makes my heart smile award!

My precious mom gave me this awesome award and 

I'm so excited to pass it on to the other people in the 

blogging community I've fallen in love with! 

Thanks so much, mom! 

You truly are the greatest mom and best friend ever!

I am so thankful for you.

So here are the rules for the award:

1. The winner may put the logo on their blog (just right click on the image and copy, then paste to your blog post)

2. Put a link to the person who sent you the award

3. Nominate 10 blogs

4. Put a link to their blogs

5. Leave a message for your nominee's

Blogs that make me SMILE~

*Before I begin, my mom's blog (the one who nominated mine) is by far the one who makes me smile the most! I'm so proud of who she is and what she stands for. Her blog and artwork surpasses my imagination! 

1.http://lakelaughlove.blogspot.com/ ----> Ok. So this isn't exactly an "artist," but she was my best friend in high school: Katelyn Bridges. Her blog is the way we've been able to keep up with each other recently. She's one of the funniest people I know; and therefore, never hesitates to make me smile. 

2.http://abeautifulmess.typepad.com ---> Miss Elsie Flannigan: I took a class from her and fell in love with drawing and painting people... and doodling. Her entire site is packed FULL of inspiration to no end. I didn't realize how many other people loved her until I entered the yellowbarnart contest. She's a pretty popular lady! Everything about her site brings me happiness... and a smile. 

3.http://www.formula2911.com/ ---> Steve Hill: He's just an awesome guy with a beautiful outlook on life. He sees God in everything... and that makes me smile. 

4. http://yellowbarnart.blogspot.com/ ---> So these girls have just made my month. Even if I hadn't won the contest, I would still love their work. They make me smile because they inspire me to reach my dreams as they are reaching for theirs (to own an art supply store!). 

5.http://vintageindie.typepad.com/ ---> Who doesn't smile at vintage goodness?! I also love this site because it has the "vintage wedding guide." I mean, let's be honest... all girls think about their weddings... even when they don't have a fiancee, much less a boyfriend. Because of this site, ideas about my big day are rolling in. 

6.http://spark-journal.blogspot.com/ ---> This group of girls is new to me but I immediately wanted to go make a quilt... which I have no clue how to do. Thanks for making me smile about the quilts I've been dreaming of making since I looked at your blog! 

7.http:/thompsonfamily.typepad.com/ ---> Danielle Thompson: Her children are precious! I love her photography - her use of colors is PHENOMENAL! 

8.http://kellykilmer.blogspot.com/ ---> I love Kelly's work! I would really love to take one of her classes soon! She uses mixed media and it is beautiful work! All of her journals make me smile. I hope to have a collection of journals like that one day! 

9.http://createloves.blogspot.com/ ---> Holly Neufeld: Her art is similar to Elsie's but her's makes me smile just as big. Great photography and an abundance of inspiration. 

10. http://timewithtascha.blogspot.com/ ---> Tascha from Canada. This blog makes me smile because she has a skill in painting that I fear I may never achieve. As an artist, I think we can learn and add our own touch to things, but this woman has an incredible gift! I just love it. I don't know how else to explain it. 

a tribute to the blogging ladies of yellowbarnart:

Today I won my first blogging contest!

The beautiful ladies at Yellow Barn Art (www.yellowbarnart.blogspot.com) put it on. Because I didn't have a video that showed just how excited I was about winning this incredible package of art supplies, I decided to show you one of equal equivalence:

Little Miss Sunshine - I Won | Academy Awards | SPIKE.com

Please stop by their site and encourage them; read their story of their goals; and show them some love... even if I hadn't won this contest, they would still be super awesome in my book!

Thanks again girls!!

this is the moment that we know.

My dad took my mom to the Art & Soul Conference and they brought me back this precious doll and a rockin' awesome guitar /art t-shirt. I get so many compliments when I wear it! Thanks again mom and dad! 

