White corner view

Prague is pretty colorful for this theme. But wait, we have paneláky! They are all around Prague, they are like a ring that resembles medieval walls if I want to be poetic. Some hate them, some love them as it happens with the aesthetics of Brutalism. Sign of the former Eastern block. But it is all to blame to Corbisier, whom I like a lot.

Necessary to say, that people liked them during the late 60s, 70s, even still in 80s and early 90s when they were massively built all around this country. They all had hot running water, central heating, large windows and good lighting, balconies, an own bathroom and bathtub; Art Noveau palaces in the centre, not mentioning Baroque and older palaces, those that cost millions today, never had all of that at once. They were also a perfect anonymous space for those who liked to enjoy the crowd.

These pictures were taken by Luděk.

Cooking

Picture by Grass Doe

Mentioning being at the cottage the other time, it comes to me how well I am always fed there. My friend Andrea and her sister enjoy hanging out around the stove like I have never seen it with two café regulars on maternity leave before. Not only they cook special lunch and dinner, they collect plums or currants or nuts while kids (and one mom) nap after lunch, bake cakes, make marmalade, pickle gherkins, bottle goose-berries, tomatoes and who knows what else and at the same time prepare little canapes, nibbles and spreads for evening. My son eats there no problem. Everything that they make I cook back at home again.

Picture by Selby

Anyhow I am not able to create the same attitude for my self. In the end I find harder to make up a meal than actually cook it. I am lazy to think about it. For a short time I even followed a weekly menu of a café in the Kunstgeschichte Bibliothek in Munich that was on-line. I was lucky to eat there for several weeks some time ago, they had one meal a day so you ate what they served you and I could rely on them, everything there was very tasty. So out of nothing I started to cook every meal they had announced on-line. I had to make up the recipe but it was easy. We ate exactly the same what they had in distant Munich in one little café that is not even for public. I felt like it was my conceptual art piece. Then there was an error on their page and I stopped. I don't know if the error and my cooking were related....

This time I borrowed pictures, the links are bellow them.

Corner View / out of the car window

Vlašim, bus station, yesterday afternoon.
On the way home from this beautiful cottage I recalled my only duty for this week - a corner view post. We were just approaching this middle sized town in central Bohemia which, like many towns here, have a nice historic core, even little chateau and park next to the square, and completely disorganized and messy surroundings, that mostly begin right behind the medieval, surviving or not, city walls. This is actually a view at the train station.

September Corner View

Prague is blue. All year round.
Click on the images.

Other corner viewers: jane, ladybug-zen, ian, bonnie, esti, sophie, cele, modsquad, caitlin, joyce, ani, kim, a day that is dessert, natsumi, epe, kaylovesvintage, trinsch, c.t., jeannette, outi, schanett, ritva, francesca, state of bliss, jennifer, dana, denise, cabrizette, bohemian girl, dianna, isabelle, amber, mister e, janis, kari, jgy, skymiring, elizabeth, audrey, allison, lise, cate, mon, victoria, crescent moon, erin, otli, amy, ida, caroline, lisa, dorte, kimmie, la luna dans le ciel, nicola, malo, vanessa, britta, virgina, april, b, kyndale, samantha, karen, kristina, dorit, goldensunfamily, sophie, janet, mcgillicutty, desiree, travelingmama, aimee, sunnymama, amanda, ali, jenell, britta, juanita, pamela, inna, daan, myrtille, cris, ibb, susi, jodi, lily, gillian, jeanette, athena, pienduzz, latisha, clarette, satsuki

New Bird in the Shop

Birds

I don't really know why I wanted to embroider birds on some on my stuff in the shop, perhaps they are hard to spoil when you don't really know what you are doing, perhaps they are colorful and variable in their shapes and it gets attraction.

No doubt that the best bird painters are children. And then the adult painters who copy child style in their illustrations.

The first two pictures are from an exhibition of kids pictures, the third one is by my niece. Check out the butterfly!

For the adults, also trees and flowers, check this Russian cartoon of the Pooh bear:

Garden Shed

When I had this corner view, some people were curious about the shed. So I went in and looked around with a fresh camera eye. It was an attempt to spot the inside of it intentionally with no aesthetics which soon obviously turns into some kind of aesthetics. Ugly becomes beautiful and the sooner the photographer notices it the worse. And one starts to think about the balance in the picture, colorful accents and on how it will look ones it is up on the computer.

Batika Batika!

This is a half of the fabric, I call it a left half. It is in the shop now. I am afraid it looks better in reality. The colors are more vivid. Maybe the first photo shows it better.

Edited: Check out here for better pictures of the same thing that I took later.

Fabric

One of the things that stole my time from blogging in past few days was making this batiked fabric. It has been some eight years that I haven't made anything serious and big like this. I have actually never made a piece big like this. I used similar idea that I had for this batik some 14 years ago, for the second one that shows up under the link. Luckily, there is a little difference between those two, although I had to re-discover the method of batik painting again. I hope the new one looks more mature. It took me ten days to make it. The biggest amount of time goes to dyeing and waiting for it to dry.
So, the fabric is supposed to go in the shop. It turned out hard to take picture of since it is pretty big. I don't know if anyone will like to cut it up. It can serve well as a wall hanging although it is far from being a good painting. It has nice parts though.

Good Bye, Big Holiday!

We took another trip to grandma's. My nieces were visiting again. It was hot hot hot most of the time (which was good). This year the summer felt especially dreamy to me, like in my childhood, a big adventure in front of me and that sort of things. The fact that nothing happened in the end is another matter. Actually, I am glad that there wasn't anything big going on, just the pleasant expectation. It was nice.