Moonrise. (Office updates February 2021!)

[::Ahem::] I posted my last “office updates” tour at the beginning of last September, and I’m happy to be here again six months later. To those of you who are new, these office updates posts have at some point become a tradition here. I think it started with a post years ago – 2016, I believe – in which I introduced my plant family.

I’m extra content with my office now, this time being different and ultra-special because there’s no real theme behind its makeover. I actually don’t even think of it as a makeover! It’s mostly just that I’ve taken down my large tapestry and moved in some of my beloved old things. It’s magical and amazing to have this space textured and layered with the colors, shapes, and elements of my past, present, and being in general.

Having said that, I do have a name for my office, as I did for my past office iterations. I’m calling it “Moonrise.”

All but two of these pics were taken at dusk, in the hybrid of artificial light and waning daylight. As usual, I couldn’t be bothered to figure out how to enhance these pics. I’d rather take a million pictures of everything in various lighting situations in order to capture the subjects exactly to my liking than take the time to learn how to manipulate pics. Some things never change! That’s just me being stubborn, I suppose, and not minding taking a lot of time because of it.

Right. Without further ado….

 

Moonrise over my desk

 

These two selenite towers were procured for me by my good friend Jessica, crystal witch extraordinaire, when she last went down to the rock, gem, and mineral show as it made its traditional stop in Quartzsite.

Daylight illuminates powerful selenite’s exquisite detail:

 

Selenite in daylight

 

Starting the office tour, then, here’s a look from the doorway as you’re walking toward the living room from the end of the hall:

 

Glancing in

 

My desk remains to the left of the door. I’m still madly in love with my black wall. It’s calming and centering, and its space-like expanse nurtures my creativity.

 

White on black, black on white

 

My cherished thrifted print of the (haunted) Canterbury Cathedral – my all-time favorite Goodwill find! – holds its original spot to the right of my desk.

 

Canterbury Cathedral print

 

Alongside the cathedral print on the west wall, I’ve positioned my two old Gustav Klimt prints on the north end. This is where my moon-phase tapestry used to be, and its retirement is the primary change I made to my office. While I loved that tapestry there, I was especially happy to take it down to make way for the prints. It feels right to have moved them into this space. They’ve been with me since they were gifted to me at the turn of the millennium 21 years ago.

(Side-note: it just hit me that babies born in 2000 are now of legal drinking age here in the States. What.)

The prints are Gustav Klimt’s “Music” and “Hygieia.”

 

Gustav Klimt prints “Music” and “Hygieia”

 

(And those would be my plants Holder and Little Baby.)

“Music”:

 

“Music” by Gustav Klimt

 

“Hygieia”
Hygieia is the Greek Goddess of Health. “Hygieia” is actually a fragment of Klimt’s painting “Medicine” (the ceiling Paintings for Vienna University):

 

“Hygieia” by Gustav Klimt

 

I’ve always felt a sense of strength and peace standing before this Goddess.

Also on the west wall, I’ve set up a little table with some special objects:

 

It’s getting homey in here!

 

Some favorite things

 

My little antique mirror leans against the wall to the right. I maintain that the mirror is haunted, but not in a bad way, obviously.

 

Antique mirror

 

In the northwest corner, we’ve got Nenette’s area with her little bookcase and her water glass on top. And look! She unwittingly provided us with a cameo! She’s sitting on the antique German trunk on which I’ve set her snack bowl. Her water glass is on the bookcase behind her. Her litter box is behind the trunk.

 

Northwest corner

 

Nenette’s bookcase and water glass

 

This tree would be good old Flamingo, who used to provide a hanging place for my plush sloth. (“plush sloth” – say that three times fast!) He’s now on my bed.

And Nenette has her tree in the northeast corner. Basically, the north wall is all hers.

 

Nenette’s tree in the northeast corner

 

This plant goes by the name of Barclay, as many of you know, as well.

 

East wall detail

 

I’ve added my Geralt of Rivia (aka The Witcher) print:

 

My Geralt of Rivia print and Grendel gargoyle

 

And I’ve still got my Grendel gargoyle up there above the closet. He keeps me in line. Haha.

Behind the door, the usual stuff:

 

The usual behind-the-door pic

 

Finally, here’s Nenette, sitting on her bookcase with her water glass behind her. No “office updates” post would be complete without a pic of Nenette with her water glass, after all.

