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Will I see you tonight? @dgiannavintage @relicsofcouture
U can buy this necklace there Xxx
Will I see you tonight? @dgiannavintage @relicsofcouture
U can buy this necklace there Xxx
I made this mirror for my bathroom (soon to be revealed). Inspired by a need for storage — somewhere to hold my toothbrush. But the more I looked at it, and then back at life, the deeper it became.
A mirror will reflect regardless — but it’s the gaze that gives it meaning.
My image becomes infinite — but my perception defines it, almost warps it.
If the reflection shows what we are or think we are, then the frame — the outside — becomes a metaphor for how our beliefs, emotions, and experiences shape what we see.
Reflection is limitless, but what we see is not.
It’s not the mirror that defines the image, but the one looking into it.
See how we are all reflecting each other.
What I notice in you, lives in me. Every person we meet is a mirror — of our light, our shadow, our becoming.
We’re all fragments of each other — light catching light, shaped by our minds.
This piece is part of The World is Full of Mirrors, on display at @lupine__studio from August 1–3.
*That last pic is like 3 years old from my first mirror collection*
#dgianna #dgiannastudio
I made this mirror for my bathroom (soon to be revealed). Inspired by a need for storage — somewhere to hold my toothbrush. But the more I looked at it, and then back at life, the deeper it became.
A mirror will reflect regardless — but it’s the gaze that gives it meaning.
My image becomes infinite — but my perception defines it, almost warps it.
If the reflection shows what we are or think we are, then the frame — the outside — becomes a metaphor for how our beliefs, emotions, and experiences shape what we see.
Reflection is limitless, but what we see is not.
It’s not the mirror that defines the image, but the one looking into it.
See how we are all reflecting each other.
What I notice in you, lives in me. Every person we meet is a mirror — of our light, our shadow, our becoming.
We’re all fragments of each other — light catching light, shaped by our minds.
This piece is part of The World is Full of Mirrors, on display at @lupine__studio from August 1–3.
*That last pic is like 3 years old from my first mirror collection*
#dgianna #dgiannastudio
I made this mirror for my bathroom (soon to be revealed). Inspired by a need for storage — somewhere to hold my toothbrush. But the more I looked at it, and then back at life, the deeper it became.
A mirror will reflect regardless — but it’s the gaze that gives it meaning.
My image becomes infinite — but my perception defines it, almost warps it.
If the reflection shows what we are or think we are, then the frame — the outside — becomes a metaphor for how our beliefs, emotions, and experiences shape what we see.
Reflection is limitless, but what we see is not.
It’s not the mirror that defines the image, but the one looking into it.
See how we are all reflecting each other.
What I notice in you, lives in me. Every person we meet is a mirror — of our light, our shadow, our becoming.
We’re all fragments of each other — light catching light, shaped by our minds.
This piece is part of The World is Full of Mirrors, on display at @lupine__studio from August 1–3.
*That last pic is like 3 years old from my first mirror collection*
#dgianna #dgiannastudio
I made this mirror for my bathroom (soon to be revealed). Inspired by a need for storage — somewhere to hold my toothbrush. But the more I looked at it, and then back at life, the deeper it became.
A mirror will reflect regardless — but it’s the gaze that gives it meaning.
My image becomes infinite — but my perception defines it, almost warps it.
If the reflection shows what we are or think we are, then the frame — the outside — becomes a metaphor for how our beliefs, emotions, and experiences shape what we see.
Reflection is limitless, but what we see is not.
It’s not the mirror that defines the image, but the one looking into it.
See how we are all reflecting each other.
What I notice in you, lives in me. Every person we meet is a mirror — of our light, our shadow, our becoming.
We’re all fragments of each other — light catching light, shaped by our minds.
This piece is part of The World is Full of Mirrors, on display at @lupine__studio from August 1–3.
*That last pic is like 3 years old from my first mirror collection*
#dgianna #dgiannastudio
I made this mirror for my bathroom (soon to be revealed). Inspired by a need for storage — somewhere to hold my toothbrush. But the more I looked at it, and then back at life, the deeper it became.
A mirror will reflect regardless — but it’s the gaze that gives it meaning.
My image becomes infinite — but my perception defines it, almost warps it.
