, packed full with all of my latest favs. And I think the l'Oreal commercial sais it best: "Because I deserve it" - we all do :)
This one is inspired by the word up at ScrappeMania - Because/Fordi.
lørdag, september 27, 2008
As much as I've always dissliked change, I have learnd to understand that to go forward change is necessary. When I saw the word up at OLW this week, I knew I wanted to make this with a quote from W. Edwards Deming. Used stash and papers from SIS-kit "The Social Butterfly".(love it-such fun colors)
søndag, september 21, 2008
Somewere in my foggy mind I was sure the deadline for Bad Girls top designer was tonight, but when I went to upload my layout i found that I was a day to late :(
Oh, well - not much to do about that. So here's the LO I made:
A trying to get my attention while blowing a boble. She's trying to say "look, look", but it turns out sounding like "goump" - ish.
This next one is made for a challange over at Scrap for a Cure. The task was to create a LO about me... so the journaling sums up some of the things I think I am:
Mother, sister, colleague, friend, Wannabe photographer, lover of art, creator of stuff...:)
Wishing everyone that stops by a creative and happy week.
Oh, well - not much to do about that. So here's the LO I made:
A trying to get my attention while blowing a boble. She's trying to say "look, look", but it turns out sounding like "goump" - ish.
This next one is made for a challange over at Scrap for a Cure. The task was to create a LO about me... so the journaling sums up some of the things I think I am:
Mother, sister, colleague, friend, Wannabe photographer, lover of art, creator of stuff...:)
Wishing everyone that stops by a creative and happy week.
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