Sunday, January 08, 2006

It's Curtains For Sure

I broke my own cardinal rules. I only buy household things that have solid colors, or if patterned are Asian, Indian or Middle Eastern. Those are the rules. In our bedroom we have mirrors from Bali and a Japanese wall hanging made from from a pre-World War II kimono. We needed curtains, so I went and bought fabric with a very busy pattern, and not Asian in any way. AAGGHHH. What was I thinking? I wasn't thinking, that has to be the obvious conclusion to be drawn from this.
Kimono wall-hanging
When the pirate moved the greenhouse (Gus), it opened up a fairly significant space in the yard beyond our bedroom window where we have an unobstructed view of our neighbors. They are probably very nice people, but I didn't really want to have to look at the back of their house every time I looked out our bedroom window. So, now that I am retired and have all this free time and creative energy, I thought I should make curtains.

We went to the fabric store. For some reason I was drawn to this fabric. Those beautiful butterflies just caught my eye. The fabric is 100% cotton, and the colors are really dazzling. I just had to have it. It's winter. We haven't seen butterflies in months, and we haven't seen the sun for 21 days. How could I not be drawn to the this? It was like I didn't have any cardinal rules at all. If I had checked in with my inner control freak self, she would have said, "Go with a deep burgundy fabric. You like dark reds. It's the color of everything else in the house." But I was dreaming of butterflies above our bed. The soft caress of delicate wings, the magnificent iridescents, and playfulness of simple beauty. The promise of sun and spring.

I made the curtains. It's just a busy pattern of butterflies above our bed. I think I'll have to buy a new burgundy duvet to cover the quilt. That should make everything better, right? Or, I could make another set of curtains, and put these in the guest house.

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