Hi. Nice to meet you, I’m Catherine.
Welcome to my Cave of Creativity.
So dramatic. (The title of this post, the cave, it all makes me think of vestal virgins and ancient rites and marble temples aaand… Ok, I’m back.)
How was this blog born? It all started super simple. I sat down. Actually, I laid down, with my right foot elevated, and my fifth metatarsal very broken. But I had some time to think.
Turns out, there is not that many hobbies in this world that I actually enjoy.
Books. Good ones make me happy, crappy ones make me grumpy (mostly because I need to finish them even if they suck. OCD.)
Words. They are awesome. They’re like supercharged fairy dust.
Talented writers. The above description of words would make writers… fairies. We’ll go with that.
Writing myself. And then finding whatever it is I wrote weeks later. Time travelling to a specific feeling and flavour of a moment.
Cooking. Truthfully, feeding people is what I like. Reading about people’s dishes. Foodporn.
There’s probably a few more, but my painkillers knocked me out and you can’t get to know me in just a few paragraphs. (There goes hoping I’m a complex creature… ; ))
Also, I’m not sufficiently self-actualised to just name all the things that bring me joy off the bat. Tough.
And then, I like me some simple esthetic fun.
Confession. I never thought of myself as a girly girl, and one that does makeup well. I can’t draw. Like at all. I write, true. But if you tell me to scrapbook or decoupage or collage, I run. I run far and hide. I probably can’t do it, but even more so, I have no interest in it. My best friend can spend hours and hours, covered in glue and scraps of paper and feathers and beads and gods knows what. That’s her creative outlet.
My claws are mine.
And I want this blog to be my journal, a journal of how I make things pretty and how they make me happy. Because pretty is one of life’s simplest pleasures. And we all have 10 canvas that are just waiting for some pretty to brighten (or darken :)) our day.
Since I’ve started following the nail blogging community it sort of dawned on me how much better my painting an decorating my nails would be if I could share it with people who are interested in the same thing.
OK. This is my very first, virgin post. So I’ll stop at that and spare you the full story of my nails through a catholic boarding school (my nails still cringe when they think about it), biting (I’m still trying to make it up to them) and uni, if you ever want to know what they went through and sympathise, let me know.
But now, some nailporn. There will be aplenty at this address :)
I feel like I’ve gone up a level in pampering my nails when I fell in love with stamping. That was a week ago. (I’ve been thinking about stamping for a while, so many talented bloggers out there tortured me with pretty, pretty stamped nails, but I finally got to it when I broke my foot. Yes.)
So, even though I’m super self conscious about it, there go my first stamping attempts, for your viewing pleasure.
The stamping on the golden base is, following the title, the virgin stamping. I’m posting every attempt, even those really… well. Honestly, it’s a learning curve.
Enjoy, give feedback if you feel like it and most importantly – be inspired !
(even if only to strive for BETTER then my first stamping attempts ; ))
Oooooompf. Deep breath. Post.