Thursday, January 31, 2008

Monet's Garden

I have been enamoured by watercolors. Always. Limpid pools of blue, purple, and green...transparent, translucent and cool. Even though my infatuation with orange continues, I never hesitate to return to my hearts true love.



Whistfully she walked through the garden, amongst the lavender and iris. She would never see this place again, for in the morrow her true life's journey would begin. Oh, but to capture this vision in her mind for one last moment. Days of joy and blissful abandon forsaken for one man's whimsy. She would never be the same again...




~~~~Materials~~~~~Kyanite heart cut teardrops~Peridot elongated drops and faceted rondelles~Tanzanite faceted rondelles~Amethyst faceted rondelles~Rutilated quartz round beads~Fiery Labradorite rounds~Sterling silver oval link, findings and infinity chain

Monday, January 28, 2008

Orange Crush

My love affair with orange has begun. No longer will I turn away from its tantalizing radiance. I will accept all that it has to teach me...for I have much to learn.














































All photos and designs copyright Kasia Blue Designs 2008

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Teacher, Teacher

There has been a pervasive thread running through my week...teaching children.

My beautiful daughters and I went to our local girl scout troop to partake in a bead bonanza tonight! After a few bouts of the dropsies (mostly by me...) You know the scenario...child makes beautiful bracelet, gives it to adult to finish, the adult(quite adeptly I might add) drops the bracelet and beads scatter everywhere! After about three re-dos we figured out a system to make the bracelet night allright. I talked about how important it was to do what you loved and to make the world a better place. All that fun stuff that you think goes right over their heads. They all thanked me at the end of the night for "teaching them".

At my other, more glamorous (hahaha) job, we offer nutritional education classes for 4 year olds. It was my turn to give one this week, and all went well of course. The kids had a great time and I got to be the "fun" part of their day. Once the tour was finished, the person in charge of the classes came to me and asked if I had been a teacher. Well, the answer was no, of course...I just did what comes naturally to me. No show, no pretense...I just had fun.

My lovely friend Gracie told me earlier in the week that she sees me working with little girls, helping them to become great women. Showing them about fashion, makeup and all the girly stuff, but being a role model also (those might not have been her exact words, but that was what I got out of it).


Tonight's epiphany moment did not come in the form of scattered beads...it came in the smiles of gratitude from those little girls. It came from my daughters, who said that they had such a great time with their Mommy and all of their new friends. It came from my explanation of Pasteurization to a bunch of 4th graders ....a culmination of the teaching ability that I never realized I had. Using my degree in Medicinal Chemistry...priceless....well, pretty expensive, but that's a whole 'nother story!

I guess they're right...I'm a teacher.

Does this mean I need to make lesson plans?

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Those Were The Days

Last night, my husband Mother and I went to our Church "Wine Tasting". A friend of ours was debuting his homemade wine (which was delish, I might add) and it was a night out with my Mom. We had a great time, won a huge cookie from Mrs. Fields....which I have to ask the diet gods "what are you thinking? You don't let me have baba ghonouj, but you feed me cookies???". I have to say that I am very proud of myself...I did not have one measly bit of that sugar laden, coma inducing, teeth rotting confection of sin. The jeans are fitting better already!

But, with all of the festivites of the evening, I would have to say that the most poignant moment was when the "band" (get this, accordian and violin...who knew) came by to serenade our table. They started to play one of my Mother's favorite songs, Those Were the Days (or for those of you Poles out there, To Byly Piekne Dni) by Mary Hopkin. My Mom always used to sing the Polish version by Halina Kunicka around the house, and when it came on Polish-American Program with Stan "Stash" Jasinski, it was a par-tay!

So, these wonderful musicians played on, and I could see that, as they progressed through the song, that my Mother was tearing up. Well, that sure as heck didn't help me out, because I started to cry too (apple doesn't fall far from the tree I might add). Not because I cry at the drop of a hat (because I do), but because the realization hit me that our life has been hard...really hard. The memories came back to me like a floodgate bursting at the seams...this song played for us, by a random band, bringing back memories of our hardest, most difficult moments in life. This, on top of being the last wine tasting that the Church was having because we are closing in May, and knowing that this could be the last wine tasting that my Mom and I go to (she doesn't help in this matter because she constantly tells me that she is on borrowed time...no guilt there at all!), was all too much to keep my composure. Damn it, I had really good make up too!

