One of my all time favorite stories (both the book and the film) is Practical Magic. The story is wonderful and sweet and I seriously covet that house!!!!!
The clothing the Aunts wear, the incorporation of magic into everyday lives, serendipitous moments that mean something. It is all so rich and wonderful!
The kitchen and the room right next to it that has all their potions and plants and tools in it are I think my favorite rooms. They are light, airy, full of wonderful vintage items and magical things.
But then I love the darker richer salon room with all it’s lovely leather and candles and old wallpaper.
Can’t you just picture yourself curled up in this chair, with a cat on your lap, the blustery wind and rain pounding on the roof a fire in the fireplace, a cup of tea, and a good ghost story?
I have the tea, tea cups, cats (a plenty!) and ghost stories (anything by Barbara Michaels)… I just need the house.
Every detail is perfect! I think I could loose myself in here for hours.
All these lovely pictures and thoughts make me ache for more… not sure how to put it into words, just more… more richness, more meaning, more magic, more serendipitous moments. I want to feel full with life’s magic, heady with it’s perfume.
I am working on more wonderful faerie costumes for a huge magical celtic forest themed event coming up soon but I am feeling not truly full and magical enough. I want to be working with spider’s silk thread, gossamer fabrics and faerie dust. I want to hear the faeries whispering in my ear.
I go to the beach and I want to get into the water, immerse myself in it, breath it, taste it, see the fish and the coral with all it’s magical color. But then I want to swim like a mermaid not as I do in my human form.
I want to fly like the birds, play in amongst the tree branches.
I want to see stronger colors… like the mood and color palette of the 2006 film Peter Pan. The colors in that movie were so surreal and dreamy.
I want to go to a school like Hogwarts and learn… everything!
I am so blessed in my life, I do not want to sound ungrateful. I live a life most people would be thrilled with, and I am. I adore my life, my art, my work, my husband, my kitties, I just want more. To feel like a child again and run and jump with abandon, loose myself in my imagination and playing. Do you know what I mean? Do you ever feel that way or am I just in a funky frame of mind. My girlfriend and I are planning a trip to Sedona soon. I have a feeling that will help. I know all this desire is just a need to be more deeply connected with the universe and my soul, my inner muse. Just can’t seem to get there. Wow… cosmic stuff, thanks for listening.
Anyway, I promised several days ago to post my mermaid party pictures, I still haven’t got them from the photographer yet. As soon as I do I will share them with you. It was so beautiful. In keeping with the sentiment I expressed above the centerpieces of this party were so scrumptious, so wild that you just wanted to crawl in them and LIVE there.
To tide you over I will show you these two pictures that my husband took at the end of the party in the dark of the night. The table glowed with the little lights I set into the centerpieces. The pictures are a little hard to make out but they convey the feeling well. Very fun!
See you in my dreams, hopefully it will be in technicolor!