Tuesday, December 18, 2007
babies, buttons, bananas
It truly has been a good day today. The highlight of the morning as I donned my jacket with the hood because it was finally pouring buckets of rain outside began with very wet bangs as I came into my office to start seeing clients. I was grateful that the heat was already on, my office warm and my hair dried quickly. I neglected to use the hood. I'm glad it was warm because my first client came with her new baby in tow. I swear I was waiting to hold that baby. It would be the third visit with the new baby and the second time I was asked if I wanted to hold her. Is there anything better, anything that feels more wonderful than the warm circle of a new born curled up on your belly and chest? I don't think so. If so I do not know what it is. Awesome, wonderful, beautiful warmth. Tiny mouth folded into a tiny pink rose. Big black eyes starring into mine...what is going on in that tiny brain? Her mom and I talk and baby falls asleep on my breast and I am in Heaven. The hours ends too soon. At noon I went to lunch, planning to eat big so I wouldn't need dinner tonight before going to my last drawing class. After eating big (Mexican, lots of beans, lots of chips, one chicken enchilada) I went next door to the "scrapbook" store. Wow...I'd been there before, once a long time ago, must have been making something, decorating something, but today I was looking for buttons. Did they even have buttons? They did have buttons. I made a slow walk around the room, going up each aisle, looking at each and every display of tiny pictures, parts, pins, things that could be used for scrap booking, and I found buttons. Buttons in a bag for $5, buttons in smaller containers for $3, buttons, buttons, and finally a table of open containers of buttons for $1 a scoop, and finally, finally buttons for 10 cents a piece. And these buttons? These ten cent buttons were VINTAGE BUTTONS. And they were in deep red and off white and tan. Just the colors I needed, wanted for Ella quilt. I slowly picked over them, took out all the cool ones, all the ones I thought I could use on Ella. Just want she needed. Remember when I was a young girl I loved to sit in my grandma Ella's sewing room on the floor and open her big tin of buttons and sift through them. Looking at them carefully. They mesmerized me. I loved those buttons. So, Ella had to have buttons, and she definitely needed more third dimensional texture to her. More pizazz. And the buttons would give her that. I went to drawing class (#3 of 3) and sketched a large display of fresh fruit and a bowl and candle sticks. The fruit made me aware that I did not have dinner. So at one point I suggested one banana be opened. The teacher obligingly peeled back the skin of said banana. Then someone suggested someone take a bite out of the banana, that might have been me. I was hungry, not having had dinner, just a big lunch. She did. The banana was now giving off it's delicious banana smell. My stomach was churning. I could not draw another line. I reached up and took another big bite out of that banana. At the end of the class the teacher offered me the rest of that banana and I ate it before going home. I also signed up for two more classes (five sessions) in January. One in sketching and one in acrylic painting on canvas, both with the same teacher. Finally I got home and got to sew on the buttons. Ella now I think is officially done. I will sleep on this statement. Look at her in the morning and then decide for sure. And then I will photograph her in all her splendor and post her for all to see. She shines!