A play in France and a wedding in Romania

Welcome to my Holiday presentation of a play and a wedding in two different countries, France and Romania. This is my third winter production and for this year I found my inspiration from Tim Burton. He has made some of my very favorite movies. Beetlejuice, Edward Scissorhands, Dark Shadows, Alice in Wonderland and The Nightmare before Christmas to mention just a few. I greatly admire Tim Burton's ability of imagining magical stories that can captivate and totally engage you in utter make believe.

Iggy Pop the rock legend in an interview I recently watched and really enjoyed mentioned and I quote "stuff you did on instinct not intelligence". It truly defines my whimsical escapade in this presentation. At the end of this post please click onto my friends Doré and Lin's links, who are also producing holiday presentations, our gift to you. So in my attempt of storytelling to entertain you with a whimsical fantasy holiday production please sit back and believe...

Violet is a mouse who lives in this abandoned centuries old opera house. She produces magical Ballets for each holiday. Last Christmas she produced the Gypsy Ballet. But this year for Christmas, sweet Violet is leaving with Rémi, her finance soon to be wed in Romania. Rémi is a very theatrical thespian and attends each of Violets performances. He instantly fell head over heels in love with her and on Valentine's Day proposed to Violet on bended mouse knee right up on the stage during Violets révérence. The audience went wild applauding as Rémi jumped up on the stage during Violets final bow. 

Today is December 23rd and their nuptials are tomorrow, Christmas Eve. Three of Violets friends Eugène, Frédéric and Henri offered to produce a play based on the old English fairytale rhyme of 3 Blind Mice. Violet ever being the perfectionist spent much time with them and choreographed their song and dance numbers.

Needing to board their plane to Romania Violet dropped by unexpectedly the morning of their dress rehearsal. In anxious bridezilla craziness she actually suggested to keep the play authentic they should cut off their tails with a carving knife! Since the nursery rhyme goes "They all ran after the farmer's wife, who cut off their tails with a carving knife, did you ever see such a thing in your life, as three blind mice".  Henri firmly told Violet - A we are not blind, B we are only actors and C you are speaking crazy so just go away! Whew, with a plane to catch Rémi literally pulled Violet off the stage and thankfully the tail chopping incident did not occur. 

The plane awaits to fly our couple into Transylvania, Romania known as "The Land beyond the forest." It is in the medieval town of Brasov in a castle nestled in a fairytale village in the Carpathian Mountains they will wed. 

Why get married in Transylvania, Romania and not Paris, France? Simply because Rémi a hopeless romantic and Violet ever the prima ballerina looking for a fairytale wedding were captivated by stories told by Rémi's young ingenue cousin Alina. A Romanian ice skater with Olympic Gold ambition. Alina's enchanting stories and folk lore all about local villagers and the legend of Dracula convinced the couple nuptials there would be enchanting. In a world that often is overwhelming and scary Violet and Rémi are adventurous and courageous, undaunted by fear.

Cousin Alina can not afford an Olympic coach and was befriended by Gus a Vampire Kangaroo rat that lives at the castle where Alina loves to skate everyday. Gus coaches and encourages his new friend. Fairytale fascination certainly runs rampant in Rémi's family with Alina's Olympic Gold medal dreams.

Gus dwells in Count Dracula's 14th century castle and explained a wedding could be arranged since the count sleeps during the day and Christmas Eve day would be perfect.

Meanwhile back in Paris ...

Opening matinee begins and there is magic in the air. Tails intact the audience enthralled the play commences flawlessly. 

Singing, dancing and energy filled the air as the sound of applause resonated throughout the theatre.

The cast:

On the left Eugène, middle Frédéric and on the right Henri. 

Bravo, bravo, bravo as large Red Roses were placed on the theatre stage, as the trio joyfully performed.

Rémi and Violet touched down in Romania many hours later and the extremely cold night air embraced them with anticipation and much excitement for their wedding day.

