Wednesday, March 18, 2009
The purple type reminds me of those old mimeograph machines. I remember my teacher picking me in grade school to run off some copies of an assignment. The purple ink got all over my hands and the copies retained that solvent smell for a long time. Dear lord, I'm feeling almost as old as little Herbert.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
I lined the inside of the cards with sheets of paper from one of those grade-school penmanship pads...the ones with the alternating solid and dashed blue lines. And of course I had to add a few swoops and dots with a white gel pen.
True confession...it IS a Martha Stewart punch. I know, I know...it's no secret that I am NO fan of that particular felon. And yet...I just loved the shape of this punch. One little, tiny purchase won't hurt, will it?
Monday, March 9, 2009
And...oh...my...goodness. I LOVED Maxine's. I was ridiculously happy as soon as I set foot in the place. Imagine an explosion of flowers and birds (real and handmade), Parisian frou-frou, vintage flea-market jewelry, delicate wire nests and wildly decorated 3-tiered faux gateaux.
Birds cheeped and peeped from ornate Victorian birdcages in every corner. I could barely see the pink striped walls behind the huge strands of enormous tissue paper flowers, rustic farmhouse displays and beaded chandeliers. The French music that was playing made me want to write bad poetry along the banks of the Seine.
Meanwhile, Maxine herself, looking EXACTLY as you would expect, was assembling a floral display behind the counter, her chartreuse parrot perched on her shoulder, nuzzling her cheek.
My very favorite touch was just inside the front door. Random clusters of silk flowers were glued onto the wall over abstract little paintings of leaves and petals. I've got a serious hankering to try something similar in my stairwell leading down from my kitchen.
And head vases! Is there anything cooler than head vases? I want to get one and make a Carmen-Miranda style tropical confection for her to sport.
I am going back to Maxine's soon. I would like to get to know the proprietress herself. I've seldom met someone who is so fully self-expressed in her artistic vision. I know I could use a little more of that...
Photos borrowed with permission from Maxine's web site.