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I saw this on a t-shirt once from www.onetruth.com. It is just that: Truth. So I added my own detail and style... used the watercolor crayons my mom gave me... and used my own font. In the little part, it says: 

Our focus as a society feeds on beauty. It has become a goal & obsession. As girls, we entangle ourselves in the latest fashion & the smallest sizes. However, deep down what we really want is to be loved, to feel loved. We've bought into the lie that looking beautiful will make us happier & bring us fulfilling love but what we really need is the unconditional love of Jesus. He is the one who makes us beautiful, the One who paid the price for our beauty, and we need to see ourselves as He sees us. It's not about what we do or how we look, but who we are...

and we are His Beloved. 

because you never look more beautiful than in His eyes. 

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This is a close-up of the coffee warmers: 

I'm thinking about setting up an account and selling them on Etsy as well. 

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These are pictures from the dinner Sarah and I cooked the other night. Sorry it's not a terribly beautiful presentation but I was still excited about it anyways. 

A New Transition for me this time.

Today my manager /great friend, Sarah, from the coffeeshop rode with me to the grocery store. She taught me how to create a well-balanced meal with ALL fresh veggies and meat (exception occurs during the dessert portion). We made mandarin ginger breaded & baked chicken, sauteed zucchini & poblano peppers, garlic mashed potatoes, and lovely three-layered brownies separated with sweetened condensed milk and topped with fresh fanned strawberries. In order to develop a well-balanced meal, you should have a protein, a fibrous green veggie, and a carb. Desserts are a must - in order to maintain a healthy sanity. 

In the midst of cooking, she told me that I had the entire summer off at the coffeeshop because I'm the only employee who doesn't live off their paychecks & of course, because we had to cut hours. She offered me some of her hours because, as I hope you can tell, I don't work at a coffeeshop to make money but rather because it's what I love to do. It looks like I won't be working there again though. She also told me that the owner has been buying supplies to change the coffeeshop into a... hot dog stand. There's nothing wrong with working at a hot dog stand... BUT I love working with coffee, not hot dogs. The hot dog stand transition is estimated to start in July so that things will be swinging by August (football season). 

It's easy to be frantic about such a transition, but the Lord works in ways I could never imagine. Yesterday, it finally hit me that I have no clue what I'm going to do when I graduate - I don't even know for certain where I'd like to do my internship. Really though? What else could I do but go to the Lord? I certainly didn't want to make a decision for my life like that on my own. I spent time in prayer over it - and what does He do? He changes the place I work into a hot dog stand. I'm intensely excited about this transition and seeing what the Lord holds in the future. I will be pursuing my career options and be responsible about it, but I also know that our Savior is so faithful in opening the doors in our lives to make it happen. What an awesome adventure He's about to take me on - I'll be sharing it all with you in detail! 

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Also, my roommate / one of my closest friend, Courtney, went to visit her family in Portland this past week. There was a lot involved in the flight situation on her way back to Atlanta and Birmingham... but the point of this is that the airport lost her luggage. Over $2,000 worth of her stuff - including an expensive camera her dad asked her to give to her boyfriend for him AND the first few paintings she's ever done in her life - was in that bag. We've all been praying in complete confidence that the Lord will somehow put it on our front doorsteps, so right now I'm asking that you'll join with me in this prayer. A blogspot of full-throttle prayer warriors can have a big impact. She sent in her claim today stating all of her possessions and their costs - and has been on the phone with Delta since Friday. She knows there's nothing more she can do and has fully put it in the Lord's hands. Please shout a prayer out for her today. She'd really appreciate it, for sure. 

Home. FINALLY.