Violet and Rémi made all their plans during phone conversations with Alina and Gus weeks ago as they headed over to the castle to check everything out. Violet had her heart set on a large White Christmas tree with Silver balls and hoped it was just as she had envisioned. Both Gothic romance novel lovers spending late evenings up reading to each other this Gothic 14th century castle was everything they had ever dreamed about and much more.

A perfect medieval castle with turrets and Gargoyles the couple was thrilled.

Violet has always loved the Gargoyles that sit on top the rooftop cathédrale at Notre-Dame in Paris. Once Violet wanting a closer look climbed up to the roof and perched her petite self up on the head of a gargoyle. It turned out to be a impulsive idea since she was nearly blown off by the high winds that day.

Violet adored her Christmas tree and Rémi loves the Gothic coffin of Count Dracula. Secretly hoping he would make an appearance, although aware he would not. 

Alina and Gus escorted the Orthodox Priest and best friends Veronica (matron of honor) and best man Mike into the castle.

At Rémi's request the Priest wore a Vampire cape, that had been custom made just for the day. Rémi believed it would add authentic charm to their wedding.

The adorable Mr. and Mrs. as they leave the castle for photos. Hand in hand to live happily ever after, a theatrical life in Paris. Their sweet innocent hearts filled with wonderment and hopeful dreams.

Alina, Gus the vampire kangaroo rat and the Priest. In the fairytale village nestled in the Carpathian Mountains there is a deep bond and respect with the local villagers to honor the legend of Dracula. 

Snowballs were playfully tossed around and Rémi took one on his nose as the final photo was snapped on a perfectly enchanting fairytale wedding day. 

                                 ~  The end ~

xx,

Vera

See you in the New Year as I enter my third year of blogging. Have a joyful Holiday and I wish you much love, health, happiness filled with many fun adventures in 2016.

Doré's presentation - Burlapluxe.blogspot.com

Lin's presentation - atinycottageinthewoods.blogspot.com

Sources: 

Dracula's castle made by John and gifted to me years ago on my Birthday

French theatre and ladder purchased from Burlap Luxe on etsy

Violet, Veronica, Mike and Gus needle felted by Penny at - Angelsdoor.blogspot.com

Alina, Priest, Eugène, Frédéric and Henri - CozyMilArt etsy

Rémi was a gift from John 

Paper vintage book trees in French theatre and cutout metal urn - VILLABARNES.com

Mini chandelier in French theatre handmade by Méa out of an antique chandelier and part of my Christmas gift this year from John - Measvintage.blogspot.com

Everything else made, choreographed and written, photographed and dreamed up by me - Vera

Believe

We've entered into the most magical time of the year and what better time to share my reveal of my finally completed laundry room. A room that was long imagined in my wishes and dreams, a room inspired by Alice in Wonderland. But most importantly a room when entering suddenly the chore of laundry fades into playful imagination and dare I say play.

Photo is of the back of our kitchen bi-fold door I faux painted a Harlequin pattern on.  What better guide then an adorable elf who's name is Elfie popping through a pet door opening.

The door downstairs to the laundry room/basement/outside in the back of our house is in our kitchen and I wanted to be able to open the door and feel embraced by a memory of an AIW inspired tea time. Throughout the laundry room I have applied my faux painting techniques, but I wanted the walls a snowy White because to me it just seemed totally right.

"The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams."

~Eleanor Roosevelt~

A hand painted canvas closeup photo. It has glittery paint touches that were not captured in this photograph and is hung to the side of my stripe faux painted tea cup shelf. 

Purchased from Violet House Crafts on etsy. Under my poem titled Believe you will find all the sources for this post. I've had a fascination ever since I was young of the moon and glittery stars that fill our heavenly skies. The painting is whimsical and appeals to my inner child that is enchanted by make believe places. I tend to be a deep thinker and I am always willing to flip the switch into play.