If the reflection shows what we are or think we are, then the frame — the outside — becomes a metaphor for how our beliefs, emotions, and experiences shape what we see.
Reflection is limitless, but what we see is not.
It’s not the mirror that defines the image, but the one looking into it.
See how we are all reflecting each other.
What I notice in you, lives in me. Every person we meet is a mirror — of our light, our shadow, our becoming.
We’re all fragments of each other — light catching light, shaped by our minds.
This piece is part of The World is Full of Mirrors, on display at @lupine__studio from August 1–3.
*That last pic is like 3 years old from my first mirror collection*
#dgianna #dgiannastudio
The concrete bathroom returns… this time with a bunch of stolen marble ;)
Jks….I asked all the marble quarrie owners if I could go through their bins before I filled up my car with the insane amounts of marble that they literally just throw out hehe
I wasn’t going to post the video of me in the marble bins because of the spray paint but here we are 😂 another day of exposing and embarrassing myself on the internet.
I decided to move onto the doing these marble floors after Part 3 of plastering the walls as my sander just wasn’t strong enough to get the look I am going for….. but after some testing and colour choices I’ve definitely made the walls baby smooooth - I’ll be back in the next video with all the wall updates!!!!
Things to do:
- Grind down wall and waterproof with a sealer
- Choose a new paint colour and PAINT all the walls
- Waterproof and seal the floor
- Change out the silver taps to bronze and finish the sink area/plumbing
- Fabric skirt for under the sink to hide the plumbing
- Hang mirror, light scones, toilet roll holder, towel holders
#marblemosaic #diybathroom #artist #interiordesign #floortile
Studio visit by @_futurearchive___ for our upcoming exhibit at Melbourne Design Week | Clothes for Chairs
It’s always an honour to show someone around my space and see what catches their eye and their appreciation towards an artists mess. A studio filled with failed attempts, old pieces and some that never saw the light. All apart of the process to finding my way. Art is useless without appreciation and observation. Just an object in a room. So here I present my latest piece. The Great Forgetting - exploring the meaning behind functionality, the role of the chair in modern society and yet again how trash is treasure.
If you don’t already know Melanie gave us old discarded chairs to “clothe” and reimagine and this was my interpretation of that. The things you can do with old fabric and energy.
Go see it in person!!
Abbotsford Convent Industrial School | 21 - 24th May | Clothes for Chairs
Studio visit by @_futurearchive___ for our upcoming exhibit at Melbourne Design Week | Clothes for Chairs
It’s always an honour to show someone around my space and see what catches their eye and their appreciation towards an artists mess. A studio filled with failed attempts, old pieces and some that never saw the light. All apart of the process to finding my way. Art is useless without appreciation and observation. Just an object in a room. So here I present my latest piece. The Great Forgetting - exploring the meaning behind functionality, the role of the chair in modern society and yet again how trash is treasure.
If you don’t already know Melanie gave us old discarded chairs to “clothe” and reimagine and this was my interpretation of that. The things you can do with old fabric and energy.
Go see it in person!!
Abbotsford Convent Industrial School | 21 - 24th May | Clothes for Chairs
Studio visit by @_futurearchive___ for our upcoming exhibit at Melbourne Design Week | Clothes for Chairs
It’s always an honour to show someone around my space and see what catches their eye and their appreciation towards an artists mess. A studio filled with failed attempts, old pieces and some that never saw the light. All apart of the process to finding my way. Art is useless without appreciation and observation. Just an object in a room. So here I present my latest piece. The Great Forgetting - exploring the meaning behind functionality, the role of the chair in modern society and yet again how trash is treasure.
If you don’t already know Melanie gave us old discarded chairs to “clothe” and reimagine and this was my interpretation of that. The things you can do with old fabric and energy.
Go see it in person!!
Abbotsford Convent Industrial School | 21 - 24th May | Clothes for Chairs
Studio visit by @_futurearchive___ for our upcoming exhibit at Melbourne Design Week | Clothes for Chairs
It’s always an honour to show someone around my space and see what catches their eye and their appreciation towards an artists mess. A studio filled with failed attempts, old pieces and some that never saw the light. All apart of the process to finding my way. Art is useless without appreciation and observation. Just an object in a room. So here I present my latest piece. The Great Forgetting - exploring the meaning behind functionality, the role of the chair in modern society and yet again how trash is treasure.
