Moisturiser, Memories, and Melbourne

Aesop Body Balm - click image for details

Aesop Body Balm – click image for details

I adore exquisite smells, the scent of lemon essential oil, the aroma of coffee roasting, the perfume from flowering rose bushes, the spicy hit from freshly squeezed ginger and pineapple juice, the greenness of basil leaves and newly mown grass, and the minty mist of toothpaste, yes toothpaste.

At the end of last year I was given some Liberty ‘money’ by a dear friend – a gold coin representing a certain amount of pounds sterling. It’s an innovative twist on the gift voucher. Already I was feeling special. Cue time for a guilt-free luxury treat from Liberty, probably, the most gorgeous store in London.

The choice du jour? Aesop Rejuvenate Intensive Body Balm which I’m also indulgently using as a hand cream. It smells delicious. The fragance of tangerine rind, vanilla, and sandalwood transports me back to a time driving through the Italian countryside bursting with orange groves, on the way to another friend’s wedding reception.

Talking of toothpaste, the balm comes in those old school metallic tubes.

And Aesop the company is based in Melbourne (which is in the top five of my favourite most liveable cities). This is what it says on the about page, on their classically clean site:

“Aesop values all human endeavours undertaken with intellectual rigour, vision, and a nod to the whimsical. We make every product with the same attention to detail that we believe should be applied to life at large, taking into consideration the climate and environment in which you live and work.”

“We advocate the use of our products as part of a balanced life that includes a healthy diet, sensible exercise, a moderate intake of red wine, and a regular dose of stimulating literature.”

(Me nodding furiously, yes, yes, stimulating literature.)

With all the memories of international travel, a company that champions my values, and just feeling royally pampered, this is a treat that does more than moisturise my skin.

Hurrah for gift vouchers.

What treat or gift has led you down memory lane?

Take Time to Remember

Sunny Side Up c. 1998 by Megan E. Evans / Butcher Paper, Newsprint, and Pastels

I’m in the process of moving. Yep, I’m packing up my life and putting it all in boxes. Dates and details are still up in the air as to where my husband and I will move, but we keep charging ahead with the preparation.

One unique and interesting gift about packing up, sorting through, reorganizing, and throwing out is that I keep running across memories.

Trinkets, papers, pictures — many old and recent memories. At first I thought it was just going to be overwhelming (and to be honest, it is at times). But it has also opened up a new aspect in my creative life that I haven’t addressed in a while: it has helped me remember.

I do not often take time to filter through memories of where I’ve been before. For example, I came across some drawings and collages I did in college when I was in architecture school (which I transitioned out of). I had forgotten about some of those projects, and I haven’t looked at them in over twelve years. It’s interesting to see how far I’ve come since then in my design and creation, but I could still see my design “aesthetic” peeking through, the beginnings of my creative self, and glimpses of who I am today. And remembering is helping me through my current transitions, giving me hope of what is ahead.

When was the last time you did this? Have you taken the time to “look back” recently? Does it give you energy to realize where you’ve been?

If you haven’t tried reflecting and remembering lately, I encourage the experience!

Take time to remember where you’ve come from; it could greatly inform where you are going.

where craftiness comes from: building memories

for like ever wood sign by williamdohman - click image for more info

The one thing that I love about craftiness and creativity is how it brings us together. In a world where things are fast and everyone seems constantly in a hurry, creating is the one thing that helps us to slow down and take stock.

No matter what the activity is, from sewing with friends to crafting with children, we naturally slow down and relax into the here and now. It gives us space to breathe and time to think. It lets us laugh, and just have fun.

How many of you remember the times spent at art classes or with parents or grandparents creating something? It wasn’t always about the finished product that you created but the time you spent creating.

It’s the memories we create that live on, sometimes much longer than the activity itself.

I remember one summer, I babysat my younger cousins who were 6 & 8 at the time, 3 days a week for the whole summer. We spent those days creating scrapbooks of places they’d like to visit on vacation and learning about the cultures of other countries. Eight years later, we still talk about the fun we had that TV free summer.

The scrapbooks weren’t perfect and the information in them is out of date, but the memories have stuck like glue. I think sometimes we can let these opportunities slip by through busyness and the feeling that we don’t deserve or haven’t earned the time to relax. But it’s amazing what an afternoon of fun creating can do to clear your mind and help you focus next time you need to be on the ball.

Creative sparks of brilliance come when you least expect them.

I think our creativity comes from inside our clever brains and our happy hearts. Sometimes we just need to stop, listen, and give it time to come to the surface.