The most magical word of all to me is Believe. The word has guided and encouraged me throughout my life. Méa from Méa's vintage designed and created the Believe banner. It is Cartapesta (Papier Mâché) and it was a piece I purchased last year. I am graced to call Méa my friend and in 2016 with our European travel plans at the end of our vacation will bring us to Germany to finally meet Méa and her family in person.

I Purchased my AIW teapot/cup for one on eBay ... I believe my Simon >^..^< may very well be born from the Cheshire Cat dynasty! 22 pounds, striped, a real tom cat and ever cunning and clever.

An overall view of the laundry room. What was once old and scary has become old and fun. Our kitchen refrigerator was brought downstairs for additional storage when our long desired glass front Sub Zero became part of our kitchen update. We dwell in a house built in 1934 and deal with old building construction and its irregular measurements and quirky charm.

Under the stairs two cat litter trays are located and all the necessary tools! Just keeping it honest as the air purifier beneath the stairs provides white noise and rids any odors. 

We are currently working in the center part of our basement renovation (peek will be shown at the end). Christmas decorations are neatly packed away in translucent plastic tubs from the container store which are piled high. Not at all easily reached in the gathered clutter of storage during construction so this year those tubs are "Forget about it"!!! 

2015 our Christmas décor is rustic live, lots of small live trees and whatever I can grab from my stash!!! Thankfully all our Christmas inspired art canvas's are up and bottle brushes were located. Christmas pillows were stored upstairs so our house does look festive. My adorable elf named Elfie was purchased weeks before Thanksgiving from Cocoa and Olive. I've been moving him around room by room to keep me company. In his arms he holds a needle felted mouse, a gift from John a few years ago. The mouse traveled from Amsterdam to live much beloved by me in Philadelphia.

I delight in the opportunity to leisurely enjoy a day or two and just be a "house cat".  I believe in nurturing our inner child and mine enjoys cute slippers and PJ's.

The Razzle dazzle from the Golden sequins reflects as they entertain and amuse me. Hey what can I say I live in Philadelphia and enjoy the Mummers Day parade!

I love industrial chic and I instantly loved this wire cage pulley wall light. It can be raised or lowered by the Bronze cloth covered cord. A 7 inch Edison bulb can be dimmed thanks to John installing a dimmer on the cord. The shadows cast at night fill me with wonderment.

A French market bag hangs on one of the shelf hooks and the stocking is made by my friend Doré from Burlap Luxe blog. Made of a vintage velvet fabric with a zinc ring and tattered ribbon found its display along side the bag. I walked around the entire house and this is where it spoke to me to hang. 

All the artwork is Black and White photography printed by John on canvas hanging in the laundry room.

We polished the concrete floors and there are two cowhides on the floor. When our foundation was being poured in 1934 a large dog ran through the wet concrete. It is because of the paw prints giving legacy I would never cover up the concrete throughout the basement. Polished it gives a warm industrial feel. 

Wire shelves hold supplies over the washer next to a Stainless Steel utility sink.

A wire gym basket holds flour sack towels and are always at the ready hanging down on cast iron vintage style faucet head hooks from Décor Steals.

John built a wood folding laundry table/shelf. It is hinged and when pulled up will accommodate folding Queen sized bedding. Pushing a latch drops the extension down to the side. I faux painted 5 inch wide Charcoal Grey stripes which were painted over a White pickled finish to the Birch Plywood. I then applied in different directions a raw Siena glaze followed by a Taupe glaze, last technique was to fog the entire piece with a warm white to soften the effect. 

The back door I painted a French Bleu which had a Periwinkle hue. I then mixed a warm White in a 50/50 base of paint and glaze and with a brush pulled the glaze down the door and softened it with a rag. The finish I refer to as my rain finish because it resembles a weathered age effect.

Close up of my faux painting. It's fun when you become your customer.

The antique wire rack is from Mary Alice of Chateau Chic. Mary Alice had displayed it over her mantel on a blog post and I commented her how much I loved the rack. Much to my surprise and delight she offered to sell it to me. Needless to say I jumped at the offer. I've been told it is a very old Bakers cooling or drying rack.

