For some inexplicable reason, I love original portrait paintings, those odd ones, painted by unknown artists… particularly fun is to hunt for them in thrift stores and second-hand shops… I’m always on the look for them…  if you get lucky, you’ll always find some of the best bohemian looking portrait paintings ever.    

On President’s day, this past Monday our local Goodwill had a 50% sale going all throughout the entire store… everything 50% off.  That’s when I went by, and discovered this beauty!

I was super lucky to have found her! 
And only for $3

I always love to give my newly found treasures a name, and always look for it on the back of the paintings, in case it already came with one.  This particular canvas I just found was enclosed in some sorts of a removable wood frame… pretty, but I like the simpler canvas look better.  So, I removed the canvas from the frame, and that’s when I found the name of the girl in the painting...  

Jennelle!  Her name is Jennelle.  

Although the portrait is a little bit dark for my taste, and I would have preferred some livelier colors instead, I think she’s still beautiful, and it goes perfect in my gypsy room!

The land has been immersed in deep, deep cold.  All I can do now is look outside the window and wish, and dream and dream and wish away my days in flowers.

I’m trying out all the pretty fabrics that my bloggy reader-friend Barbara send me, and this week the sofa in my little bohemian-gypsy room is wearing the lovely peacock fabric with glitter all over it… 

It looks so pretty!

She walked forward to the melody of branches and leaves crunching beneath her feet. Leaves to ash, ash to soil, repeating until the Earth took its last breath... 

The smell of sweet decay lingered, reminding her of life instead of death, of a world that had the courage to begin again, of a soul that could shed its leaves fearlessly without the fear of becoming nothing. 

She closed her eyes and continued her pace, imagining what it would feel like to be in those woods, just as she had imagine what the meadow would feel like. A feeling of solitude crept in, and with it came the comfort of being hidden like a small child playing hide-and-seek, only she was both the seeker and the one who was hidden.

She walked with the specter of Adam guiding her amongst these souls, standing tributes to perpetual destruction and rebirth, and she felt at home. Just for a moment.

You’ve awakened to your purpose, haven’t you? Yet you’re still asleep while you’re acting it out. Have you got a purpose?

Your wings

already exist

all you have to do

is 

FLY!

Sunday morning... and after a coffee date at Starbucks early this morning with my lover, the ‘Fisherman’, I am here in my gypsy room immersed in some beautiful fabrics and embroidered Indian cloths that are just gorgeous… and all, sent to me by my friend Barbara Andino.  THANK YOU, my friend!  I love them, and I'm so thankful for thinking of me!

Some of these fabrics are so long, and beautiful that I’m sure they could be used as a sari… if only I could figure out how to wrap them around my body! 😉 

The sari is the symbolism of Indian femininity… it is said, it was born on the loon of a fanciful weaver.  He dreamt a ‘woman’, the drape of her tumbling hair, the colors of her many moods, the shimmer of her tears, the softness of her touch… all these he wove together.  He couldn’t stop.  He wove for many yards.  And when he was done, the story goes, he sat back and smile and smiled and smiled…  and that's how the sari was born...  

Imagine wearing these beautiful outfits and jewelry everyday…  isn't this type of clothing the loveliest of apparels ever!

For now, I’m using my fabrics here in my gypsy room...

...but as soon as spring arrives and our gypsy caravan is ready to be reopened again, this is where they will go… I can’t hardly wait to see what I’m going to do with these lovely fabrics in my gypsy caravan!

Spring is almost in the air… I can already sniff it, and my heart is starting to get afire with all these thoughts I have of spring and what I want to see and do in my garden!  Are you ready for spring?  Dreaming with flowers too?  Do share!