 

Nenette approves.

 

And there you have it, my friends. This is where I am most of the time when I’m at home.

I hope this finds you all healthy, happy, and warm.

 

 

Desk in distress. (Office updates + plant family!)

Plans to post an office update almost fizzled out, but here we are, after all. I debated the matter only because there’s actually not much to show you this time. I painted my desk wall black – the biggest change I’ve ever made to this space – and I ended up liking it so much that I decided to keep the rest of the room pretty minimal.

There’s the black accent wall. There are clocks and other objects I already had. I have my beloved plant family, a plethora of plants that adds green to the room. Most of the few objects here and there are green, and any metallic accents are in silver tones.

In its previous state, I’d put color into the room, as you may remember. There was going to be color in this state, as well, but it didn’t turn out that way. The idea was to decorate the black wall with colorful things, but when I sat down in front of it for the first time, its emptiness opened and revealed a calming space. The black wall is a nothing, and it’s wonderful for creating. For the longest time, I had bare walls with only my plants for color. I’ve come back around to that. It feels right.

The room doesn’t look like much, I know. What’s special about it is the feel of it, and that’s not a thing that pics can relay! I can definitely show you my plant family, though, because those guys are absolutely thriving. They were doing well before I painted the wall black, but now? I’ve never seen them this happy. They love the daylight bouncing back from the finish of the dark paint.

 

Looking in

 

The haunted cathedral (Canterbury) hasn’t moved

 

The wall of nothingness:

By day

 

By night

 

Where I sit more of the time:

My desk in distress

 

The room is oddly arranged with different things going on in each corner.

Desk corner

 

Tapestry corner

 

Tapestry corner at dusk – I strung some lights across the tapestry to give it night stars

 

Memorabilia corner

 

Cat tree corner with Butsudan: the crowded corner that only makes sense to me, probably (and to Nenette)

 

Speaking of…

Nenette caught by surprise. She is not happy. At all.

 

A few details…

The haunted mirror in its (tapestry) corner home

 

Indoor starry night

 

Now for a closer meeting with my plant babies!

Holder:

Holder

 

Little Guy:

Little Guy

 

Thoreau:

Thoreau

 

Flamingo:

Flamingo

 

Baby Barclay:

Baby Barclay

 

Snake:

Snake

 

Barclay, lush and full down to his last tendril as I’ve never seem him before:

Barclay

 

Four of them along their wall!

Holder, Little Guy, Thoreau, Flamingo

 

Also, my friend Jessica gifted me with a sloth.

Resident sloth loves Flamingo

 

More details:

Thrifted bottles and goblet

 

The Beowulf gargoyle still surveying the room from his spot above the closet:

The Beowulf gargoyle hasn’t moved, either

 

A closer look at my current t-shirt display: Sirus, one of my favorite industrial music projects.

Sirus (band) – the Apocrypha album

 

And on the window sill…

My old dragon candlestick from West Germany (1987)

 

There you have it.

The laundry room, now? That’s where all the color went! I’m thinking I’ll invite you into my (and Geronimo and Salem’s) laundry room next. There’s finally something to be seen in there.

I hope you’re all having a splendiferous start to your week!

 

 

What do you get when you cross a flamingo and a ukulele? My office.

I had a hard mental health day on Friday, and all of the late-afternoon popcorn and Perrier couldn’t fix it. Neither did it help that that was the day I decided to watch Childish Gambino’s “This is America” video. Excellent song and video. Bad timing.

But then things got better, because when I woke up the next day, it was a gym morning and it was Mother’s Day weekend. I got cards from Nenette, Geronimo, and Callaghan, and for my main gift, Callaghan took me to Home Depot and said I could go crazy and choose any plant I wanted, emphasis on “any”! I chose this tall guy and named him “Flamingo”:

 

Flamingo! (He’s a Dracaena ‘Massangeana’)

 

My desk now, as seen from the doorway:

 

Four of my nine office companions, from left: Holder, Flamingo, Icarus, Thoreau

 

At some point, I’ll do an updated office tour and take you around to see all of my companions of the chlorophyllous persuasion. Two of them have joined me since my last such update, and some of the older ones have migrated to different spots.