The side of the folding table/shelf dropped down to the side.

Time inspired I hung time on the rack. I am very conscious and respectful regarding time and I'm always on time. We made this little sign from the White Rabbit quote in Alice in Wonderland. 

A clock is hung, it is made from a Citroën Deux Chevaux (2CV) speedometer face. I also have displayed 3 pocket watches. Steampunk factored into two of them and they are double sided.

Hung away from the wall the shadow play it creates is simply delightful.

As renovations continue in the center part of our basement, dust, dirt and debris is back once again in our row-home but thankfully contained downstairs. Work will continue through the winter and in Spring a new powder room will be built. Here is a sneak peek... More to follow.

Elfie and I invite you back soon for a very special Holiday presentation and until then I leave you with my poem Believe. Sources beneath the poem.

xx,

Vera

Each morning I awake and believe to accept in the feeling of an inner truth even without any absolute proof of it's existence.

I listen to the needs of my inner child within my psyche providing vitality and creativity and she guides me with insistence.

Throughout my life I've discovered there are magical words that can set your imagination free and the most miraculous one for me is Believe.

A word that is both enchanting and astonishing in the magic bestowed then achieved when you accept in your imagination to perceive.

We all have desires, ambitions and dreams that enable us to learn through self discoveries each and every day.

I practice the theory we own our happiness in thoughts and deeds and by engaging our inner child we never lose the joy of play.

Perhaps it's solely for my own amusement I engage in the art of play but in my heart I truly Believe ...

spontaneous engagement in creative play will reward your psyche with magical moments for you to receive.

© Vera

Measvintage.blogspot.com

Violet House Crafts on etsy

Burlapluxe.blogspot.com

Chateau-chic.blogspot.com

oliveandcocoa.com

Peace on Earth

I'm sending up prayers to heaven guided by love on the wings of a Peace Dove,

asking for tranquil blessings and protection for all people I care about and love.

I'm born of immigrants and practice in the abstract all people are created equal no matter their race or creed.

Our solidarity and prayers are needed to keep worldwide innocents free from strife, a most urgent plead.

The idealism of a monolithic Islamic state in Iraq and Syria (ISIS) has created worldwide terrorism fright.

Their evil path of jihadism is unacceptable as they pass judgmental loathing of Christians in plain sight. 

I've always believed love is stronger than hate and will win the "war" with terrorism and shine a peaceful light.

The recent attacks in Paris were horrific and I pledge solidarity as I with empathetic compassion sit down to write... 

I'm sending up prayers to heaven guided by love on the wings of a Peace Dove,

asking for tranquil blessings and protection for all the people I care about and love.

© Vera

November is coloring outside the lines ...

November to me represents a month gathering in friendship and love as we join together to renew and strengthen our emotional bonds. In Philadelphia most leaves are still painted color's of Russet and Gold as they dance and swirl through the sky while our weather temperatures usually range in the 30's up to the 50's. But this isn't a usual November by any means, Mother Nature is coloring outside the lines with our degrees in the mid 70's everyday so far.

The sounds of November that I adore most are walking through leaves that have fallen to the ground and rustle in the breeze releasing a pleasant crunch sound. Daylight ends earlier and evening shadows come out to play, often the clouds that float by above are colored Winter's Grey. There's also the sound of gabbling migrating Geese traveling in a flock. It's the sound that lets me know cold days are ahead. I sense for some the cold long winter months arriving are anticipated with dread. Perhaps even a desire to hibernate the winter away.

But for me with the upcoming seasons change I start to layer, fluff and nest enjoying nature's quiet in the months ahead. I take on many art projects, cook more soul satisfying meals, write my poetry and John and I have marathon weekends watching missed TV series and movies. Snuggling under layers of Mongolian lamb and goose down as the wind blows and the snow falls oftentimes reading a good book.