If you don’t already know Melanie gave us old discarded chairs to “clothe” and reimagine and this was my interpretation of that. The things you can do with old fabric and energy.
Go see it in person!!
Abbotsford Convent Industrial School | 21 - 24th May | Clothes for Chairs
Studio visit by @_futurearchive___ for our upcoming exhibit at Melbourne Design Week | Clothes for Chairs
It’s always an honour to show someone around my space and see what catches their eye and their appreciation towards an artists mess. A studio filled with failed attempts, old pieces and some that never saw the light. All apart of the process to finding my way. Art is useless without appreciation and observation. Just an object in a room. So here I present my latest piece. The Great Forgetting - exploring the meaning behind functionality, the role of the chair in modern society and yet again how trash is treasure.
If you don’t already know Melanie gave us old discarded chairs to “clothe” and reimagine and this was my interpretation of that. The things you can do with old fabric and energy.
Go see it in person!!
Abbotsford Convent Industrial School | 21 - 24th May | Clothes for Chairs
Studio visit by @_futurearchive___ for our upcoming exhibit at Melbourne Design Week | Clothes for Chairs
It’s always an honour to show someone around my space and see what catches their eye and their appreciation towards an artists mess. A studio filled with failed attempts, old pieces and some that never saw the light. All apart of the process to finding my way. Art is useless without appreciation and observation. Just an object in a room. So here I present my latest piece. The Great Forgetting - exploring the meaning behind functionality, the role of the chair in modern society and yet again how trash is treasure.
If you don’t already know Melanie gave us old discarded chairs to “clothe” and reimagine and this was my interpretation of that. The things you can do with old fabric and energy.
Go see it in person!!
Abbotsford Convent Industrial School | 21 - 24th May | Clothes for Chairs
Studio visit by @_futurearchive___ for our upcoming exhibit at Melbourne Design Week | Clothes for Chairs
It’s always an honour to show someone around my space and see what catches their eye and their appreciation towards an artists mess. A studio filled with failed attempts, old pieces and some that never saw the light. All apart of the process to finding my way. Art is useless without appreciation and observation. Just an object in a room. So here I present my latest piece. The Great Forgetting - exploring the meaning behind functionality, the role of the chair in modern society and yet again how trash is treasure.
If you don’t already know Melanie gave us old discarded chairs to “clothe” and reimagine and this was my interpretation of that. The things you can do with old fabric and energy.
Go see it in person!!
Abbotsford Convent Industrial School | 21 - 24th May | Clothes for Chairs
Studio visit by @_futurearchive___ for our upcoming exhibit at Melbourne Design Week | Clothes for Chairs
It’s always an honour to show someone around my space and see what catches their eye and their appreciation towards an artists mess. A studio filled with failed attempts, old pieces and some that never saw the light. All apart of the process to finding my way. Art is useless without appreciation and observation. Just an object in a room. So here I present my latest piece. The Great Forgetting - exploring the meaning behind functionality, the role of the chair in modern society and yet again how trash is treasure.
If you don’t already know Melanie gave us old discarded chairs to “clothe” and reimagine and this was my interpretation of that. The things you can do with old fabric and energy.
Go see it in person!!
Abbotsford Convent Industrial School | 21 - 24th May | Clothes for Chairs
Studio visit by @_futurearchive___ for our upcoming exhibit at Melbourne Design Week | Clothes for Chairs
It’s always an honour to show someone around my space and see what catches their eye and their appreciation towards an artists mess. A studio filled with failed attempts, old pieces and some that never saw the light. All apart of the process to finding my way. Art is useless without appreciation and observation. Just an object in a room. So here I present my latest piece. The Great Forgetting - exploring the meaning behind functionality, the role of the chair in modern society and yet again how trash is treasure.
If you don’t already know Melanie gave us old discarded chairs to “clothe” and reimagine and this was my interpretation of that. The things you can do with old fabric and energy.
Go see it in person!!
