Selv gamle damer er opptatt av interiør og design. Som pensjonist tilbringer man mer tid hjemme enn noensinne. Livet går i sakte valsetakt. Gjenbruk har vært et ideal siden oljekrisen tidlig på syttitallet. Jeg har satt sammen et stilleben av gamle tekstiler og gjenstander fra loppemarkeder, Fretex samt småfunn og litt arvegods.
I bakgrunnen et dansk litografi, fransk kjeksreklame, og norsk rosemalingsbrett. Bedehuskaffekjelen som rommer 5,5 liter fant jeg i en mørk kjeller. Ståluglen, en brevpresse som er formet etter høyrehånd, og både signert og nummerert, er min manns loppetrofe som jeg har kidnappet for ti år tilbake. Har valgt en sjokkrosa, steintøy 2 CV sparebørse til center piece.Second hand Torbjørn Egner og David Baird utgaver symboliserer kjærlighet til bøker fra vugge til grav.
Tinnuglelysestakene er arvegods, mens plastkoppen til høyre er en overlevning fra en henfaren thermos. Lappeteppene er annengangs gjenbruk fra bruktbutikken. Den turkis husmorstolen med stålunderstell og små hjul fra femtitallet er også funnet, mens pleddet til kr.39,50 ble kjøpt på Fretex sist fredag. Ingen bestemt stilart, men mange glade minner fra et levd liv.
Even old ladies like me fancies interior design. After all I spend most of my time at home. I like to rearrange my old and new findings. Recycling has been my contribution to a greener world since the 1970-ies. Daughter Serina has encouraged me to read the blogs of Todd Selby. Here I was inspired to compose a still life contribution for a competition on a Norwegian "fabulous" interior blog .
Dette er mitt bidrag til interiørbilde.
Linking to
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For one month and a half our two kids have been playing together late and early, hunting high and low, using balls, newspaper mice, you name it, Serina and Amidala have done it.
Dette er mitt bidrag til interiørbilde.
Serina offered to make us dinner. After living 4 years away from home she has developed into an excellent cook. Darwin would have loved her; "Survival of the fittest. "
Salmon baked in oven with potatoes, red pepper, garlic,cheese, yoghurt and leek. Yummy.
We had double espressos and ice for desert in the living room. Serina came up with the marvellous idea of reading loud from Tolkien's The Hobbit. She got the novel for Christmas and was very well aware that neither I nor her father had bothered to read the book. 
Besides Christmas Eve we hardly practice loud reading much nowadays. It made great fun, and while the ice was melting, our minds were blooming.
Serina and Gunnar alternated reading while I sat fiddling with my camera. Serina is headed for studies in Ireland next week, and needs to practice English pronunciation.
Gunnar also found it easier reading from the ipad after awhile. The letters in the Hobbit pocket book are very small indeed. Imagine, it's 75 years since it first was published. One of Serina's favourite actors is busy filming the book on New Zealand these days. 
It's been a long time since I have been enjoying the peace and togetherness of our family this much. Even my telephone call to my mother was relaxing. My best friend from my childhood and her husband were paying my mother a much appreciated visit. I just felt how my tense shoulders were relaxing. Other of my best friends are living in our books, they are stacked in every room of our home.
