Wednesday, April 30, 2014

enterprising women

Right place right time- a couple months ago I popped into their space while waiting for the shop next door to open: 
Enterprising Women Making Art (EWMA) run through Atira Women's Resource Society in downtown Vancouver. They have a little store front where women from the downtown east side can make and sell their crafts and art. They also have a workshop studio space as well, and after going in there and chatting, I volunteered to teach a book binding class for them. Today was the first time in 4 or 5 years I collected my supplies, went shopping and made a lesson plan to teach a class. Over 2 1/2 hours I made books with 7 different women. Some people were in and out after whipping up a single book.  Some stayed and decorated in detail. One was quite wary of what we were up to but in the end stayed and made a second book, just the 2 of us. It was a really great afternoon.  They asked me back to teach again in May. 

I love making things by hand and the experience working around a table with others. This simple book is satisfying to make as the end result is quick, and impressive even for the novice. And the fact is, it is something that I have made myself and sold to help fund things in my own life. I hope the ladies enjoyed the day as much as I did. 

Monday, April 28, 2014

With one it's all the things that remained unsaid. The other, it seems it's all the things that were

Sunday, April 27, 2014


Two words. These two words.

my darling

These two words. They wreck me. Send me into emotional disarray. I am at the utmost blissfully feeling loved. Or I am reduced to tears by the love. Or the love I long for.
These two words. The only time I have the experience myself, they are spoken to me almost exclusively by my parents. They've always done it. Not every conversation but it is an endearing notation both in letters and in person. I made the request only once that an ex use this as a pet name for me, but it sounded wrong and he only ever indulged me one time. I did however date, over the years, a couple of English blokes and man- if the English don't know how to do it well. If I even just think of them calling on me I still smile.  It just rolls off their tongue and sounds like the most natural most endearing thing ever.

These words are currently foremost in my mind because I've been watching Downton Abbey.  What is it about an English accent saying my darling that just gets me and makes my heart ache?