Home was amazing! If you haven't been able to tell yet, my family is so incredibly important to me. Chase and I went to the climbing gym Thursday night - it is one of the most challenging and liberating sports in my mind. I wish so bad that I was an athlete in the sense of a tennis or soccer or basketball player but my heart is in the extreme sports -  I feel so much more hardcore that way. Dad made coffee every morning for me (except for the ones I slept SUPER late into - he makes the BEST coffee; I try to make the same but he adds the touch of love *aww*) and brought home awesome movies. Sadly, I fell asleep during two of the three of them (sometimes I think I have a sleeping disorder). I stayed awake during Taken... it kind of creeped me out but it was a very intricate and well-made movie. Honestly, I loved it. Mom and I also hosted a bridal shower for my cousin, Lauren Larson, who is getting marred in mid June. Pictures from that later! 

I spent the majority of the time home crafting with mom. This was my main project: coffee sleeves. We decided to call them "Whitney's Coffee Warmers" but the name is subject to change. I'm going to start selling them at the coffeeshop I work in but will be extending to the rest of Auburn / possibly the internet if they start selling well! 

I made these things for my mom - for Mother's Day:

1. Drew dandelions on a vintage gardening book. 

2. Painted a picture.  

Finally, this is the rest of the Transition series I made for my roommates / "bff" Brandy. It was so special to give to them before everyone leaves. 

Update Numero Dos

Good morning my lovely friends of the blogging world! 

It's a beautiful, yet muggy and cloudy day on the plains of Alabama this morning. I'm currently working, or rather just waiting for customers to serve super early in the morning. The city is dead in between the Spring and Summer semesters - which I suppose is expected. However, this gave me the perfect opportunity to write this blog - the one I have been highly and intensely anticipating on sharing with you. 

There have been some very *magical* moments this semester for me. Although I couldn't completely capture or ever partially convey just how incredible these moments were for me, I at least attempted to do so. Here we go:

I went to see one my top three favorite bands in concert: Copeland. As soon as I went, I found that it actually got moved down a little to top five while an opening band took its spot. Brooke Waggoner, Paper Route and Providence opened for Copeland - Paper Route quickly moved up to my top 3 favorite. They just put out a new record. Check it out. This is a compilation of small videos I created from the concert. It's almost like you're there.

copeland concert from Whitney Adams on Vimeo.

Most importantly, my awesome brother proposed to his... suspense is killing you, huh? So here's the video of that: 

For Real, For the Bro from Whitney Adams on Vimeo.

More to come soon! 

Update Numero Uno

First of all - a VERY Happy Mother's Day to each and every single woman that has lived their lives as a wholehearted servant dedicated to their children. I am so thankful for my mom and everything that she means to me. I could never ask for a more beautiful woman to follow in the footsteps of one day. Sure, we've had our ups and downs and bickerings here and there - but she is, by far, the closest and dearest best friend I have in my life. To be even a morsel like her as a mother will speak words to my children AND my husband - and they will be deeply blessed. I wasn't able to spend this day in honor of her WITH her because of work / the distance barrier, but I took off work this upcoming Wednesday through Sunday so I can spend it with her (and the rest of my family, of course) and play with all of the new things we've learned in the world of art! I will put up pictures of our Mother's Day celebration in a few days. I can't wait! 

In the meantime, I must deeply apologize for neglecting my blogsite this semester. It's been pretty rough with classes and, well, life, so thanks for your patience. With that being said, I am so thankful for this semester - even though it entailed the most intense growth period I've ever encountered in my life. Some of you are thinking... "Right, 21 years... you've got A LOT more to grow and encounter." This, my friends, is so true. And as tough as it's been on my heart and even mental state, it's been sooo good. The Lord has been faithful in refining me and showing me His truth. Therefore, this has turned out to be the most beautiful season of my life. My roommate, Hannah, encouraged me to read 1 Peter because she saw my heart in it as she read it. In chapter 5, verse 11, Peter says, "And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to His eternal glory in Christ, will Himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you. To Him be the dominion forever and ever. Amen." Please don't jump to assumptions that my sufferings entailed that of physical suffering or ridicule or loss of someone that I hold dear - rather, it was suffering from a mental state, a disease - the disease of doubt and of heartache. That - that - is a disease I would never wish upon anyone. The Lord is still in the process of healing it - but as Peter said, He has been and will continue to be faithful in restoring, confirming, strengthening and establishing me. What a beautiful promise! Through this restoration, He has brought people into my life that have been deeply encouraging - people that I have no clue how I've even lived without until this point - people who I joke around about, but truly believe that they are my soul mates - not the "man-husband-like" soul mates, but the soul mates who know your heart just by looking at your face and know to sit and listen rather than try to solve the problems. For each of you, I am eternally grateful for the confidante and safe place you have been for me. 

