Hello there! It’s Kelly Brown, Holly’s roving reporter (really, photographer!) and I am back to share with you a bright, eclectic studio tour of artist Melissa Milakovic of Love Like Red, a charming creative paper company based out of Victoria, British Columbia.
Melissa’s home studio is her creative sanctuary, filled with little treasures and inspirations. Its bright, bold, and colorful with energetic and vibrant details everywhere you look. Melissa says she doesn’t ever try to match anything. She finds something she loves and finds a place for it in her home.
Her studio decor blends seamlessly into her art as well. Take on look at her paper goods and you can see how they are inspired by her studio environment. Holly put together a little round up of some of her favorites below, they can all be purchased here. Its the kind of space that welcomes you and makes you want to create all day!
As an artist, Melissa believes in keeping love and life fun, honest and sweet by inspiring you to share your own stories through the gift of a handwritten note.
(images/text: Kelly Brown)
I came across some lovely things today when Agata, who is also the blog author of Passion Shake, stopped by to share her favorite new sideboard with me since she knows I’m on the prowl for one. Anyway, I clicked on her link and ended up on her blog and found lots of nice things like these prints by Danish artist Pernille Folcarelli. But first, how are you today? I was out and about with baby Aidan shopping and saw lots of my friends walking around – every few minutes as we strolled, we’d bump into more friends out with their babies. It was the sweetest thing. Aidan attracts attention when we’re out – strangers come right up and want to “meet” him and little old ladies tell me how “sugar sweet” he is. I am writing all of this down in his journal so I don’t forget and can tell him someday. Everyone loves this little guy, but especially me. Enough about me. Let’s look at some gorgeous work by Pernille up in Denmark.
I really do love these botanical prints by Pernille Folcarelli. They look especially stunning against smokey charcoal walls, don’t they? I think botanicals are so easy to love.
You can buy all of these prints and post cards for framing right here.
(images: Pernille Folcarelli)
I got a very sweet email submission this morning from Jane Wilder, a photographer in California, who wanted to share news about her Etsy shop. I’m running out in a bit, so I thought to quickly share them with you in case you’d not heard of her before. I really like her cheerful, bright and positive works and can definitely see a few of these in my work studio renovation so maybe I’ll have to grab some in the next month or two. Here are some of my favorites from Jane’s shop below. I love the sunflowers and the palm against that peach background, oh and the girl facing the pool. Definite faves! Which do you fancy? Here is a link to her shop – enjoy! (images: jane wilder)
Let’s talk about childhood pets for a moment but first, what comes to mind when I say this word. Snoopy. Perhaps you see the beagle who bounces gleefully in the Peanuts series. I see a darling green and gold budgie that was one of my best friends growing up. Snoopy, whom I named after thinking Woodstock was too silly for a bird name, was always there for me – never fail. He loved to soar around my room, rest of my shoulder, crawl up beneath my chin and cuddle. He loved to play with his toys and had a fondness for bells. We had our own “call” – the moment I did it he would fly to me no matter where he was in the house. Once he escaped to the great outdoors and it was my call that got him back inside again.
My parents had dogs and cats but that little tiny bundle of happy was all mine. I was responsible for feeding, cage clean up and maintaining his water dish and ensuring his toys were in good shape including his cutterbone which I loved because I always thought it looked like the coolest little bird surfboard and I would daydream about taking him to the beach near our house to ride the waves on it. Silly kid but cute still. I still smell his feathers if I think hard and whenever I smell birdseed, even today which feels like a million years later, I think of my little bird with the very big personality.
After he died, which was so unnecessary (my mother decided to put him under the shower to wash him), I wasn’t the same for awhile. I was mad at my mother. Mad at life. My grades suffered, my heart — split in two. He was my first and last pet. After his death, I couldn’t imagine getting attached to another animal. I’ll never forget seeing him as he laid lifeless at the bottom of his cage. I took his limp little body out, placed him on a soft towel and tried my CPR moves – the ones I had learned in health class (of course that was ridiculous but I was a little girl). When nothing happened, I cried for so long that he was dry by the time I had composed myself enough to bury him. I then prepared a shoe box, included all of his favorite toys, wrapped him carefully in one of my favorite blankets I had used for my Barbie doll’s bed, and placed him inside closing the lid and knowing that was the last time I’d see him. I then rode my bike for 20 minutes down to the intercoastal waterway to bury him in my thinking spot, where I went when I needed to have peace and quiet. That is why today, whenever I see a parakeet, a sweet little budgie of any color, I feel warm and happy inside though obviously mixed with sadness. I think of my little feathered friend. And then I think about if I should get a pet again someday.
Now that you have some history, and thanks for listening to my sad story, perhaps you know why this artists’ work touched my heart this morning. Isn’t art supposed to evoke emotion? Stefan Gevers captures the personality of birds so well I think. And the colors are vibrant and joyful. Born in The Netherlands, Stefan lives in Melbourne, Australia where he creates gorgeous art and hosts workshops. I found out about Stefan from the blog Studio Home here thanks to a reader, Jay, who highlighted this site just today.
Did you ever have a childhood pet? What kind was it? What did you call it? Did you feel then as though you had the most special relationship in the world? As I begin to think about my baby growing up and eventually wanting a pet of his own I wonder if I should get him something that tends to have a longer life span or a shorter one. Any thoughts?
(photos: stefan gevers)