Showing posts with label holding onto the moments. Show all posts
Showing posts with label holding onto the moments. Show all posts

Monday, June 15, 2026

make this moment matter

The theme of this year’s 3daysofdesign in Copenhagen was Make This Moment Matter. I’m not sure I thought that much about it during our planning, if I’m honest, yet when I reflect on the past week, I find that I experienced a whole lot of moments that did indeed matter. In both small ways and large.

Starting with the small, I had an unplanned opportunity to get my nails done. I almost never do that, but I was walking past a nail salon near Kongens Nytorv late Sunday afternoon and saw the lights on. On impulse, I went in and asked if they could do my nails. And indeed they could. So I chose a nice mocha color that matched the new kitchen we were showing. An unexpected moment of self care.

This moment, I knew would matter to me — the chance to display my handwoven tea towels in one of our drawers. It started in April as a casual conversation about the cool drawer insert that we had that our salespeople weren’t really that aware of. 88 hours, 41 minutes and 18 seconds later, my tea towels were in a drawer with that drawer insert at 3daysofdesign. Every bit of spare time I had for 6 weeks went into these. I’m very thankful for all those spring holidays in Denmark, or I’d never have gotten them finished. All those hours were moments that mattered, as I planned and wove and imagined them in the drawer. It was a different experience to weave tea towels from the standpoint of how they would look, folded in a drawer.

Another moment that mattered was another intersection between my personal interests (e.g. weaving) and my work. We had one of our Horizon Chairs covered in cloth woven by Danish weaver Astrid Skibsted. We hung it together with one of her weavings which was made from the same warp. It was truly a showpiece that everyone loved during 3daysofdesign. I have this feeling that it’s a story chair now, as when you sit down in it, you feel yourself wanting to tell stories.

Up on the penthouse floor of The Conary, I encountered another moment that mattered. Devon Leidtke’s Portraits of Self project. She invited visitors to fill out a blank card with their answer to the question, “There is so much beauty in….” After filling out one, I wanted to do a second one, as did Astrid, who was with me. I had gone into The Conary because another friend had been project manager of the site, and it felt like such a pleasant surprise to encounter an unexpected moment of delight while visiting.

I have one last moment that mattered to share this evening. It was in the File under Pop special exhibition inside of the Marble Church. It was quite the experience - more art than design - a cross between music, light, artworks and color experiments. But most striking was the moment when a man offered some scented hand lotion. He took my left hand, put a pump of lotion on it and gently massaged it in for just a moment. It smelled heavenly and it was a lovely act of kindness that was enhanced by the music and light and atmosphere of the round dome of the church. It most definitely felt like a moment that mattered. 

It’s funny how I felt like I forgot all about the theme of the festival, but yet it was there the whole time, underlying everything I did and experienced.

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this is another one of those things i wrote over on substack.

just want to save it here.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

what a girl wants...

305:365 blue pedi!

traveling with a rather spoiled perfectly charming and brilliant 9-year-old has me thinking about what it is a girl wants. and naturally, that makes me want to make a list. because what a girl wants is....

~ regular pedicures

~ to be listened to and appreciated.

~ an entirely new wardrobe.

~ pretty headbands.

~ pampering and recognition in a luxury hotel.

~ fabulous dresses.

~ and shoes.

~ a really good mobile phone case, preferably with lots of bling.

~ apps.

~ a very deep, very bubbly bubble bath.

~ to swim for at least an hour a day.

~ room service.

in general, all of this, plus conversations with old friends, has me thinking about how every season of life is the best one. what you've got is here and now. this is it. live it to the fullest, laugh your way through, love every minute of it. and hold onto it for all you're worth. right now really IS the time of your life.

Friday, July 24, 2009

the games we play

yesterday, at the birthday party, i stalked followed the children around with the camera(s), trying to catch them in moments of play without them posing. it became a game in which sabin and her friend j decided to try to run away and avoid having their picture taken. however, in actuality, they wanted to be photographed, so although i've got a zillion pictures where they are but blurs, there were some real gems, where their energy and their very life force simply beamed out of them. it was a good and joyful game.


before the game really began, they were intently watching a dog training session
note: this pic taken with the D60 - note color difference to pictures below, which were all taken with D300
the D60 really rocks the color. no processing on any of them, they're straight out of the camera



and now, the game is on and they are blurs






gotcha!



even with a plastic toy gun, they were poetry in motion.