Do you agree?

Memento Vita: Remembrances and Gratitude

My very first post here on Scoutie Girl asked the age old question, “What is Art?” It started an interesting conversation in the comments. In the seven or so months since, I am still exploring that question, or rather a derivative of it.

What is art good for?

I carry a moleskine or the like wherever I go to jot down ideas, or take notes on what I see and hear. Last week when I was going through some I found notes I’d written in response to a Renoir show at the Philadelphia Art Museum over a year ago. I have never been a huge fan of Renoir. His work all looks alike to me and is somehow too pretty. What I learned at the exhibit surprised me and helped me understand why he worked as he did, and why I was not in love with it.

Renoir began drawing and painting as a child working in a porcelain factory, creating decorative china. Discovering a talent for painting, he went on to become a painter of great acclaim, but he never lost the idea of art as decoration.

The purpose of painting is to enliven the walls.

Now I am not sure all his contemporaries would agree, but it is true that he lived in a time when art had become something for the privileged, and held an elitist place in society. Renoir was determined not to intellectualize art, but I believe he was unusual in that.

My art history is rusty, but I believe this began during the mid to late Renaissance and continues to this day. What is interesting to me is that for the larger part of history, art had a purpose in function and informing. The earliest art we know of – that of cave dwellers – had a purpose that is uncertain, but certainly a purpose beyond decoration.

The purpose of the paleolithic cave paintings is not known. The evidence suggests that they were not merely decorations of living areas, since the caves in which they have been found do not have signs of ongoing habitation. Also, they are often in areas of caves that are not easily accessed. Some theories hold that they may have been a way of communicating with others, while other theories ascribe to them a religious or ceremonial purpose.

Later, in Egyptian art, we see great luxury going into decorative arts, but also there was purpose to much of it, and so it goes until around the 1500s. Even during the Middle Ages, when some great cathedrals were built, the elaborate decoration was representative of the Glory of God. Stained glass scenes were illustrations of Bible stories to teach the illiterate.

So, what does all this mean you might ask? We live in a time where some art still has a place in high esteem and intellectual theory, and where more people than ever are creating some kind of art. Supplies are available and affordable, and digital photography has opened that field to the masses.

I think that indicates it is time to bring some function back to the arts.

Much of my searching and writing here has been about how to do that.

The past month gifted me with an opportunity to try an idea out and I think I am on to something. I had been thinking about offering personalized images for significant events or celebrations. A woman I know had asked me to personalize one of my tree pieces with names and date for a wedding gift. This made me think about how to take it further and actually create a piece with images that would mean something to the recipient.

My dear friend John lost his uncle last month. They had been really close and he was pretty torn up about it. He sent me some photos he’d taken in fall which he and his uncle both loved. He also told me he was working on a poem to honor his uncle and wondered if I could somehow do something with this. What a coincidence, I have been thinking about doing this exactly!

The result is what you see above, and my new service is called Memento Vita, Remember Life, because even at a memorial service I believe we should celebrate a life rather than mourn a death.

In my never ending concern for the life of the planet, I created this awareness piece yesterday. I plan to do a series with crows as I have an inexplicable fondness for them.

Art with a purpose. What do you think? How else might we create art to have a function at a time when we desperately need change?

where craftiness comes from: the courage to create

peaceful path by artdivacompany - click image for more info

Creativity comes in waves. Some days it’s full on and others it’s lacking that oomph. It can be just what you were expecting, or it can completely surprise you.

Having spoken to many different people who began their creative journeys at different walks of life and from very different upbringings, it has occurred to me that, like so many things, there is no one right answer. No one thing that sets us up to be more creative than others.

The one thing that sets “creatives” apart from others is that we actively do creative things.

As much as creativity can be encouraged throughout childhood, in the end it’s less about where our craftiness comes from and is more about the courage to let the creativity shine through. This isn’t just for those who follow a creative path, but also for those who choose creativity as their down time. There are so many other things we could fill our time doing that we need to remember that creating is special.

There is a beauty in allowing your mind to wander or to stop thinking about everything else for just a little while.

There is something amazing about being able to create something, however wonky or perfect that it may be, that you can never get from pulling it ready-made out of a box. It’s the feeling of accomplishment that comes from seeing something turn from materials into finished product. It’s the memories that the action created.

Creating is an expression of you. It can be a meditation or just a way of proving to yourself that you can achieve something today. Being able to use our creativity is a gift and I think it’s something to be thankful for, even if it doesn’t always turn out the way you were hoping.

Do you think so too?