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I'm looking around my cube at work and realizing that I've accidentally decorated in vignettes. Orange and green, modern, cartoony, fun stuff is on top of the filing cabinets (with purple as an accent).
Black and white, quotes and photos is on the back wall, mostly greeting cards evenly spaced with buttons in between.
The front wall is softer green and cream with red as the accent and a words leit motif -- a photo of an antique typewriter on a cream background, two green and cream prints, a paper doll in a party dress of red words, red roses wrapped in green and cream musical notes paper and ribbon, a cream candle shaped like a Victorian lamp.
Even the flat paper cat that looks like mine has a little photo of kittens that look like they could be hers underneath, and Buffy and Angel are forever separated by a three-headed monster on top of the monitor.
The chances of mom decorating with any of these actual items is slim to nil -- particularly the action figures. But the arranging of things into little groupings? That's her all over. She has little clumps of 40s kitchen implements, of 1800s kettles and breadbowls and crocks, of perfume bottles, of iron keys.
I just realized when I hung up the roses and got absurdly pleased by how they completed that section how very much I am my mother's daughter.
Also, thank you to everyone who commented on my last post about my mother's illness. I will reply to everyone eventually, but it may take a little while.
Mer
Black and white, quotes and photos is on the back wall, mostly greeting cards evenly spaced with buttons in between.
The front wall is softer green and cream with red as the accent and a words leit motif -- a photo of an antique typewriter on a cream background, two green and cream prints, a paper doll in a party dress of red words, red roses wrapped in green and cream musical notes paper and ribbon, a cream candle shaped like a Victorian lamp.
Even the flat paper cat that looks like mine has a little photo of kittens that look like they could be hers underneath, and Buffy and Angel are forever separated by a three-headed monster on top of the monitor.
The chances of mom decorating with any of these actual items is slim to nil -- particularly the action figures. But the arranging of things into little groupings? That's her all over. She has little clumps of 40s kitchen implements, of 1800s kettles and breadbowls and crocks, of perfume bottles, of iron keys.
I just realized when I hung up the roses and got absurdly pleased by how they completed that section how very much I am my mother's daughter.
Also, thank you to everyone who commented on my last post about my mother's illness. I will reply to everyone eventually, but it may take a little while.
Mer
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Date: 2004-04-02 12:36 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-04-02 01:00 pm (UTC)Huh. I kinda do that too... and I'm sure my mother doesn't do anything of the kind.
You've never been to my house, but -- you should see the Sherlock Holmes collection that's currently arranged over my kitchen doorway, apropos of nothing. Two little busts of Holmes and Watson that a friend gave me, a number of little replica vintage pub signs, the deerstalker hat I bought in the other Cambridge on our high school class trip, and the "Baker Street" Underground sign magnet that
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Date: 2004-04-02 01:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-02 01:34 pm (UTC)It being a Friday and me being overtired, I read the last word in that sentence as "vinaigrettes" the first time through. Which, though inaccurate, gives an interesting image.
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Date: 2004-04-02 01:43 pm (UTC)Mer
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Date: 2004-04-02 01:59 pm (UTC)[ madly competitive creativity will now be shackled and returned to its cage. ]
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Date: 2004-04-02 03:12 pm (UTC)Overall I think it's nice without overdoing it.
*hugs*
LMG
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Date: 2004-04-02 05:30 pm (UTC)In my cubicle: Two Lord of the Rings posters. A figurine of Zahn from Farscape. A child's drawing done by a coworker's kid. A few nice cards, one of a cat, one of fruit done up to look like faces. On the only empty shelf space available, a tray of scented candles and a tiny zen garden. A twisted piece of metal from those report holders that my intern made last summer as a joke, we called it modern art, a tiny plastic Bubbles figurine, a ribbon of cow pattern pinned to the cube divider. Cartoons like Foxtrot and Cathy, and a small metal gargoyle.
The rest is a collage of work--schedules, meetings, a giant wall calendar, reminders, emails of things I need to remember, pricing charts.
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Date: 2004-04-19 01:45 pm (UTC)Mer
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Date: 2004-04-08 10:06 pm (UTC)no subject
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