The lamb's fur becomes a pet to me as I twirl my fingers through and they keep me warm, be it real or faux fur.

Recently I purchased two handmade wreaths created from vintage book pages from my friend and fellow blogger Rosemary from VILLABARNES. Mine are tinted and there is a sturdy wire inside to hold it together. You can find similar ones in her etsy store.

I hung the smaller one (6 inches by 2 deep) on our living room's antique barn glassless frame.

My wreath purchases inspired me to write this poetic share.

"The circle of life gifts us as we give our thanks to the divinity...

Circles represent time through seasons cycles in a continual shape of infinity.
A wreaths symbolic feature is the circle which is a shape of femininity.

To me they offer protection, unity and balance all reasons for my feelings of affinity."

~Vera~

In our Dining room a Restoration Hardware mirror made from vintage salvaged wood that I redid the finish on hangs my second tactile wreath purchased from Rosemary. This beauty is 11.5 inches wide and 4 inches deep. It is hung on a removable 3M hook. I feel it adds warmth and rustic Fall charm.

They are labor intensive creations made with love by Rosemary and I adore how they are tinted and you can still read the words on the pages of the vintage books. Rosemary uses only vintage books that are damaged and recycles them into this highly creative art.

Japanese porcelain bowls, left side from West Elm, middle one and the adorable cat one are a gift from friend Doré from Burlap Luxe and on the right are vintage smaller bowls I purchased years ago in Chinatown. 

This is my first venture into highly colorful dinnerware. I found them on sale at West Elm and we are enjoying the fun patterns. 

Risotto's stirred with love, Turkey chili, soups, stews and creole red beans with rice all have been enjoyed in these bowls.

For me nothing satisfies and perks you up on a cold day as food served in a bowl cradled in your palm -

To reward your taste and quiet the hunger as you start to feel calm it acts as an emotional healing balm.

It may come as a surprise but to me savory always wins over anything sweet,

where the fragrant aroma's greet your sense of smell offering healthy food to eat.

For the past decade we have enjoyed this polished nickel squirrel nutcracker.

During the warm months he resides in our Dining room armoire and when I take a serving piece out for the table I see him and a smile always forms on my face.

In March any nuts we have left over are bagged and John and I walk to the park (2 blocks away) and spread them on the ground for the sweet woodland animals. We also after Thanksgiving take any Pumpkins left outside as decoration to the park and smash them so the wildlife can feed on them. 

On our stainless steel kitchen ledge I added this sign over the Summer. 

It is made by Sugarboo handpainted on reclaimed vintage salvaged wood.

We are spending Thanksgiving with our Grand Gabrielle in Cape May this year. Recently she came for a visit and spent a few days with us. In Gabby style while I was still asleep she took my iPhone and snapped many goofy pictures of herself. It's not until after she leaves I discover them on my phone. I feel enormous thanks and gratitude for the love shared with my Grands and they are truly my greatest gift from my son Chris. Since Gabby reads my blog I hope I haven't embarrassed her (too much) with sharing this photo. Love you Gabby to the Moon and back!

I will return with a post shortly after Thanksgiving and give a tour of my completed faux painted projects in our Laundry room. I wanted a fun Laundry room in our basement to be Alice in Wonderland inspired. This is a sneak peek of my faux painting on my folding laundry table/shelf John built. Until then I leave you with these thoughts to ponder. . .

I believe an enrichment to our soul occurs during the heartfelt expression in gathering to give thanks. As you bow your head in grateful prayer and appreciation of a bountiful harvest from our fruitful land - please carry this life affirming act of Thanksgiving in your heart throughout the year.

xx,

Vera

PS Ever wonder why the US celebrates Thanksgiving in November while in Canada it's observed in October? It's because in 1863 Abraham Lincoln declared the last Thursday of November to be a national day of Thanksgiving.

Happy Thanksgiving wishes to you and your families.

Source:

VILLABARNES.com