The truth: that love is the ultimate and the highest goal to which man can aspire. Then I grasped the meaning of the greatest secret that human poetry and human thought and belief have to impart: The salvation of man is through love and in love. I understood how a man who has nothing left in this world still may know bliss, be it only for a brief moment, in the contemplation of his beloved.
I find comfort in this thought. Isn’t it a beautiful and true idea, that love is the goal? Below is a post I wrote a couple of months ago. I still have this dream, but right now I feel it won’t be true for about 10-15 years… But who knows.
I got this vintage ribbon holder as a present last year. I bought the pink ribbon and now it sits on my shelf waiting for my future shop. It’s the first item for that special dream, a small and cozy shop with papers, notebooks, hand crafted items and perhaps some yarn? I have so many talented craft and art friends to invite.
And chairs to sit and craft in, plus a workshop behind the shop-front with big tables, a loom and lots of storage for fabric and other craft materials… And there I will hold workshops and classes for art journaling, collaging, sewing and photography.
Make a zine and sell it there.
And call in all of you to teach and attend classes there.
Woodwork, quilting with mom, book binding, doll making, mixed media, assemblage, spinning, weaving, knitting…
Who wants to be customer in this shop? Join my newsletter and I’ll let you know when it opens!
You are invited to my dream, I will/might make it real one day in the future.