AUTUMN, that wistful interlude between the sultry veil of summer and the frozen stillness of winter, arrives in a cascade of rustling leaves, each one a reminder of the season's transitory beauty. The air, once laden with the languor of summer, now wears a crisper edge, a hint of the inevitable chill to come. The scent of oud and embers drifting from candles mingles with the earthy fragrance of fallen leaves, weaving a heady potion filled with melancholy.
WE HAVE been out of town for the past three days, and there's something about taking time away from work that's refreshing. When we returned home yesterday evening, I was ready to get to work, fresh from a break from routine. The time away also made me think about my home office set-up⏤things that are working and things that could be improved, and so I searched around for some inspiration.
A SCHOOL FRIEND once remarked that I was good at seasons, and when I thought about it, I realised that she was right. I actually really do love to capture the feeling and moods of the changing seasons, the excitement that comes with arrival of the first snowdrops in winter, just as the days start to get longer, the way the sun's rays deepen in colour at sunset. And at the other end of the spectrum, when summer fades into autumn, we realise with the changing leaves and cosy evenings with their flickering firelight, that endings can be beautiful too. We learn, every autumn what it is to let go...
I used to have a rather large cork inspiration board above my desk, filled with the things I liked to gaze at while working and daydreaming. And while it has since been replaced with a picture wall, I’ve always missed the versitility of the cork . . .