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My Country Living Fair Part II, The Lovely People

In Collecting, Inspirational, Traveling & Antiques, Uncategorized on October 2, 2012 at 1:22 pm

So, here’s the best part.  I get to talk about all the beautiful people who I met during the Country Living Fair, Columbus, Ohio, 2012.  I love my career, I know I’ve said that before.  But I do, I love my career.  I will share with you some amazing people out there that I have had the joy of meeting.  I am warning you that this will be a continuous blog entry (or it will be horribly long) You see that’s just it.   My husband and I get to meet amazing people everyday in this business.  It is a life business.  The kind where your life is enriched moment to moment.  I am touched by stories of success and struggle and long tales of where this and that came from.  History moves me.  The people attached to their history inspire me.  I love my job.   As I said in Part 1, I went to this fair expecting to see fun shopping and blow me away magazine venues.  I did.  What I didn’t expect were the people behind the scenes.  They were friends.  The real life friends that you take home with you in your heart and with inspiration to be who you strive to be.   I was in my happy place being able to be me.  Ohio does have something to do with it.  It’s one of those states that harbor the kind and generous type.  I also believe that people who choose to work in this type of business are “people” people.  At least, I do hope so.   See, here’s that always glass half full mentality in me.  Just as I say that my heart lifts and I feel childlike and then that sinking feeling happens and the reality side of me says “well except for those people who buy stuff cheap and turn it with greed”.  We’ve all met those.  You can see the deadness in their eyes.  It’s like this need to steal and make money from their swipe.  “Swiper No Swiping“.   They take from the old and tell them its not worth anything, lies, lies, lies.  Karma will get them in the end.  Mike and I have always said, if we are meant to have it, it will come.  Please everyone who buys and sells antiques, stick to the golden rule.  Always be honest and fair.  I will add rule number two, always listen to what you see and what you hear.  You might not get the story attached, but look at what you have and see if you can uncover it’s story. Then you shall know its value and its history.  It’s called respect.  There was a gentleman at the fair that had a huge wooden kitchen table for sale.  On two of the four corners (opposite of each other) were these huge indentations, as if it was used as a butcher block.  I couldn’t help but rub my hands all through those long slice marks, soft with age.  I smiled. I could feel a story.  The gentleman picked that up from me, I passed that feeling onto him across the booth.   The smile was infectious you see.  He then wanted to share the story to my honor.  He told of his mother using that farm table corner to hack the heads of the chickens that the kids would corale from the backyard.  I asked why opposite corners then?  He shrugged and simply stated, “We must have moved the table.” The unshaved face smiled.   I love this job.   My only problem lies in wanting to keep everything because “honey, it’s so cool!”  Giggle, this is where I just try to share my stories here and try to relinquish my worldly goods to you all.   You see, my husband and I love to find the antiques in order to preserve the past and share the love.  I believe that energy must pass through all inanimate objects.  After all, we all are made up of the same thing.  We are all just energy, and that I do have!

Jennifer Paganelli creator of Sis Boom Fabrics.  The simply beautiful Jennifer Paganelli.  I have to begin with her, stumbling upon this bright star was like seeing my dear friend Anita Roddick again.  Yes, I am comparing her to the lovely Anita Roddick.  I had the honor and joy of being in the presence of Anita, the founder of The Body Shop many times.  I am who I am today because of that beautiful Dame.  Jennifer, she is a shining star just like Anita.  I went into the Earth Angels Artists Showcase Tent to view a demonstration on making art from old books & vintage findings.  Instead, I met this lovely lady with the greatest smile.  I looked confused and she reached out to me, touched my arm and asked what she could do for me.  The energy that she passed to me was just like the star that she is.  If you have never seen her fabrics then take a look on her website.  You can see her lovely energy through her work.  Simply beautiful fabrics and inspiring creativity this woman puts into her designs.  We talked, we shared, we touched each others hearts.  Just like that, there in a tent at the Country Living Fair.  I love my job, I love people.  Jennifer looked into my eyes and said, “I know it hasn’t been easy, I can see in your heart that the journey has been tough.  Laurie, you will go far because you have a pure heart.”  I am crying right now!  I want to know how she knows, but I laugh as I even say that out loud because I KNOW these things when I meet people.  It was such a moment though to meet someone like me face to face.  That “I know you” feeling.  Not knowing a darn thing about the person, but you know everything based on that initial touch, the smiles, the eye contact.  Well Jennifer, it takes one to know one.  You my love will continue to go far because YOU are of pure heart.  Someday, I will have my own store and I will sell your gorgeous fabrics.

Pinned Image

I had to add this last picture that Jennifer posted on her Pinterest page.  This is her family.  Her mother has that amazingly infectious smile.  Pictures tell a thousand words.  This one tells me that the world is a beautiful place.  Notice that suitcase in two pictures? It really is as cute as it looks.  Decoupage Sis Boom Fabrics! Adorable!

Stay tuned for Country Living Fair Part III.  So many lovely people to write about!!  So many more photos!  Thank you Country Living Magazine!  If you aren’t already a subscriber, then grab that order form, get online, pick up the phone – do what it takes.  It’s love in a glossy magazine that comes to your door every month.  In the meantime, head over to their website www.countryliving.com/

p.s.  Here is Forever Bound Art on Pinterest!  Stop on by for some fun images!

p.p.s  Please take seven minutes and view the video link of Anita Roddick.  She truly was a gift to this earth and I will perminately head the crusade to honor her business practices and honor her memory.  Long live Dame Anita Roddick.

Imprints from our souls

In Uncategorized on August 8, 2012 at 12:39 pm

The relationship between a mother and a son captured in time.  Adoration and respect from years of caregiving, strength and patience. A father on his eldest daughters wedding day.  He looks toward the camera with pride and longing for a childhood that has long passed.  Adventure and kinship surrounded by wonderment led by dad.  All of these photos have the power to represent an entire life of learning, longing, pride and the continuum of life.  They beg the question of how did we get to where we are now.  We all naturally search for answers to life’s many questions and photographs seem to be a beginning to the ‘why’.  I wonder why we never seem to have the questions when we can actually ask the person we seek answers from.  I can say avoidance, or simply that humans dislike confrontation and emotional moments.  I believe it is because when we are with our role models our eyes are focused on learning and the yearn leads us greater than the why.  It isn’t until later we question why our ancestors did what they did.  No one truly knows why we are here or what we are suppose to teach each other.  Yet, we seek the answers from our elders, our mothers and fathers, aunts, uncles, teachers, prophets and the next door neighbor.  We mourn when we feel that sense of abandonment from our family and friends who have passed.  A grievance of having to learn without them.  Sometimes when I emotionally stumble, I question how I am suppose to go through something without the support from my deceased brother.  I rub my thumb over the photo frame as tears roll down my face.  I can feel our loved ones passed shake their heads and say ‘child, I am never gone from you. Hold your head up high and remember what has been taught.  Smile, love and breath.’  The thumb rubbing stops and I sigh.  All better for now, I received the message.

Photographs have always been our most precious physical possessions.  One hears of a fire that a friend has, we grieve over their lost photographs not the home or the furniture. All else is replaceable, photos that tell us our life stories are not.  I will leave you with this last thought.  Is everything held in a piece of paper of images or are those events and emotions imprinted in our hard drive?  Deep down we all know they are, but I still want my photographs.  I know that I want to see my connections from generation to generation.  Selfishly I want to be able to learn from my ancestors, I want to feel.  Whether privately or publicly, I want to learn from our role models and leaders.  I want to feel.

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