Showing posts with label on my desk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label on my desk. Show all posts

Sunday, September 11, 2016

Saturday, July 9, 2016

Saturday, March 19, 2016

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

Sweet Sorrow


비싼 햇살에게: 노래를 매일 매일 부를게, 자주 와!
there is nothing more expensive these days than the soft sunlight

Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Just before Christmas comes...


마음으로 열심히 일한다

it's cold and unusually sunny, it seems there will be no snow on this Christmas but I am somehow feeling festive already, joyfully working for my customers.
 thank you so much for your appreciation lovely people all over the world!


Tuesday, December 15, 2015

Moments


"우리가 살고 있는 세상이 꿈인지 현실인지 알 수가 없다"
my desk doesn't belong to me anymore

Tuesday, December 8, 2015

Winter Sonata


햇살이가 바쁜데도
좀 행복하게 살자

on dull days like this one the greatest happiness lays in the silence of a sewing needle


Friday, November 6, 2015

Misty afternoon



한 걸음더 가면 되잖아
only for today let's not make haste 

Sunday, October 25, 2015

Pour tous les jours



 chouette promenade en forêt

Saturday, October 17, 2015

The Sweet Life



my desk is always crowded so I get to reorganize it almost every week, 
 each time being under a different impression.
ah, I feel like working again!
but then again I can't help myself from wondering how long will this tidiness last?

Sunday, September 27, 2015

Preparing a new week



There is a delightful enchantment in waking up every morning
 not knowing whether the stitches will rebel or will quietly fancy my expectations.

Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Moments



brought home two kitschy rabbits yesterday, 
they fit perfectly on my desk and I find them quite endearing actually

Saturday, September 5, 2015

Faint perception



 I don't know why but I feel invigorated by the calm sound of this autumn's first rain.

Tuesday, July 7, 2015

Profusion of flowers


"The soft, hazy twilight was just shading leaf and blossom alike into harmony
with its own sober hues as we entered the room,
and the sweet evening scent of the flowers met us with its fragrant welcome
 through the open glass door."