Sparklewren

aesthetic art corsetry

Personal highlights of 2015

A condensed, personal, view of 2015. 

Top: Summerfield Stables, where I volunteer each week and where I have been made to feel instantly welcome since first visiting this Summer. Returning to horses has been the highlight of my year. The highlight of a number of years! I hadn't even realised quite how much I needed this in my life and am still pinching myself. I guess no matter how long you live in cities a wish for fresh air, mud, and animals just sticks with you.  Bottom left: our refocused commitment to couture corsetry. It was exactly what we needed and cutting out other areas of the corsetry market has been a very good thing for both our workload and enjoyment of the job. 2016 will be interesting in terms of deciding where to take the business next, based on the lessons of 2015. And practical considerations aside, I'm just thrilled at some of the corsets and images I got to help make this year.  Bottom right: our narrowboat, The Celt (picture from the summer). She feels like some sort of chrysalid. Safe, small, and private. A year since buying her we are still making changes (ripping out is always faster than remaking), but it doesn't matter. She's so peaceful. She's so easy. We can't work from home, there's no space. We have to actually *be at home* these days. It takes time to set the fire, it takes time to get water and fuel on board, it takes time to get her out the water for blacking, it takes time to get anywhere... But thankfully it takes no time to tidy up! And it takes no time to feel calm. You're gently forced to slow down and rest. To curl up with books or sketch pads. To go out for a walk around the canals. I'm in the middle of the city on the boat, but I feel like I have a rural home once again. 

Top: Summerfield Stables, where I volunteer each week and where I have been made to feel instantly welcome since first visiting this Summer. Returning to horses has been the highlight of my year. The highlight of a number of years! I hadn't even realised quite how much I needed this in my life and am still pinching myself. I guess no matter how long you live in cities a wish for fresh air, mud, and animals just sticks with you. 

Bottom left: our refocused commitment to couture corsetry. It was exactly what we needed and cutting out other areas of the corsetry market has been a very good thing for both our workload and enjoyment of the job. 2016 will be interesting in terms of deciding where to take the business next, based on the lessons of 2015. And practical considerations aside, I'm just thrilled at some of the corsets and images I got to help make this year. 

Bottom right: our narrowboat, The Celt (picture from the summer). She feels like some sort of chrysalid. Safe, small, and private. A year since buying her we are still making changes (ripping out is always faster than remaking), but it doesn't matter. She's so peaceful. She's so easy. We can't work from home, there's no space. We have to actually *be at home* these days. It takes time to set the fire, it takes time to get water and fuel on board, it takes time to get her out the water for blacking, it takes time to get anywhere... But thankfully it takes no time to tidy up! And it takes no time to feel calm. You're gently forced to slow down and rest. To curl up with books or sketch pads. To go out for a walk around the canals. I'm in the middle of the city on the boat, but I feel like I have a rural home once again. 

I know it can sound trite, but I am so very very grateful for this year and the people and experiences in it. I don't know how to convey it without falling into clichés, but it's true.

Happy New Year everyone.