I was feeling a bit stale from a long winter and from staring out at all this natural beauty. Seriously, sometimes you really can't see the forest for the trees.
So my husband and I packed up and went on a trip from which we have just returned.
We struggled at first to decide where this much needed break would be, friends in the Caribbean, friends in Bali all tempted us but we realised pretty quickly it was a big dose of City that was needed.
My first post (in forever I know!)is about why that was a good choice, going city that is. I needed visual feeding.
Coming up with unusual inspiration for Wedding decor that goes beyond bark and moss or can be ferreted out from the two dimensional world of my MAC is at times a challenge.
So it seemed to make sense to go to Paris.
Isn't this just fantastic!
I know I can't bring the Musee des Moyan Age here (though I wish I could work there) nor can I time travel the ancient stone masons of France for my next project but I can certainly let them inpsire me.... how about for the next time I have a tent ceiling to decorate?
Ah, the jet lag siren song calls and I must answer. More soon dear friends. au bientôt.