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Tuesday, 28 June 2011
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Wednesday, 22 June 2011
My (dream) studio
Maybe I should just call it my office?
Nope, it's a studio.
A place of reflection, of creativity... a space just for me.
If at all possible, I think it's a good thing, a sound thing, to have a space of your own in your home. A place to chill. A refuge.
So, what goes in it then?
Hmmm.
My long folding table I bought at the auction house years ago in Wynberg (Cape Town, South Africa). I went there for the auction, but preferred what the auctioned pieces were sitting on!
A comfy chair - preferably with wheels, as I dynamically go about my multi-tasking (as per usual haha).
A bookcase - for all my art and crafty books, and all those Katie Fford and murder mystery novels that I probably will never read again, but don't feel like taking them down to the charity shop just yet. Oh, and lots of photo frames of beloved family members of course.
Gosh, this is going to be one large bookcase! Floor to ceiling I think.
Or just install a deadbolt. The basics first, of course. Desk, office chair, computer, printer, files. Ample stock of paper clips and Pentel Rolling Writer pens, black, medium. Then, the rest. I’ve thought a lot about how I would want it to look, and what I’d want in the room, from simple things to never-gonna-happen. It can’t hurt to aim high and then figure out how to do it on a budget, right? I figure there’s a lot of HGTV and DIY Network in my future. All that said, here’s my wish list: For soul: many, many bookshelves For wall colors: deep red and turquoise For texture: leather, wood, silver, some mercury glass For comfort: a window seat and a comfortable chair (Love this leather chaise…have no idea how to buy it or a price. It’s a dream piece, for sure) To sip: coffee or Penfold’s Shiraz Cabernet For mood: music, windows with a nice view Little things that make me happy: a cup full of sharpened pencils, and an endless supply of fireballs If I could add a one more thing to this list, it would be a fireplace, but my room is on the top floor, and that’s probably not an option, at least not anytime soon. But a deadbolt? So is.
Nope, it's a studio.
A place of reflection, of creativity... a space just for me.
If at all possible, I think it's a good thing, a sound thing, to have a space of your own in your home. A place to chill. A refuge.
So, what goes in it then?
Hmmm.
My long folding table I bought at the auction house years ago in Wynberg (Cape Town, South Africa). I went there for the auction, but preferred what the auctioned pieces were sitting on!
A comfy chair - preferably with wheels, as I dynamically go about my multi-tasking (as per usual haha).
A bookcase - for all my art and crafty books, and all those Katie Fford and murder mystery novels that I probably will never read again, but don't feel like taking them down to the charity shop just yet. Oh, and lots of photo frames of beloved family members of course.
Gosh, this is going to be one large bookcase! Floor to ceiling I think.
Or just install a deadbolt. The basics first, of course. Desk, office chair, computer, printer, files. Ample stock of paper clips and Pentel Rolling Writer pens, black, medium. Then, the rest. I’ve thought a lot about how I would want it to look, and what I’d want in the room, from simple things to never-gonna-happen. It can’t hurt to aim high and then figure out how to do it on a budget, right? I figure there’s a lot of HGTV and DIY Network in my future. All that said, here’s my wish list: For soul: many, many bookshelves For wall colors: deep red and turquoise For texture: leather, wood, silver, some mercury glass For comfort: a window seat and a comfortable chair (Love this leather chaise…have no idea how to buy it or a price. It’s a dream piece, for sure) To sip: coffee or Penfold’s Shiraz Cabernet For mood: music, windows with a nice view Little things that make me happy: a cup full of sharpened pencils, and an endless supply of fireballs If I could add a one more thing to this list, it would be a fireplace, but my room is on the top floor, and that’s probably not an option, at least not anytime soon. But a deadbolt? So is.
Thursday, 16 June 2011
In Christ Alone
Thinking of Robyn... with her funeral being tomorrow...
This hymn by Stuart Townend & Keith Getty is a firm favourite of mine, I well up every time I sing it. 'For I am His and He is mine, Bought with the precious blood of Christ.'
~
this Cornerstone, this solid Ground,
firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace,
when fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My Comforter, my All in All,
here in the love of Christ I stand.
In Christ alone! who took on flesh
Fulness of God in helpless babe!
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones he came to save:
Till on that cross as Jesus died,
The wrath of God was satisfied -
For every sin on Him was laid;
Here in the death of Christ I live.
There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain:
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave he rose again!
And as He stands in victory
Sin's curse has lost its grip on me,
For I am His and He is mine -
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.
No guilt in life, no fear in death,
This is the power of Christ in me;
From life's first cry to final breath.
Jesus commands my destiny.
No power of hell, no scheme of man,
Can ever pluck me from His hand;
Till He returns or calls me home,
Here in the power of Christ I'll stand.'
'In Christ alone my hope is found,
He is my light, my strength, my song;this Cornerstone, this solid Ground,
firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace,
when fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My Comforter, my All in All,
here in the love of Christ I stand.
In Christ alone! who took on flesh
Fulness of God in helpless babe!
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones he came to save:
Till on that cross as Jesus died,
The wrath of God was satisfied -
For every sin on Him was laid;
Here in the death of Christ I live.
There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain:
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave he rose again!
And as He stands in victory
Sin's curse has lost its grip on me,
For I am His and He is mine -
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.
No guilt in life, no fear in death,
This is the power of Christ in me;
From life's first cry to final breath.
Jesus commands my destiny.
No power of hell, no scheme of man,
Can ever pluck me from His hand;
Till He returns or calls me home,
Here in the power of Christ I'll stand.'
~
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