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Change was incessant, and change perhaps would never cease

Virginia Woolf Orlando

Change was incessant, and change perhaps would never cease. High battlements of thought, habits that had seemed as durable as stone, went down like shadows at the touch of another mind and left a naked sky and fresh stars twinkling in it.” 

Virginia Woolf Orlando

I’m not sure if I liked this book but it was definitely an intriguing, beautiful and challenging lecture. Enjoy my favourite quote from this book!

Soft spot for beautiful books

jewelry and the cat
beautiful books

I have a soft spot for beautiful books. But if I buy one, I always want to read it, not only put it on the bookshelf.  While I browse Instagram I often see accounts with tone of books and I always wonder if they really read them all, and if yes, how they could find time for it… But anyhow, beside reading, I started recently to use them as well in my jewelry photos. Mainly as a background, but I couldn’t resist taking few extra photos while preparing for my last photoshoot.. As you can see I wasn’t the only one who appreciated them 😉

rereading Killing Commendatore by Murakami

Since I’m rereading Killing Commendatore by Murakami, I decided to share some random thoughts on the topic with you. Who knows, maybe there are some fans of this Japanese author out there?

So I have to confess that I am mesmerized by Murakami and his reappearing universal story which lurks from some of his novels. I always look for THAT tale in his works, although it is hard for me to describe it precisely. There are themes, motives and symbols. Someone is looking for something or someone. It is for me at least unprecise, but I know it is there. So I read his works with similar attention to the hero of Killing Commendatore who stared and the theme picture. Admiring, looking for something, or just trying to understand?

I came back to Killing Commendatore because it seems like a right time for it. I read it first time around two years ago, and I even remember reading it on my comfy sofa, discovering the mysterious world that Murakami decided to present us this time. In a dim light of reading lamp, while night was slowly taking over the sky. And I had this feeling that he wanted to show us that time should be on our side. Not the other way around. But after some time, I lost this certainty that he was and stil is quite right. I just wander if rereading Killing Commendatore by Murakami will help me gain it again.

Amethyst Necklace in few steps

Amethyst Necklace in few steps
Amethyst Necklace in few steps
Amethyst Necklace in few steps
Amethyst Necklace in few steps
Amethyst Necklace in few steps
Amethyst Necklace in few steps

I called this blog post  Amethyst Necklace in few steps but as you can imagine there were more of them than just a few. If you ever wondered how I create my jewelry, here is some insight. I’ve decided to make few shots of the necklace while I was creating it. It is definitely not a tutorial, but just a few photos to show you how I create my jewelry. Usually, there is no drawn design of stuff like that.  I chose the stones, then shape the wires. and then add layers of swirls. Well, I hope you enjoy this little post and if you are interested you can find the ready piece in my shop 🙂

Golden palette of colors

I spend these days wandering around nearby lakes and enjoying this palette of golden colors. Winter seems this year less white, and more in colors of earth.


I don’t have much time to create due to my day job but I do what I can. Copper reminds me much of this winter’s hues but I like to play and add some splashes of colors where I can. Sometimes it’s a calm pastel tone, sometimes it is vivid pink. I think that colors are important, they give our lives a little spice. And I just wish there were less grayness. Thinking about it now, there is lots of it in people and around them, but not that much in nature…

Some new jewelry to show you!

Cold Morning Necklace

New jewelry is always a good reason to make a blog post (I hope so at least;). I realized that it’s been ages since I last posted here. I try to limit the posts about jewelry, just to not bother you too much with it but then, this is basically what this blog and page is for.  So I decided to show you some more not yet published pieces which still awaits its time. I’ve been so busy lately with my day job and life that it was just enough time to make something, not to list itin the shop or etsy. Anyhow here they are and I hope you will like them.

 
 

stubborn enough?

I’ve took this photo some time ago and it’s just been on my desktop computer waiting. I didn’t have any big use for it, but I couldn’t just make myself throw it out.  So here it is. A picture of a little beauty. Found its homein a forgotten place but then maybe there will be someone stubborn enuugh to find it out. Or maybe not. 

I spent my free time lately reading some old classics which I think noone reads now (although everyone knows about them, and I’m not talking about Mrs Dalloway;). And the most funny thing is that they are really great books. And they are there waiting for someone curious enough to start reading. I wonder how many of such people are still out there… Curious, stubborn or determined to go a little further  than  everyone else.

My difficult relationship with Mrs Dalloway

difficult relationship with Mrs Dalloway

My difficult relationship with Mrs Dalloway had few stages.

Few years ago I bought myself a copy of Mrs Dalloway (in English) and I got stuck. I honestly I couldn’t go further than dozen pages because I had to translate so many of the words. Because I somehow knew that in this book every word matters.

Unfortunately I took me few years to get myself a polish copy of the book. I wanted to read it. But I wasn’t crazy about it. I’ve seen the movies based on Woolf’s life ad Woolf’s art and to be true I wanted to read it because it seems like I should. Only that. But then, I read “Room’s of its own” and my affair with Virginia Woolf got a bit more serious. I got intrigued not only by the “fame” of the books but by the author. By what she wanted to say.

I remember doing some research and listening a podcast about her. There was this story told by her nephew. He was little boy when he knew Virginia and he was talking about how curious she was about every detail of his life. Every second. When he was coming to visit, she was asking how he spent the morning and the asking more. And more. And even more…

I don’t remember the title of the podcast, but this story told by the old voice of Virginia’s nephew made a lasting impression. Because I could see it in Mrs. Dalloway. The gracious and beautiful attention. Because every word matters. This is why I couldn’t go further than dozen words while reading the original version.

I’m really happy that I finally read Mrs Dalloway. Mostly because it has so much in it. Even though, book is limited by the number of pages, there are no limitations in discovering and rediscovering the beauty and nostalgia of it. And of this passionate need to discover life…

Alice from Wonderland favourite quote

“Who are you?” said the Caterpillar.
This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, “I—I hardly know, Sir, just at present—at least I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.”
“What do you mean by that?” said the Caterpillar, sternly. “Explain yourself!”
“I ca’n’t explain myself, I’m afraid, Sir,” said Alice, “because I am not myself, you see.” 

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I guess it’s one of my favourite quotes from Alice but then, is it truly possible to chose only one? I definitely have to read this book again, and maybe than, I will chose another one, because I will be a different person then…

Not today.

I don’t have much time to make jewelry lately but when I do, I try to make it outside. In my small garden. It is surrounded by buildigs but it is still a garden filled with life. There is a colony of snails, small lavender plants trying to grow and those strange flowers without names. I tell myself that I have to discover them one day . But not today. I have a feeling that not knowing is sometimes a good thing.