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There is No Place Like Home Posted on 13 September 2013 and filed under Home Textiles. This post is also available in: Croatian So, as I already stated, when I want to give a present to someone, I prefer the present to be something I have made myself and something that has a meaning to the recipient. Do I ever give presents to myself? On seldom occasions. But still, I do! This is a photo I took at my parents place. Glass jars contain sour cherries and walnuts that my Dad has picked and my Mum has put in the jars, added sugar, poured brandy over them and she makes sure they are in the sunshine, in order to make liqueurs. Lids on the jars are saucers that belonged to coffee cups from which we used to have coffee for years. The jars are basking in the sun on the window that overlooks the courtyard in which I played as a kid. Playing with cats until they had enough and would scratch me, building houses from cardboard and wooden planks, scratching my knees as I learned to ride a bicycle, played with my dog. The moment I took the photo, it became one of my favorites and I return to it very often. Because of the feeling it brings. There is no place like home. Not to have it only as a digital picture, I had it – experimentally, printed onto linen fabric. The experiment turned out to be more than success, I do not think that any other fabric, apart from coarse linen, would do it honor. And what to do with that piece of fabric? A photo pillowcase, of course. And dress my softest couch cushion in it. So I would enjoy hugging it, and so it would gently welcome me when I lean on it. There is no place like home. This is what I gave myself for birthday and I am very happy with the present! With love, Mare
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Nema mjesta kao što je dom Posted on 13 rujna 2013 and filed under Kućni tekstil. This post is also available in: English I tako, kao što sam već objasnila, kada želim nekom nešto pokloniti, najdraže mi je ako to može biti poklon koji sam sama napravila i koji primatelju nešto znači. Poklanjam li sebi kada šta? Rijetko. Ali ipak da! Ovo je fotografija koju sam snimila kod svojih roditelja. U staklenkama su višnje i orasi koje je tata ubrao i mama namočila u rakiju, dodala šećera, i drži ih na suncu, da bi od njih kroz nešto vremena nastali likeri. Poklopci na staklenkama su tanjurići od šalica za kavu iz kojih smo godinama pili kavu. Staklenke se sunčaju na prozoru koji gleda na dvorište u kojem sam se igrala kao klinka. Navlačila mačke pa su me greble, gradila kuće od kartona i dasaka, razbijala koljena učeći voziti bicikl, igrala se s psom. I sve ostalo. Kako sam ju snimila, fotografija je postala jedna od mojih omiljenih i često joj se vraćam. Zbog osjećaja koje u meni izaziva. Nema mjesta kao što je dom. Da ju ne bih imala samo u elektronskom formatu, dala sam ju – eksperimentalno, tiskati na lanenu tkaninu. Eksperiment je više nego uspio, mislim da niti na čemu drugom osim grubog lana ne bih dobila dojam koji sam željela. I što sad učiniti s tim komadićem tkanine? Pa jastučnicu, naravno, i obući u nju najmekši jastuk na kauču. Da mi ga bude lijepo zagrliti i da me moj foto jastuk nježno prihvati kada se zavalim na njega. Nema mjesta kao što je dom. To sam si, eto, poklonila za rođendan, i jako sam zadovoljna poklonom! S ljubavlju, Mare - Comments (0) Fatal error: Cannot assign by reference to overloaded object in /var/sites/m/malamare.net/public_html/wp-content/themes/mystique/atom-core.php on line 4232