Abbotsford Convent Industrial School | 21 - 24th May | Clothes for Chairs
Studio visit by @_futurearchive___ for our upcoming exhibit at Melbourne Design Week | Clothes for Chairs
It’s always an honour to show someone around my space and see what catches their eye and their appreciation towards an artists mess. A studio filled with failed attempts, old pieces and some that never saw the light. All apart of the process to finding my way. Art is useless without appreciation and observation. Just an object in a room. So here I present my latest piece. The Great Forgetting - exploring the meaning behind functionality, the role of the chair in modern society and yet again how trash is treasure.
If you don’t already know Melanie gave us old discarded chairs to “clothe” and reimagine and this was my interpretation of that. The things you can do with old fabric and energy.
Go see it in person!!
Abbotsford Convent Industrial School | 21 - 24th May | Clothes for Chairs
Working myself to the bone so I can spend days sitting in the sun thinking about the home I’m going to live in that will be filled with every texture, colour and flower you can think of. I’ll make art, dance and laugh about nothing all day and then I’ll wake up one day and take a walk with my cat around the garden and get to highest point and look back at my handcrafted palace, sit down and wonder, what the purpose of it all really was and if all the years of isolated creation was worth it then the sun will hit me as I shed a tear, not in sadness nor in happiness, just in awe of my own existence. Then that sunlight will warm my body and subsequently my soul, reminded, I’ll take a deep breath, get over it and continue on.
Because whether it’s a distraction or not, the love and obsession with surrounding myself in physical displays of my own inner world is stronger than any relationship or any fear. Constricted by the skill of my tiny little hands and the discipline of my brain this addiction takes up all my time but for now I’ll think about what to make next. And if you’d like something from me you’d better wait because I’m busy, thinking about my life.
Working myself to the bone so I can spend days sitting in the sun thinking about the home I’m going to live in that will be filled with every texture, colour and flower you can think of. I’ll make art, dance and laugh about nothing all day and then I’ll wake up one day and take a walk with my cat around the garden and get to highest point and look back at my handcrafted palace, sit down and wonder, what the purpose of it all really was and if all the years of isolated creation was worth it then the sun will hit me as I shed a tear, not in sadness nor in happiness, just in awe of my own existence. Then that sunlight will warm my body and subsequently my soul, reminded, I’ll take a deep breath, get over it and continue on.
Because whether it’s a distraction or not, the love and obsession with surrounding myself in physical displays of my own inner world is stronger than any relationship or any fear. Constricted by the skill of my tiny little hands and the discipline of my brain this addiction takes up all my time but for now I’ll think about what to make next. And if you’d like something from me you’d better wait because I’m busy, thinking about my life.
Working myself to the bone so I can spend days sitting in the sun thinking about the home I’m going to live in that will be filled with every texture, colour and flower you can think of. I’ll make art, dance and laugh about nothing all day and then I’ll wake up one day and take a walk with my cat around the garden and get to highest point and look back at my handcrafted palace, sit down and wonder, what the purpose of it all really was and if all the years of isolated creation was worth it then the sun will hit me as I shed a tear, not in sadness nor in happiness, just in awe of my own existence. Then that sunlight will warm my body and subsequently my soul, reminded, I’ll take a deep breath, get over it and continue on.
Because whether it’s a distraction or not, the love and obsession with surrounding myself in physical displays of my own inner world is stronger than any relationship or any fear. Constricted by the skill of my tiny little hands and the discipline of my brain this addiction takes up all my time but for now I’ll think about what to make next. And if you’d like something from me you’d better wait because I’m busy, thinking about my life.
Working myself to the bone so I can spend days sitting in the sun thinking about the home I’m going to live in that will be filled with every texture, colour and flower you can think of. I’ll make art, dance and laugh about nothing all day and then I’ll wake up one day and take a walk with my cat around the garden and get to highest point and look back at my handcrafted palace, sit down and wonder, what the purpose of it all really was and if all the years of isolated creation was worth it then the sun will hit me as I shed a tear, not in sadness nor in happiness, just in awe of my own existence. Then that sunlight will warm my body and subsequently my soul, reminded, I’ll take a deep breath, get over it and continue on.
Because whether it’s a distraction or not, the love and obsession with surrounding myself in physical displays of my own inner world is stronger than any relationship or any fear. Constricted by the skill of my tiny little hands and the discipline of my brain this addiction takes up all my time but for now I’ll think about what to make next. And if you’d like something from me you’d better wait because I’m busy, thinking about my life.
