A personal project
The pause is the time I can just stand and be.
Quiet and strong, I bask in the peaceful moments of rest.
I am worn and old, my shine long gone and now my patterns tell of stories I have watched unfold.
I am many things, where you stop, where you start, where you feast. A place of creation and lighter and fun, I hear all the heated words and childish quarrels and feel age weight of the looks passed above me.
I am the centre of your home and if only you can hear the tales of homes gone before you would hear that your home is one of the great ones.
Bedroom decoration planning
41st birthday afternoon tea
Facetime Storytime with Nana
Flowers and Spring arriving
Zoom dinner dates with friends
For 100 days, I am taking a photo of my dining table top.
It's a challenge.
Some days it's really hard, I am uninspired, there is nothing happening. It's quiet.
Other days I can't stop! I take multiple photos, recognising how much the table sees of our lives.
I recognise that the ebb and flow of creativity seems to follows my levels of energy and mood in general. But I keep getting back up even when the going gets too tough.
This is my place to document them. Share those moments in a more permanent place, a little but of accountability.
They might not always be pretty.
But they are always real.
I shall write up the recipes
I shall post up the photos
I shall make small comments that will remind in days to come what happened.
It is in fact my photo diary. My visual journal of my life.
"Mummy, I love you downstairs and I love Papa upstairs"
- Clement aged 3.5