I included the lyrics for this song in English and in Polish with translation (at least as well as I can do it). The Polish and English versions both talk of lost youth, memories and that our dreams reamain the same...even though we do not. Although the Polish version speaks more to the discovery of oneself through love (and the loss therof), both versions are beautiful.


Lyrics for: Those Were The Days (English) as sung by Mary Hopkin

Once upon a time, there was a tavern
Where we used to raise a glass or two
Remember how we laughed away the hours,
Think of all the great things we would do

Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we'd choose
We'd fight and never lose
For we were young and sure to have our way

Then, the busy years went rushing by us
We lost our starry notions on the way
If, by chance, I'd see you in the tavern,
We'd smile at one another and we'd say

Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we'd choose
We'd fight and never lose
Those were the days, oh yes, those were the days

Just tonight, I stood before the tavern
Nothing seemed the way it used to be
In the glass, I saw a strange reflection
Was that lonely woman really me?

chorus

Through the door, there came familiar laughter
I saw your face and heard you call my name
Oh, my friend, we're older but no wiser
For in our hearts, the dreams are still the same

chorus
La la la la la laLa la la la la laLa la la la la la



TO BYŁY PIĘKNE DNI sung by Halina Kunicka

NIE WIESZ NAWET ILE CI ZAWDZIĘCZAM,
BYŁAM SAMA - JAK TY BYŁEŚ SAM,
NIE UMIAŁABYM ODSZUKAĆ SZCZĘŚCIA,
A TY SPRAWIŁEŚ,ŻE SMAK JEGO ZNAM...

TO BYŁY PIĘKNE DNI,
PO PROSTU PIĘKNE DNI,
NIE ZNA JUŻ DZIŚ KALENDARZ TAKICH DAT.
WTEDY UCZYŁEŚ MNIE,
WYMAWIAĆ IMIĘ SWE,
WTEDY RZUCIŁEŚ DLA MNIE CAŁY ŚWIAT.
LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA
TO BYŁY DNI, NIEZAPOMNIANE DNI.

UCZUĆ TERAZ CZAS JUŻ NIE ODMIERZA,
MIŁOŚĆ NIE TRWA - TAK JAK DAWNIEJ - WIEK,
KILKU DNIOM SWE SZCZĘŚCIE SIĘ POWIERZA,
ONE MOGĄ NADAĆ ŻYCIU SENS...

JEŚLI JESZCZE KIEDYŚ SIĘ SPOTKAMY,
MOŻE W MOICH OCZACH BĘDĄ ŁZY,
BO NIE ŁATWO ŻYĆ JEST WSPOMNIENIAMI,
SŁOWEM " JA ",ZASTĄPIĆ SŁOWO " MY "...

Translation:

You don't know of my gratitude
I was alone, so were you
I would not have known how to seek out happiness
But you proved to me, that it's taste, I aready knew

Those were beautiful days
The most beautiful days
Today's calendar has long forgotten those days
Back then , you were teaching me
To speak my true name
It was then, you gave me the whole world.
la la
Those were the days, unforgettable days

To feel time now, it has no plans
Our love has gone, unlike in days before
Hundreds of days have passed, when our happiness was real
Only those days can make our lives, now, have sense

Chorus

If, in fact, one day we shall meet
Maybe in my eyes, there will be tears
Because it's not easy to live with our memories
with the word "I" replacing the word "we".

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Flow Through

I know, I know...you think that I spelled it incorrectly. But, I am coining a new phrase...Flow Through. Everyone talks about having follow through and all that other "I'm responsible" garbagiole (gar-bah-gee-ohl...Kasia speak for all things crap laden) but, thanks to a wonderful dinner with my friend Gracie, new things have come into being.

Our itinerary was to go out and do some business planning, girl talk and whatever else happened to come our way. Intent on having Middle Eastern cuisine, we met at a small little restaurant and it was...gasp...closed! Not forever, but just on a random Wednesday. Didn't they know we had plans??? We had so looked forward to having all those delectable spices and couscous and falafel and spectacular aromas and baklava and...and...nothin'! I think that the diet gods were definitely conspiring against me chanting harmoniously down in diet hell "no baba ghanouj for you! , no baba ghanouj for YOU!".

So, we decided on a small Italian restaurant around the corner. It turned out to be cafeteria heaven, where all lunch food comes to die after a tortured tenure with Sister Mary Eat Your Food or You'll go to Hell for Starving the Poor African Feed the Children with Sally Struthers. (Does anyone remember Sally Struthers or am I dating myself?) Anyway, the food was OK, the wine was slightly reminiscent of sweetened cherry cough syrup (looked like it too!) and they gave us enough food to feed all of those poor children for a whole year! But, the best thing that came out of last night was "flow through"...well, it was a tie for the Aldi's chocolate, but that was the self serving part of the night and we're not writing about that now.

My pal Gracie has been doing yoga for a while now (Bless her flexible little soul!) and before you have to start your session, you set an intention. Well hers was something like being able to handle all things that come her way and being flexible to what the outcomes will be...you know, going with the flow. Well, as we all know, be careful what you wish for because you will get it! (Pay attention to this, because it is true!). So, when the restaurant was closed, she chalked it up to going with the flow, again. As dinner went on, we had a fabulous time and talked about everything and anything, with only about 2 whole seconds related to business (we're doing a trade show in April so we have to plan our space out, etc., etc. - more details on that to come later). But, the one thing that kept coming to the surface was "going with the flow" and taking things more easily, with less resistance to the circumstances that are being presented.

So, here is the official definition of Flow Through:

~~~ones ability to take all things, whether real or imagined, with grace and dignity; to be able to let the emotions of a situation roll past you, and away from you i.e. "flowing through" a situation, letting your spirit create the buoyancy needed to sustain rough waters; not caring, in the sense of not adding layers of stress in order to do more than is necessary, because what you are doing is already good enough.


Who knew it could be that easy?

Sunday, January 13, 2008

A Good Day - Giving Thanks

Did you ever have a day when things were just nice? That things went your way? Well, yesterday was a good day!
Here is my laundry list of a day!

~A friend of mine gave me a pair of earrings (for good luck, no less)
~ I got a raise at work (would have liked more, but still more than I had before)
~I had a very interseting discussion with a client of mine regarding jewelry(which is not my primary schlep to work job) and ways of generating revenue
~ a co-worker showed me so many ways to get my internet skills up to par (really basic, I have been missing so much !)
~ my Husband bought me a camera (who knew this would happen after a lengthy discussion about being cautious with money)
~ and I came home to a warm and loving family.

Please understand that days like these are far and few between! If every day were like this, we would definitely not appreciate the sweetness that is felt when things are going your way.

So, in effort to say thanks for all of the great things that come our way, big or small, I'm sending this out to the universe...THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!

Thank you for:
~warm hugs and kisses
~gentle, knowing smiles of reassurance
~a voice to sing (even if it is off key!)
~the ability to make a difference in someone's life (even if we don't know we do)
~gifts and talents, known and unknown
~friends, soul sisters and other random partners in crime
~wine, fireplaces, and adult conversation
~an open mind
~cheese, glorious cheese
~the opportunity to become my own true self
~love

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Winds of Change???

Normally, I like the wind.
Normally, it likes me too.

Today was not a day of mutual love.

Western New York had some pretty bad wind storms last night...a lot of power outages, broken tree limbs, upturned trellises, burning transformers ( to my gal pal Linda Lou...God Bless Ya!). It was a night for upheaval and change.

How can something that has such restorative power, create so much damage? One wonders why all the destruction? Is it all necessary?

Sometimes, it is.
I have never really believed that dismanteling all that makes your world whole, in order to rebuild, such a wise idea. Why go through all the crap, the sewage of our souls, just for the hell of it. Pondering, dwelling on imperfections and lack of success, making our skeltons dance like it was Halloween on a speed ball cocktail. 2007 was famous for being just that. Not only for myself, but for a lot of my dear 'ol buddies.

Well, sometimes we don't have a choice in the matter, I suppose. Life hands us just what we need, then sends in the winds of change to wipe everything away just so we can begin anew. Many of us have felt this change, this feeling in the air that this year is going to be different. Don't know how, or why. Maybe it's just the wind working some of its old fashioned charm on us...making us believers that change is...good.

Now for the real reason that the wind was not my friend ...
Every time that I tried to take a blinkin' picture of my jewelry to post on Etsy, it howled and blew so hard that all my efforts were futile. Not to mention that my camera sucks, and that was the only reason that I was outside in the first place, taking pictures amidst the pre-quell to the Wizard of Oz.

I need a better camera.

I'm working on a better life.

I'm starting to feel a breeze.....



Visit Etsy's Main showacase tomorrow...I'll be one of the featured sellers!!!

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Day One

Hi Everyone! I'm new to this...so be patient. As this unfolds, I plan to make this a place to share ideas, links, commentaries and whatever else comes along this long, meandering road of life!



Just to introduce myself...



I'm first and foremost, a Mom to two fabulous daughters! They are the apples of my eye! Smart, funny and so full of energy that I sometimes think that all of mine went to them!



Also, I'm a jewelry designer! (Who knew?). Actually, I'va always loved stones, rocks and all of the sparkly stuff that goes along with it! Check out my Etsy Mini shop linked to here. I'll also be listing some other local talent...so keep looking!



And, for day one...a little inspiration...



Every dream is a design...

Every design a dream...

Live your dreams!



That is the motto that brought me out of a rough 2007.

Don't forget, the things that happen by chance are the open windows we're looking for when all doors are closed.



Thanks for stopping by!

Kasia

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