Working myself to the bone so I can spend days sitting in the sun thinking about the home I’m going to live in that will be filled with every texture, colour and flower you can think of. I’ll make art, dance and laugh about nothing all day and then I’ll wake up one day and take a walk with my cat around the garden and get to highest point and look back at my handcrafted palace, sit down and wonder, what the purpose of it all really was and if all the years of isolated creation was worth it then the sun will hit me as I shed a tear, not in sadness nor in happiness, just in awe of my own existence. Then that sunlight will warm my body and subsequently my soul, reminded, I’ll take a deep breath, get over it and continue on.
Because whether it’s a distraction or not, the love and obsession with surrounding myself in physical displays of my own inner world is stronger than any relationship or any fear. Constricted by the skill of my tiny little hands and the discipline of my brain this addiction takes up all my time but for now I’ll think about what to make next. And if you’d like something from me you’d better wait because I’m busy, thinking about my life.
Working myself to the bone so I can spend days sitting in the sun thinking about the home I’m going to live in that will be filled with every texture, colour and flower you can think of. I’ll make art, dance and laugh about nothing all day and then I’ll wake up one day and take a walk with my cat around the garden and get to highest point and look back at my handcrafted palace, sit down and wonder, what the purpose of it all really was and if all the years of isolated creation was worth it then the sun will hit me as I shed a tear, not in sadness nor in happiness, just in awe of my own existence. Then that sunlight will warm my body and subsequently my soul, reminded, I’ll take a deep breath, get over it and continue on.
Because whether it’s a distraction or not, the love and obsession with surrounding myself in physical displays of my own inner world is stronger than any relationship or any fear. Constricted by the skill of my tiny little hands and the discipline of my brain this addiction takes up all my time but for now I’ll think about what to make next. And if you’d like something from me you’d better wait because I’m busy, thinking about my life.
Working myself to the bone so I can spend days sitting in the sun thinking about the home I’m going to live in that will be filled with every texture, colour and flower you can think of. I’ll make art, dance and laugh about nothing all day and then I’ll wake up one day and take a walk with my cat around the garden and get to highest point and look back at my handcrafted palace, sit down and wonder, what the purpose of it all really was and if all the years of isolated creation was worth it then the sun will hit me as I shed a tear, not in sadness nor in happiness, just in awe of my own existence. Then that sunlight will warm my body and subsequently my soul, reminded, I’ll take a deep breath, get over it and continue on.
Because whether it’s a distraction or not, the love and obsession with surrounding myself in physical displays of my own inner world is stronger than any relationship or any fear. Constricted by the skill of my tiny little hands and the discipline of my brain this addiction takes up all my time but for now I’ll think about what to make next. And if you’d like something from me you’d better wait because I’m busy, thinking about my life.
Working myself to the bone so I can spend days sitting in the sun thinking about the home I’m going to live in that will be filled with every texture, colour and flower you can think of. I’ll make art, dance and laugh about nothing all day and then I’ll wake up one day and take a walk with my cat around the garden and get to highest point and look back at my handcrafted palace, sit down and wonder, what the purpose of it all really was and if all the years of isolated creation was worth it then the sun will hit me as I shed a tear, not in sadness nor in happiness, just in awe of my own existence. Then that sunlight will warm my body and subsequently my soul, reminded, I’ll take a deep breath, get over it and continue on.
Because whether it’s a distraction or not, the love and obsession with surrounding myself in physical displays of my own inner world is stronger than any relationship or any fear. Constricted by the skill of my tiny little hands and the discipline of my brain this addiction takes up all my time but for now I’ll think about what to make next. And if you’d like something from me you’d better wait because I’m busy, thinking about my life.
Working myself to the bone so I can spend days sitting in the sun thinking about the home I’m going to live in that will be filled with every texture, colour and flower you can think of. I’ll make art, dance and laugh about nothing all day and then I’ll wake up one day and take a walk with my cat around the garden and get to highest point and look back at my handcrafted palace, sit down and wonder, what the purpose of it all really was and if all the years of isolated creation was worth it then the sun will hit me as I shed a tear, not in sadness nor in happiness, just in awe of my own existence. Then that sunlight will warm my body and subsequently my soul, reminded, I’ll take a deep breath, get over it and continue on.