Now that the semester is over, I need to share with you my "adventures" since final exams. I wish I could say I travelled to great lands and stood under the most extravagant waterfalls, in awe of the One who created them. Rather, I've travelled into the depths of my imagination - which is always pretty adventurous - and delved into the interior of the right-side of my brain. First, I finished the book "Noah's Ark" by Judy Baer. Know, that if you start to get into the Chick Lit genre, you will most likely be criticized because it's a romance novel. Sure, there is a handsome hunk involved that sweeps the girl off her feet - but normally, the girl is too busy with her focus on the Savior that she barely even realizes the guy's around. If you're into the sappy retreats from reality, here's a little teaser from the end of the book - but I won't give away any names.... "I don't know how God manages these things but He knew _____ and I needed to be together and He let nothing stand in the way. It took a while, of course, and it wasn't without trauma, but the results are definitely worth the wait." I'm not much for receiving Truth from fictional books, but I sincerely believe that statement. If God intends for it to happen, He'll make it happen - there will be tough times, refining times, but when it's in His plans, it will happen. There are the cheesy statements too. The statements that classify it as those "that will probably never happen, and if it did... well, I might think the guy was joking" statements: "Norah, if I'm going to be set adrift at sea on an ark, there's no one I'd rather travel with than you." Regardless, it's an incredible book and I had a pretty difficult time putting it down - but then again, I go weak for books like this. 

I decided to do a small series of paintings called "transition" because there are so many people in my life going through... well, transitions. Some are taking it well, and others are having a terribly tough time with it. College draws in way too many opportunities for people to journey in and out of your life and I'm sad to say that there are a few special people that are - or will be - doing that within the next few months. Some are moving to near cities like Birmingham or Atlanta... and then others will be moving to the other side of the world - Hong Kong. To each of you - I will miss you terribly. I cherish you but am so proud of the steps you are pursuing in your lives. May the transitions in your life bring you joy and an abundant life in our Savior. 

And finally... these are a few sketches from my sketchbook I've been working on. Nothing too big - just a few starting steps and inspiration for the future pieces I'll actually have time to work on this summer!! Yay! 

And he touched my mouth and said: "Behold, this has touched your lips; your guilt is taken away and your sin atoned for." Isaiah 6:7

Today, Jesus set me free skepticism, from doubt, and from a shaken faith. And for that, I am thankful. Fortunately, we see His salvation among people often because He is a living God… He sets us free from sin, from the chains that weigh us down so heavily from a life of grace and redemption. I have been waiting for this day for months. A day that He would break me, that I would shed tears over how abounding in grace He is and how much He has entangled me in that same grace. The day that I would come to the end of myself, my logic, and soar freely in the faith He has showered on me. He has brought me out of my Egypt and I can shout, “His love endures forever” without holding back. I know the full truth of that. I always hoped that this freedom would be between just God and me – not at a church, not because of what a friend said… but just words spoken directly from God to my soul. Well, it did happen at my church today, and I find goodness in that. As much as I let pride control my life, it was obviously in God’s plan to shatter my heart today… at church… because He does use that vessel, that catalyst, to speak to us. It was also a way of, once again, breaking down my pride. Pastor Chris Hodges reminded us that God doesn’t want us to feel condemned; He desires for us to be free in His love and find satisfaction in that. Romans 8:1-2 says, “Therefore, there is no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus, because through Christ Jesus the law of the Spirit set me free from the law of sin and death.” Our Redeemer doesn’t want us to be burdened by the yoke of any type of slavery, and mine was skepticism. It was at that moment, God brought me out of the wilderness, the dry land and set me free. I have been praying this chapter over my life, waiting on Him to refine me and to bring me back into a life of purpose and pursuit:

The wilderness and the dry land shall be glad;

the desert shall rejoice and blossom like the crocus;

it shall blossom abundantly and rejoice with joy and singing.

