Here's a pretty little Sunday package for you: a new background group I've called Saving Grace. You may be able to tell that I like this set by the fact that it appears I've made way too many of them. Yes, it's true. What I love about these patterns is that they have a very comforting "English countryside subdued-chintz wallpaper-and-upholstery" sort of feeling, but when you begin combining them, they can become wonderfully "kimono-combo". Here's an example square that sort of shows this idea, I think.
I'm so far behind on posting any of my bookmarks, but let me just grab a couple that I've visited recently: The Medieval Bestiary and a timeline of Flemish manuscript painting, then, exiting our time machine for a bit, the wonderful Picture Mechanics, a site featuring some of the best known contemporary illustrators. What's great here is that you get links to everybody's personal sites, so if you find someone you are crazy about, you can go see more. Calef Brown is one of my favorites, and so is Cathie Bleck.
Oh, yes. I have some very cute little low-key, eccentric dot patterns that I think would work great for a lot of different page layouts. Go take a peek.
And now, by popular demand (that would be you, anan), How I Ended Up In The Ancient Celestial Chariot: well, you remember yesterday's romp around the web in search of Hermitage cats? It turns out I found two completely separate references on a single blog called Panabasis - one regarding "Hepburn", a gorgeous Russian Blue cat (See July 20, mid-page), and the other regarding the Mirabilis post about the Hermitage cats.... So I started sniffing around the journal, generally, and ended up following a link to this rather amazing page that talks about "Vimanas," or ancient flying machines described in Hindu Vedic literature, around one or two thousand years B.C.
So, that was the surreal conclusion to my travels yesterday. And speaking of surreal, I also took the opportunity to have a good look 'round the Janus Museum site where Panabasis lives, and read all about Allan Janus, the irrepressible itinerant tintypist and freelance dirigible pilot who mysteriously disappeared sometime after 1915. I'm still giggling. (...And this is why I love the net.)