Because whether it’s a distraction or not, the love and obsession with surrounding myself in physical displays of my own inner world is stronger than any relationship or any fear. Constricted by the skill of my tiny little hands and the discipline of my brain this addiction takes up all my time but for now I’ll think about what to make next. And if you’d like something from me you’d better wait because I’m busy, thinking about my life.
Working myself to the bone so I can spend days sitting in the sun thinking about the home I’m going to live in that will be filled with every texture, colour and flower you can think of. I’ll make art, dance and laugh about nothing all day and then I’ll wake up one day and take a walk with my cat around the garden and get to highest point and look back at my handcrafted palace, sit down and wonder, what the purpose of it all really was and if all the years of isolated creation was worth it then the sun will hit me as I shed a tear, not in sadness nor in happiness, just in awe of my own existence. Then that sunlight will warm my body and subsequently my soul, reminded, I’ll take a deep breath, get over it and continue on.
Because whether it’s a distraction or not, the love and obsession with surrounding myself in physical displays of my own inner world is stronger than any relationship or any fear. Constricted by the skill of my tiny little hands and the discipline of my brain this addiction takes up all my time but for now I’ll think about what to make next. And if you’d like something from me you’d better wait because I’m busy, thinking about my life.
Working myself to the bone so I can spend days sitting in the sun thinking about the home I’m going to live in that will be filled with every texture, colour and flower you can think of. I’ll make art, dance and laugh about nothing all day and then I’ll wake up one day and take a walk with my cat around the garden and get to highest point and look back at my handcrafted palace, sit down and wonder, what the purpose of it all really was and if all the years of isolated creation was worth it then the sun will hit me as I shed a tear, not in sadness nor in happiness, just in awe of my own existence. Then that sunlight will warm my body and subsequently my soul, reminded, I’ll take a deep breath, get over it and continue on.
Because whether it’s a distraction or not, the love and obsession with surrounding myself in physical displays of my own inner world is stronger than any relationship or any fear. Constricted by the skill of my tiny little hands and the discipline of my brain this addiction takes up all my time but for now I’ll think about what to make next. And if you’d like something from me you’d better wait because I’m busy, thinking about my life.
Working myself to the bone so I can spend days sitting in the sun thinking about the home I’m going to live in that will be filled with every texture, colour and flower you can think of. I’ll make art, dance and laugh about nothing all day and then I’ll wake up one day and take a walk with my cat around the garden and get to highest point and look back at my handcrafted palace, sit down and wonder, what the purpose of it all really was and if all the years of isolated creation was worth it then the sun will hit me as I shed a tear, not in sadness nor in happiness, just in awe of my own existence. Then that sunlight will warm my body and subsequently my soul, reminded, I’ll take a deep breath, get over it and continue on.
Because whether it’s a distraction or not, the love and obsession with surrounding myself in physical displays of my own inner world is stronger than any relationship or any fear. Constricted by the skill of my tiny little hands and the discipline of my brain this addiction takes up all my time but for now I’ll think about what to make next. And if you’d like something from me you’d better wait because I’m busy, thinking about my life.
Working myself to the bone so I can spend days sitting in the sun thinking about the home I’m going to live in that will be filled with every texture, colour and flower you can think of. I’ll make art, dance and laugh about nothing all day and then I’ll wake up one day and take a walk with my cat around the garden and get to highest point and look back at my handcrafted palace, sit down and wonder, what the purpose of it all really was and if all the years of isolated creation was worth it then the sun will hit me as I shed a tear, not in sadness nor in happiness, just in awe of my own existence. Then that sunlight will warm my body and subsequently my soul, reminded, I’ll take a deep breath, get over it and continue on.
Because whether it’s a distraction or not, the love and obsession with surrounding myself in physical displays of my own inner world is stronger than any relationship or any fear. Constricted by the skill of my tiny little hands and the discipline of my brain this addiction takes up all my time but for now I’ll think about what to make next. And if you’d like something from me you’d better wait because I’m busy, thinking about my life.
Working myself to the bone so I can spend days sitting in the sun thinking about the home I’m going to live in that will be filled with every texture, colour and flower you can think of. I’ll make art, dance and laugh about nothing all day and then I’ll wake up one day and take a walk with my cat around the garden and get to highest point and look back at my handcrafted palace, sit down and wonder, what the purpose of it all really was and if all the years of isolated creation was worth it then the sun will hit me as I shed a tear, not in sadness nor in happiness, just in awe of my own existence. Then that sunlight will warm my body and subsequently my soul, reminded, I’ll take a deep breath, get over it and continue on.
