Bohemian at heart

I'm in love with these chairs....

And wish I had the guts to decorate my entire home in crazy Bohemian/gypsy style

Be extravagant on details...

(Love the ceiling-high plants and extra large art) 

Be fearless... be bold on color

Any combination of patterns would go...
the more the better

and no minimalist in me to accuse me... 

Be free to fill each space to the brim...

No bare walls allowed

Forget what others would say
Oh yes!

OK but what do I do with the "other" me?
The cluttered-free minimalist contemporary me?
Guess that's why 'this' me loves it here...

(all photographs: Pinterest)

Frida Kahlo

“I wish I could do whatever I liked
behind the curtain of “madness”. 

Then I’d arrange flowers, 

all day long, I’d paint  pain, love and tenderness, 

I would laugh as much as I feel like at the stupidity of others, 

and they would all say: “Poor thing, she’s crazy!” 

Above all I would laugh at my own stupidity. 

I would build my world which while I lived, 

would be in agreement with all the worlds. 

The day, or the hour, or the minute that I lived 

would be mine and everyone else’s  

my madness would not be an escape from “reality”.  

(Frida Kahlo) 

New Year's resolution of the gypsy at heart

Gypsy dreams

New pillows for the Gypsy Caravan...

Sometimes a tiny place is all the dream we need.

Imagine the crunch of rocks under the wooden wheels of a gypsy caravan train, the rhythmic motion rocking colorful porch lanterns which throw glittering rainbows as they catch the rays of the sun, swaths of rich tapestries and velvets, and the sweet tinkling of coin belts.  The freedom of taking yourself wherever you want to go, whenever. The call of the neo nomad.

Maybe the fairy is a bit more crone like now... innocence is lost at some point 

and that's OK when wisdom is gained in its place.

Mornings

I'm restless. 

Things are calling me away. 

My hair is being pulled by the stars again

(Anais Nin)

Otherness

"Her soul was too deep to explore by those who always swam in the shallow end." ---A. J. Lawless

Gypsy days...

The wistfulness of these autumnal days moves the mind to dream. 

By the natural withering of leaves and the shortening of days...    

Autumn places a ruby jewel in our hearts

It brings out the gypsy in me...

So I've been hiding in my gypsy world a lot lately...

Reading

Dreaming

Hiding secrets in jeweled filigree journals... 

                                                                       

Long fringes gypsy shawls

Mad hair

Shoes in the colors of rainbows

A bunch of happiness in a bouquet

An eclectic, fun and always-welcoming room

A room bursting with color, texture and patterns

Mixing and matching patterns to my heart's content.

Embracing the carefree, the relaxed and the unusual... 

Browns, terra cottas, gold and jewel tones...

Saturated purple, fiery orange and electric blue...

Whatever is good for your soul....

Do that!!  

Are you a hippie/gypsy at heart?

Free spirit

Summer of firefly memories...

A firefly illuminated summer night...

“People never grow up. They might be adults on the outside, but inside they were all just children. They only needed the opportunity to act like children. She watched admiringly at her...” 

Free spirit

In my gypsy world...

Gypsy dear home...

The gypsy's song...

I have a dream, a song to sing

To help me cope with anything

If you see the wonder of a fairy tale

You can take the future even if you fail

I believe in angels

Something good in everything I see

I believe in angels

When I know the time is right for me

I'll cross the stream, I have a dream

I have a dream, a fantasy

To help me through reality

And my destination makes it worth the while

Pushing through the darkness still another mile

I believe in angels

Something good in everything I see

I believe in angels

When I know the time is right for me

I'll cross the stream, I have a dream

I'll cross the stream, I have a dream

I have a dream, a song to sing

To help me cope with anything

If you see the wonder of a fairy tale

You can take the future even if you fail

I believe in angels

Something good in everything I see

I believe in angels

When I know the time is right for me

I'll cross the stream, I have a dream

I'll cross the stream, I have a dream