The glory of Lebanon shall be given to it,

the majesty of Carmel and Sharon.

They shall see the glory of the Lord, the majesty of our God.

Strengthen the weak hands, 

and make firm the feeble knees.

Say to those who have an anxious heart,

“Be strong; fear not!

Behold, your God

will come with vengeance,

with the recompense of God.

He will come and save you.”

Then the eyes of the blond shall be opened,

and the ears of the deaf unstopped;

then shall the lame man leap like a deer:

and the tongue of the mute sing for joy.

For waters break forth in the wilderness;

and streams in the desert;

the burning sand shall become a pool,

and the thirsty ground springs of water,

in the haunt of jackals, where they lie down,

the grass shall become reeds and rushes.

And a highway shall be there 

and it shall be called the Way of Holiness;

the unclean shall not pass over it.

It shall belong to those who walk on the way;

even if they are fools, they shall not go astray.

No lion shall be there,

not shall any ravenous beast come up on it;

they shall not be found there,

but the redeemed shall walk there.

And the ransomed of the Lord shall return

and come to Zion with singing;

everlasting joy shall be upon their heads; 

they shall obtain gladness and joy,

and sorrow and sighing shall flee away.

Isaiah 35

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On another note, my sorority had our formal Friday night and I wanted to share some pictures with you. My date was awesome and we completely danced the night away. I was really nervous about taking him, because we realized after I asked him that we had A LOT of differing views in the perspectives of politics, humor, religion, and alcohol. We were able to look beyond that and managed to have an awesome time regardless. It was really cool to take him because he hadn't been to any type of formal occasion since his Junior Prom (6 years). I think it meant a lot to him to have the chance to go. He was so excited about wearing a tuxedo and all. Although the night was great, we got back onto the bus and I was quickly reminded how thankful was that I took a guy that respected me as a woman and knew his alcoholic limits. I was deeply disappointed in the girls' dates because of their crude language and how wasted they were. It took everything in me to not turn around and tell the girl behind me how sorry I felt for her because of the way her date was talking to her. I would have if I didn't think he would punch me in the face... he's one of "those" guys it seemed. 

She Speaks 2009 Conference

One of my incredible friends from home, Mr. Randy, wrote me an e-mail the other day reminding me a very important truth that I prayed every morning in high school. I’m not sure when I stopped praying it every morning, but I hate that I have. My prayer was, “God, don’t let me miss it. I’m not sure what ‘it’ is for the day, but don’t let me miss it.” Maybe that’s why I have been missing it over the past few months. Or maybe I’ve been getting it all along. I don’t feel like I’ve been out of His will through my confusion and frustration; in fact, I believe with all of my heart that I have been in the center of His heart. “He rescued me because He delighted in me.” I know He will rescue me from this frustration and He will give me the strength to overcome it. I believe He will give me answers to my bewilderment because as mysterious as our Savior is, He is also a God of clarity. 

When I was 12-years-old, I knew God was calling me to be involved in some type of ministry. Yes, I thought He called me to serve as Panhellenic President too, but I know without a doubt that He called me to serve through ministry. If He didn’t, He wouldn’t have given me to opportunity to serve His kingdom through other positions in Panhellenic where I could freely claim His name and share His salvation weekly for two years. He has called me to ministry. A few weeks ago, I wrote on my shower tiles, “God, don’t let me miss it.” Now, every morning, I cry that out to the Lord.