Because whether it’s a distraction or not, the love and obsession with surrounding myself in physical displays of my own inner world is stronger than any relationship or any fear. Constricted by the skill of my tiny little hands and the discipline of my brain this addiction takes up all my time but for now I’ll think about what to make next. And if you’d like something from me you’d better wait because I’m busy, thinking about my life.
Working myself to the bone so I can spend days sitting in the sun thinking about the home I’m going to live in that will be filled with every texture, colour and flower you can think of. I’ll make art, dance and laugh about nothing all day and then I’ll wake up one day and take a walk with my cat around the garden and get to highest point and look back at my handcrafted palace, sit down and wonder, what the purpose of it all really was and if all the years of isolated creation was worth it then the sun will hit me as I shed a tear, not in sadness nor in happiness, just in awe of my own existence. Then that sunlight will warm my body and subsequently my soul, reminded, I’ll take a deep breath, get over it and continue on.
Because whether it’s a distraction or not, the love and obsession with surrounding myself in physical displays of my own inner world is stronger than any relationship or any fear. Constricted by the skill of my tiny little hands and the discipline of my brain this addiction takes up all my time but for now I’ll think about what to make next. And if you’d like something from me you’d better wait because I’m busy, thinking about my life.
Working myself to the bone so I can spend days sitting in the sun thinking about the home I’m going to live in that will be filled with every texture, colour and flower you can think of. I’ll make art, dance and laugh about nothing all day and then I’ll wake up one day and take a walk with my cat around the garden and get to highest point and look back at my handcrafted palace, sit down and wonder, what the purpose of it all really was and if all the years of isolated creation was worth it then the sun will hit me as I shed a tear, not in sadness nor in happiness, just in awe of my own existence. Then that sunlight will warm my body and subsequently my soul, reminded, I’ll take a deep breath, get over it and continue on.
Because whether it’s a distraction or not, the love and obsession with surrounding myself in physical displays of my own inner world is stronger than any relationship or any fear. Constricted by the skill of my tiny little hands and the discipline of my brain this addiction takes up all my time but for now I’ll think about what to make next. And if you’d like something from me you’d better wait because I’m busy, thinking about my life.
Working myself to the bone so I can spend days sitting in the sun thinking about the home I’m going to live in that will be filled with every texture, colour and flower you can think of. I’ll make art, dance and laugh about nothing all day and then I’ll wake up one day and take a walk with my cat around the garden and get to highest point and look back at my handcrafted palace, sit down and wonder, what the purpose of it all really was and if all the years of isolated creation was worth it then the sun will hit me as I shed a tear, not in sadness nor in happiness, just in awe of my own existence. Then that sunlight will warm my body and subsequently my soul, reminded, I’ll take a deep breath, get over it and continue on.
Because whether it’s a distraction or not, the love and obsession with surrounding myself in physical displays of my own inner world is stronger than any relationship or any fear. Constricted by the skill of my tiny little hands and the discipline of my brain this addiction takes up all my time but for now I’ll think about what to make next. And if you’d like something from me you’d better wait because I’m busy, thinking about my life.
Working myself to the bone so I can spend days sitting in the sun thinking about the home I’m going to live in that will be filled with every texture, colour and flower you can think of. I’ll make art, dance and laugh about nothing all day and then I’ll wake up one day and take a walk with my cat around the garden and get to highest point and look back at my handcrafted palace, sit down and wonder, what the purpose of it all really was and if all the years of isolated creation was worth it then the sun will hit me as I shed a tear, not in sadness nor in happiness, just in awe of my own existence. Then that sunlight will warm my body and subsequently my soul, reminded, I’ll take a deep breath, get over it and continue on.
Because whether it’s a distraction or not, the love and obsession with surrounding myself in physical displays of my own inner world is stronger than any relationship or any fear. Constricted by the skill of my tiny little hands and the discipline of my brain this addiction takes up all my time but for now I’ll think about what to make next. And if you’d like something from me you’d better wait because I’m busy, thinking about my life.
