I brought a piece back shaped as a heart from the ocean last summer. Speaking of drift, even some drift wood is fancy if you ask me. Hello trumpet flower trees, hello giant dahlias, hello wisteria, hello - well you catch my drift. I'm open to nature's ridiculous fancy things too. So it seems, I'm not partial just to over the top fancy things you can only buy in the store. And treasure covered in fancy moss?!! Oh my, yes! If someday I have to go live in the woods with nothing (my mind thinks these things might happen you see), I suppose I'd collect acorns and dried seeds and fruit pits to make jewelry with. We're all different and that is beautiful. (and boy have I made up for that zen purge, haha!)Īnd I respect those that don't want any fancy things.īecause what is life without a variety of tastes and likes? (mostly miss my original art work I donated) I still regret it, but I also say c'est la vie at the same time. I once tried to be zen and gave all my stuff away.Ī youngster in college but I had some gooood treasures I tell ya. I find treasure hunting utterly relaxing. The inspiration these collected abandoned treasures bring me is everything. Now I own the domain ridiculousfancythings dot com. To me it was the most incredible find everrrrrrr. With lamps half price on the day I came around. To another person pricing it, it was worth 48 dollars. To someone it was a thrift store donation. Or even ridiculously fancifully fabulous! It's the colors and shapes that really inspire me.Īnd so I magpie it up, smash it all together in a cabinet, and everyday I am inspired when I peer through the glass. Sometimes you pay up for something really special that you know you will never find again.Īnd other times you get deals deals deals. I'm obsessed with little porcelain birds and of course pretty tea cups, actually all pretty things tea related, as you may already know. The joy in the hunt is finding something you see as priceless, and it ends up being 7 dollars. I was being funny of course, but now I always say that. I've always said, I'm going hunting for fancy things whenever I head out to antique.īut it wasn't until I saw Beauty and the Beast that I said, I NEED all the ridiculous fancy things. What's a tea room without a little Marie Antoinette peeking out. With fairy lights thrown in for good measure of course. Now you know why I've been so busy, and I still have a roster of projects I'm working on.īut it's all part of my creative expression and the end result is only one that can make you happy. My sister drove with me to the middle of nowhere, for an old cabinet with its original fancy key!Īnd of course, a whole table and chairs painted teal and gold was no small project. The hunt was incredible for that cabinet and the decision to paint it pink was inevitable. Like the furniture in the backdrop of the photo below. I still find myself hunting down furniture and painting it. It was the first step in my creative journey.īoy did I paint everything up in my bedroom. Portals through paint and music in the background, bliss.īut it all began with first painting and altering my surroundings. I started painting on large scale canvases at that early age.Īnd it took me places I couldn't have dreamed of. This explosive feeling to make something, to let my feelings explode out of me like fireworks. I started DIYing and upcycling in the late 80's as a kookie kid looking to express the feelings deep in my soul. When I was 11 my parents let me paint my walls and my furniture in my room. Just go out and look around, enjoying the moment. It just opens my heart up to go out hunting for treasure and it inspires my creative side in ways I can't describe.
It's my inspiration for what I love, making art. It just makes me happy, plain and simple. The scent of old books, the sparkle of antique crystals.Īnd so, I've spent the last 25 years collecting all manner of things, including (but not limited to) fancy ones. The first time I went into an antique store I almost fainted.Īll my senses burst open, it was everything to my attic, fairytale, fancy things loving heart. My godmother wore rings on all her fingers and it was almost more than my 10 year old heart could handle. Many times old, many times discovered in glass cases. How did I know you were fellow ridiculous fancy things lovers?Įver since I can remember I have loved fancy things.Īnd by fancy I mean sparkly, intricate, sweet, floral, jeweled, dreamy, etc.
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