My mom sent me an e-mail about 4 days ago about the Proverbs 31 Conference (Speaking, Writing and Leadership Conference). I can’t miss it. My heart is burdened for the young girls of this world to speak to them. Coming to college, I’ve seen hearts shattered; college women crying on the ground in the middle of the streets coming out from a bar; and women who just don’t know or understand the eternal Truth the Lord holds. It’s not “too late” for them, but I feel like it’s important to reach these girls at a younger age. Middle School. Because of the burden the Lord has laid so heavily on my heart for the purity of these women, I feel it’s best to start at that young of an age. They need to see that “blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God (Matthew 5:8),” and I feel like God is constantly building me and refining me so that I can spread this Truth among them at conferences and even maybe through writing. I can’t miss the Proverbs 31 Conference. I know it will be a continuance of my Savior refining my heart and instilling these burdens in me even more heavily.

I woke up this morning to a text from a man that I admire more than he will ever know because of his strength and satisfaction in the Lord. It said: “In his heart, a man plans his course, but the Lord determines his steps. Live in light of that Truth, Whit. I know it’s hard to see but He really is leading you.” Barrett Grant has been a huge encouragement to me in every aspect of my life and has challenged me on end without even realizing he has. The Conference is one of the steps to the course I hope to follow throughout my life. God’s desire for me is to spread His Truth among the nations. His nation for me is the heart and purity of young ladies and I’m excited to be following in this small step to the course He has already set out for me.

I know I don’t deserve this scholarship for the Conference, because I deserve nothing. However, I know that I am worthy of it, because the Lord has made me worthy of deserving it – which is a fact that will forever baffle me. It would mean the world to me if I could receive this scholarship. My incredible parents have offered to pay for me to go, but it would be a huge blessing for my family and me if I received the opportunity to attend this conference with little fees. If you feel as though someone needs or deserves it more, please give it to them. This is it. I can't miss it. God won’t let me miss it. If I don’t receive the scholarship, I know He will provide the money elsewhere. Thank you, still, for the opportunity. I know I will be younger than most of the women there, but I am ecstatic to gain wisdom and hear Truth from you all. I can’t wait!  

*If you are interested in the Conference and would like to get more information, go to http://www.lysaterkeurst.blogspot.com/ or http://www.shespeaksconference.com. You can find out how to apply for the scholarship of Lysa TerKeurst's blog. Hope to see you there!

I'm painting my fingernails pink and cleaning out my closet. It's time for a fresh beginning to a hopeful end.

Can I just acknowledge for a second how incredibly beautiful everything is? The weather has been PERFECT. The dogwood trees are in bloom and I just back from the most beautiful island on the east coast. 

So I do what everyone does when Spring rolls around. Clean. Soak up the sun. And paint my fingernails a pretty pink. As for me, I also set goals on how to finish out the semester strong. I decided not to do any vigorous work over Spring Break and instead read my favorite Chick Lit novels (Judy Baer was my main gal) and type up a few notes from a class. Now I'm off to a fresh start and I'm ready for whatever comes my way. I think. I realize a lot of my previous posts have been pretty intense, so I wanted this one to be light-hearted and filled with where my heart and thoughts are currently. 

As you know, I turned 21 years old in February and I've been overly flustered. So these are my new goals, desires, and determinations. I will find myself. One of my favorite songs right now is "The Day I Lost My Voice (The Suitcase Song)" by Copeland. The lyrics shoot arrows at my heart with impeccable aim:

What could be an anchor here, with a storm on the rise,
When you never meant to see so clear, when smoke gets in your eyes
And the men in the moon never makes his replies understood

I've got my life in a suitcase and ready to run run run away
I got no time cause I'm always trying to run run run away
Cause everyday when it feels like it's only a game I've got my life in a suitcase, a suitcase, a suitcase

For a moment I was one man and the world made sense

For a moment in this storm made of consequence 

I've been so busy trying to run and get away from this life that has the potential of being so abundant and fruitful yet instead, I've been lost in the chaos of it. Once again, I've been searching for Truth and things have been foggy to me. I've allowed frustration and bitterness to decay my heart. I pack the small things I have assurance about into a small suitcase and run with that alone. I'm done with that though. I will find myself again. I will find Truth and I will seek Him out. In Him, I will find myself.