Working myself to the bone so I can spend days sitting in the sun thinking about the home I’m going to live in that will be filled with every texture, colour and flower you can think of. I’ll make art, dance and laugh about nothing all day and then I’ll wake up one day and take a walk with my cat around the garden and get to highest point and look back at my handcrafted palace, sit down and wonder, what the purpose of it all really was and if all the years of isolated creation was worth it then the sun will hit me as I shed a tear, not in sadness nor in happiness, just in awe of my own existence. Then that sunlight will warm my body and subsequently my soul, reminded, I’ll take a deep breath, get over it and continue on.
Because whether it’s a distraction or not, the love and obsession with surrounding myself in physical displays of my own inner world is stronger than any relationship or any fear. Constricted by the skill of my tiny little hands and the discipline of my brain this addiction takes up all my time but for now I’ll think about what to make next. And if you’d like something from me you’d better wait because I’m busy, thinking about my life.
Working myself to the bone so I can spend days sitting in the sun thinking about the home I’m going to live in that will be filled with every texture, colour and flower you can think of. I’ll make art, dance and laugh about nothing all day and then I’ll wake up one day and take a walk with my cat around the garden and get to highest point and look back at my handcrafted palace, sit down and wonder, what the purpose of it all really was and if all the years of isolated creation was worth it then the sun will hit me as I shed a tear, not in sadness nor in happiness, just in awe of my own existence. Then that sunlight will warm my body and subsequently my soul, reminded, I’ll take a deep breath, get over it and continue on.
Because whether it’s a distraction or not, the love and obsession with surrounding myself in physical displays of my own inner world is stronger than any relationship or any fear. Constricted by the skill of my tiny little hands and the discipline of my brain this addiction takes up all my time but for now I’ll think about what to make next. And if you’d like something from me you’d better wait because I’m busy, thinking about my life.
Happy dancing because we all know what it took to get here. I’m a little bit behind on the updates because I’ve been busy running @dgiannastudio & @dgiannavintage - but I’m determined to get this finished together and get better at documenting the journey.
Next up: Clean the bathtub and fix the fan/light situation, clean up some of the dyes and some other minor things that I stare at and fixate on while I’m meant to be relaxing in the shower…..
Then….. the walls of the bathroom, the sink!!!!, cover up the pipes and most exciting of all LIGHTING & accessories.
#diybathroom #interiordesign #bathroomdesign #bathroomupdate
Lani’s love giving me perfect excuses to make perfect outfits !!!! 👩❤️💋👩
Lani’s love giving me perfect excuses to make perfect outfits !!!! 👩❤️💋👩
Lani’s love giving me perfect excuses to make perfect outfits !!!! 👩❤️💋👩
Lani’s love giving me perfect excuses to make perfect outfits !!!! 👩❤️💋👩
Lani’s love giving me perfect excuses to make perfect outfits !!!! 👩❤️💋👩
Lani’s love giving me perfect excuses to make perfect outfits !!!! 👩❤️💋👩
Lani’s love giving me perfect excuses to make perfect outfits !!!! 👩❤️💋👩
Lani’s love giving me perfect excuses to make perfect outfits !!!! 👩❤️💋👩
Lani’s love giving me perfect excuses to make perfect outfits !!!! 👩❤️💋👩
Lani’s love giving me perfect excuses to make perfect outfits !!!! 👩❤️💋👩
Lani’s love giving me perfect excuses to make perfect outfits !!!! 👩❤️💋👩
Lani’s love giving me perfect excuses to make perfect outfits !!!! 👩❤️💋👩
Lani’s love giving me perfect excuses to make perfect outfits !!!! 👩❤️💋👩
Lani’s love giving me perfect excuses to make perfect outfits !!!! 👩❤️💋👩
Lani’s love giving me perfect excuses to make perfect outfits !!!! 👩❤️💋👩
Lani’s love giving me perfect excuses to make perfect outfits !!!! 👩❤️💋👩
Lani’s love giving me perfect excuses to make perfect outfits !!!! 👩❤️💋👩
Lani’s love giving me perfect excuses to make perfect outfits !!!! 👩❤️💋👩
Lani’s love giving me perfect excuses to make perfect outfits !!!! 👩❤️💋👩
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