Archive | September 2013

Urban Landscapes

Photography is now accessible for the average Joe. I know this is not a kosher idea, and the idea of creating art with your phone is foreign to some, but you can capture cool images with your phone. (Photographers, please send your hate mail to mariam@simplyturquoise.com) Then frame them and hang them on the wall. Or better yet….

A Frozen Fountain.

A Frozen Fountain.

Order them from Costco, printed on canvas! A genius idea!

Purple Bike and Coffee Bags.

Purple Bike and Coffee Bags.

 The edges of the photo will wrap around the edges of the canvas and create the frame.

Bust in a Shop WIndow.

Bust in a Shop WIndow.

This is the beginning of the Simply Turquoise: Urban Landscapes series.

Crates

Crates

Everyday urban scenes, everyday art, for your home. If you are too lazy to take your own photos, or you do not want to see the smiling mugs of your family on the wall, you can now purchase any of these urban landscapes here at Simply Turquoise. Don’t say I don’t have a mind for business! This is it! The beginning of the Simply Turquoise Art Dynasty.

Abandoned House.

Abandoned House.

Actually, I am thrilled to make available some of my favorite images from my time blogging to the public. Even if “the public” in this case is just my mother, I am still thrilled. Each landscape tells a story and each image is unique.

Lynchburg Doors.

Lynchburg Doors.

Capturing the people around you, or the places you’ve been or want to go, will add a layer of excitement to the decor in your house. Your house will be filled with movement, action and stories, bringing your walls to life. And if you can’t wait, message me. I accept love mail in addition to hate mail, and money in all forms.

© copyright 2013 Mariam d’Eustachio at Simply Turquoise.

Ode to Coffee

Coffee, sweet nectar of life, you rise out of the chaos of my morning, hot and steamy. You fill me with joy at each sip, even as the baby throws her cereal across the room and the dog chases the cat through the house, toppling everything in their wake.

Coffee!

Coffee!

You provide the mystery to my day, as I wander through the house wondering where I last left you. The thrill at discovering you once again lifts my spirit, only to discover you’ve gone cold.

Coffee!

Coffee!

You give me exercise as I trot back and forth to the microwave to warm you up, alert with anticipation. Coffee, sweet nectar of life, I savor your rich and roasted flavor….

A really good wine.

Wine!

Wait, is that a glass of wine for me?

© copyright 2013 Mariam d’Eustachio at Simply Turquoise.

The Sweatshop

I’ve dusted off the sewing machine and brought it out again after a 5-year hiatus. Sewing curtains for my house in Lynchburg was a job worthy of a sweatshop, and I got a bit burned out.

My old friend.

My old friend.

I once spent three days making the cutest school uniform jumper for my daughter, only to have her come home from her second time wearing it, with Sharpie all over the front. What kind of teacher gives second-graders Sharpies? After that, I packed it up.

Parson's chairs in my New Jersey dining room.

Parson’s chairs in my old New Jersey dining room.

Until now. These old parson’s chairs have been bugging me. Originally, I bought them cheap when my New Jersey house was on the market, just to stage the house.

I had already cut the skirts off of two of the chairs and bought shorty slipcovers from World Market a couple of years ago. I decided it was time to use the old slipcover from World Market as a pattern and change it up by bringing in a navy blue fabric.

Slipcover as pattern.

Slipcover as pattern.

New Fabric.

New Fabric.

Cutting it out.

Cutting out the fabric.

Pinning the pieces.

Pinning the pieces.

Technical Part:

Making these slipcovers was fairly simple. I studied the way the World Market covers were constructed. I carefully measured the 6 pieces and cut them out for each chair. One large piece for the front and back with two side panels, and a seat with two more side panels. I first sewed the top of the chair to the side panels, and then sewed the seat to it’s side panels. I then stitched the top and bottom together and hemmed it, making sure the fabric was facing the right direction. This was tricky. Think jigsaw puzzle.

End Technical Part.

What inspired me to drag out the sewing machine after so many years? Perhaps it was a case of chair-envy I caught at my sister-in-law’s when she bought these beauties from Pier1:

Chair Envy.

Chair Envy.

Or perhaps it was because I had a similar fabric taking up valuable real estate in my office and I was inspired by my recent thrift store chair find:

Thrift Store Chairs.

Thrift Store Chairs.

In the end, I think it was just the desire for change without spending a fortune. I sewed the slipcovers during naptime and a little into the evening. This is how the chairs look now:

New slipcover.

New slipcover, messy house.

It’s not quite Pier1, but it’s still pretty good and I am happy. Now I am eyeing the windows on the porch and thinking, “shades would be lovely!” and “New pillows for everyone!”

The new slipcover.

The new slipcover.

And I know of only one place to get them: My very own Simply Turquoise Sweatshop.

© copyright 2013 Mariam d’Eustachio at Simply Turquoise.

The Date Porch

I have dubbed the screened porch “The Date Porch.” It has not yet had its turn at being fixed up, but the torn screens and broken overhead light add a quirky charm. The unfinished concrete floor and cracked walls add character, and a sort of romantic ambiance fills the air.

The Date Porch

The Date Porch

This porch sits up high and is on the corner of the house. The breeze is nice and fairly constant. Now that we have chairs, this is my favorite space.

Ikea chairs.

Ikea chairs, spray-painted.

The room glows with candlelight (see reference to broken lights above) and this contributes to the romantic old world charm of it all.  

Candlelight glow.

Candlelight glow.

I….Love….This….Room!

Candlelight glow.

Candlelight glow.

I know “the date porch” needs A LOT of work. I could list it all here, but I don’t want to bore you with the details. In the meantime, I am basking in the candlelight, which hides all flaws, including mine.

The Date Porch.

The Date Porch.

A lovely breeze comes through the porch and I think of the potential this space has. With just a hint of crisp Fall Air, I am distracted by my little romantic getaway porch, and for now, the fixing up can wait.

 © copyright 2013 Mariam d’Eustachio at Simply Turquoise.