Also, you may be noticing that there’s a ukulele sitting next to my desk. Yes, I’ve brought the ukulele back into the light! I haven’t dusted it off yet, but it’s out. That white binder on the shelf above it is a lesson book. Mom gave these to me, as some of you may recall, and I proceeded to capitalize on the opportunity to share some of my favorite ukulele jokes.

i.e. (from my previous blog post about the ukulele):

What’s the difference between a ukulele and a trampoline? You take off your shoes to jump up and down on a trampoline.

What’s “perfect pitch”? When you throw the ukulele into the garbage can without hitting the rim.

What do you call a beautiful woman on a ukulele player’s arm? A tattoo.

And my personal favorite:

A ukulele player suddenly realizes he left his vintage ukulele out in his car overnight. He rushes outside and his heart drops when he sees that his car window is broken. Fearing the worst, he peeks through the window and finds that there are now five ukuleles in his car.

I still love to laugh at the ukulele, but I do respect it, and I’ve decided to learn to play it. Going through my old rhythm and timing workbooks, composer collections, and sheet music made me realize how much I miss doing music. Self, I said one day recently – yesterday, in fact – why don’t you learn to play that beautiful, new ukulele Mom gave you? Why not.

I’m sure I’ll be back with ukulele-learning updates for any of you who may be interested; I can’t wait to laugh at myself as much as I laugh at the ukulele.

Oh, and my second Mother’s Day gift was a new tool box! Callaghan knew that I wasn’t thrilled with the one I’d been using. My new one (which I chose) is shiny and black and spacious and lovely. I should’ve taken a pic of it, too.

I hope you’re all having a great start to your week!

Crazy plant lady. (Office updates!)

Welcome back to my office! My plant family has grown since my last update. I love that the only color in my writing space is alive.

Plants give me life from the inside out, fueling me from the inside and providing a lovely source of creative energy from the outside. My desk still sits at an angle toward the center of the room, facing the window, and I’ve now surrounded myself with plants.

I’ve moved most of these guys around since my December office update. Some of the plants have been re-potted. One of them has departed this world, sadly, and two of them are new. Let’s look around!

Behind me and slightly to my right (on the wall to the left of the door): Icarus.

 

Icarus (re-potted since my December update)

 

Behind me on the left side: Hercules and Angel (on the corner stand re-purposed from the patio). These two are my newest. I discovered Hercules on a dusty shelf at Walmart, all by himself, alone and bedraggled. He’s doing so well now!

Angel sits beneath, on the second shelf. I picked him up from the florist’s section at Fry’s. He’s also doing well, though he’s quite fragile. He’s an aluminum plant.

(The color of the walls in here – in the whole house – is so strange and sensitive to light and camera angle. The wall can look like two different colors even in the same pic!)

 

(from top) Hercules and Angel

 

Here’s a close-up of Hercules… I’m so pleased with how he’s thrived in the short time he’s been here! I’m going to re-pot both Hercules and Angel in the next few weeks. They’re strong enough for it now.

 

Hercules

 

Moving along, slightly behind me and to my left (and to the left of the printer): Jerome.

 

Jerome, my second.

 

To the left of my desk, to the right of my printer: Holder. I’m glad to say that he’s doing well. Linden, his partner, did not make it, I’m afraid. RIP Linden.

 

Holder (re-potted since my December update)

 

Just in front of my desk and to the left: Robbie. We migrated him to my office from the living room. Within 24 hours of moving him in here, he spread out, opened up, and turned a lighter, brighter shade of green. Plants love the strong daylight in this room! There’s no direct sunlight in here, so all of these guys are low-light/indirect sunlight plants.

I pulled this small table out of the closet so Robbie could sit in the middle of the room, rather than against a wall. It’s perfect for him.

 

Robbie

 

A better look at Robbie (as I see him from my desk):

 

Robbie

 

My view sometimes includes Nenette sleeping on the futon behind Robbie.

 

Nenette napping on the futon.

 

Finally, Barclay, my first, sits further out in front of my desk and to the right, same place he’s been… I did have to purchase this stand for him, though, as he needed a greater height. His tendrils had grown to where they were coiling on the floor. I found this cheap little metal stand at Ross.

 

Barclay, two angles

 

Here we are, full circle… and a full circle, it is. I don’t think I’m imagining the cooler note I feel in the air here, or the scent, loamy and damp and fresh. I haven’t burned candles in here since I started cultivating this little oasis in my desert office.

I’ll post an actual writing update next week. Office, part two!