June Light

It's the end of June allready. Can you belive it? It no longer gets dark here, just a slight dusk... I love June, with it's lushness and all the wild flowers... the promise of long eveings on the porch, tanned skin, bbq's and easy living...

It's been the coldest June in 49 years here in Norway, or so they say. Loads of people are complaining, but really I am just enjoying any week spent without snow. Ha ha... I dont mind wearing sweaters to keep warm. Its still summer to me.

Life at the cottage rolls on, quietly without much change. I am still not working full time due to this bipolar brain of mine. I am struggeling lately with feeling guilty for taking care of my self. Feeling like I should work full time, even if it kills me, like I'm being lazy, or that I'm not trying hard enough. It doesnt help that my family, my boyfriend or my theraphist are telling me that THIS is what I need right now... Time off... 

Still...everytime I feel happy, or just blissfully alive one day, I feel that guilt creeping back in. Not allowing me to enjoy the moment for long. If I feel fine today, doesnt that mean I'm well enough to work? Except I know it doesnt. I know that I am allowed to have moments of happiness and joy, which is, lets face it, the only really good thing about bipolarity. Those bursts of sudden happiness... 

Even if I have these little moments of happiness and creativity, it wears me out as well. For days now it feels like a herd of cows just stampeded over me. Every mucsle, every bone, hurts. 

Well, lets talk about the good stuff again, like creativity... I've had burst lately... illustrating and selling art. I'm even gonna set up a stand in the beginning of August. Which puts alittle pressure on me to get art done! It clears my head when I draw, so I try to do it as much as I can. 

I've been inspired by Norwegian mid centuary designs on tableware. Like the cute yellow calf you see in the photo above. My favorite is Figgjo designs. I have always loved Figgjo. All my pastel green tableware is vintage Figgjo from the late 40's and up to the early 60's. I collect a few different patterns now. And I've adorned my wall with some really cute plates.

I think my cottage is slowely becomming more and more scandinavian vintage. More personal, with bursts of other colors than my beloved green :) I should really borrow my sister's camera again and take some real photos.

Utill that happens, I urge you all to follow me on Instagram. Where I mostly resides these days. I've become quite the hashtagger ;)

https://instagram.com/whimsicaltee/

Have a good late June everyone.