These are all excerpts from my journal. This one is my favorite. I all-out doodled. It was so releasing. I like to think of the left part of "reality" (empty and pretty boring sometimes) and the right part of "my world". Nobody understands it, and honestly I don't either. It's not supposed to make sense. If someone took an X-ray of my brain's thoughts... this would be what it looks like. Some might think of it as cluttered and random, but I see it as hopeful, cute, filled with memories, and still a section that is incomplete (or rather in process...). Reality is amazing but a lot of times, my imagination far outweighs my reality.  

Music is a part of me. If there were three things that were the core of my soul, they would be God, music and water. I am constantly immersed in all three and would be lost without each. Some random facts about me are that I am an Aquarius and my name means "white island" as well as "clear water". So I've taken it upon myself to live out the meaning and origin of my name. Though I don't believe in horoscopes and such, I do believe I have a connection with water. Just as my Savior and my music does, water showers peace over me. Just being around it, looking at the reflection of the trees or the stars on the still glass or salty swells, brings me serenity. I guess that's why I always sing when I'm near it or skiing on top of it... and I would sing to my "long lost sisters", or mermaids, in my younger years. 

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Ok... so this is new. I'm not sure when, but I started really getting into superheroes. Not reading comic books necessarily, but rather creating them in my mind. These are just two that I drew out without even thinking about what their powers would be or anything like that. I just thought it would be a fun series to begin. I'm thinking of starting a painting series from it. I know. It's super Elementary, but I think it's kind of exciting and silly. That's who I am. 

 

Tour of Collections

Tour of Collections

My beautiful mom started a tour of collections on her blog. Awesome, huh? She was so kind to send me pictures from home that she took of the many collections I have in my room (in Georgia). 

Don't be fooled. I didn't do this impeccable decorating in my room. My mom did it when I left for college. I found this rockin' clock at Target and she was creative enough to put it between my brown transferware collection. It looks timeless-eclectic. 

A few years ago I started collecting bottles. I worked at a different coffee shop than I work at currently and I told my boss that I collected old bottles, so he gave me a box full of old ones he had in his attic. The blue ones are my favorite! 

This is a collection of little trinkets I've accumulated over the years. A mini-Heinz ketchup from Eatonton, Georgia, that I took from the Country Club my good friend, Matt Rogers, and I ate at. The bowling shoe is from a night out with the Debutantes of Monroe my Senior year of high school... one of the girls accidentally walked out of the bowling alley with her shoes on and didn't realize it until we got 20 minutes outside of Athens... so we just kept the pair. By we, I mean I kept one and another girl kept the other. The matches are from my Junior Prom that I attended with Matt as well. We went to a lovely restaurant in Atlanta with a small group of close friends. There are many other trinkets but I can't exactly remember where all of them derived from. 
This collection holds many of my Willow Tree angels, but not all of them! These angels are extremely special to me because I've received them as gifts from so many people who have had a significant and noteworthy influence on my life. As you can tell, I collect many pictures and pictures frames as well. My mom made the one of Kevin and me, the frame is so cool! The rest are of high school friends and cheerleading years. 
This is the end of my collection tour... finishing off with my newest collection set. Johnson Brothers Historic-America Brown Transferware. My mom collects beautiful dishware and I would love nothing more than to continue to follow in her footsteps in this collection tradition. Between collecting unique and stunning dishware, as well as antiques, my home should include the same shabby-classic-southern, but sooo comfortable, home as my mom has created for our family.