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July 4, 2014 at 8:37 am by Claudia

In 1993, I was still living and working in Boston, but it was time for a change. Encouraged by my friend Rick, I had applied for a teaching position in the University of San Diego/Old Globe Theatre MFA Professional Actor Training Program. Interviews for jobs such as these can be exhausting. You fly somewhere, spend a day teaching a class in front of the Search Committee, have countless interviews, have lunch/dinner, meet a lot of people, smile so much that your teeth ache, and fly back home. All with in 24 – 48 hours.

Thus, I was found jetting off to California (I had never been there before) for a job interview. I knew a couple of people who worked at the Globe and one of them, Kathy McGrath, was in the current show running at the theater. I had some free time, so I went to the matinee. There was a guy in the cast who was a wonderful actor and I distinctly remember looking at his photo in the program and reading his bio.

I got the job, by the way.

Fast forward to a year later, in 1994. I had successfully managed the first year of teaching in a whole new environment. I had just been through the tragic murder of one of my beloved students. I was coaching one of the summer productions for the Globe, a play called Wonderful Tennessee by Brian Friel. The Globe used to host an event called “Company Call” where everyone involved in the current productions met in the theater, along with staff and management. It was a great way to get to know each other. During this particular Company Call, three people were made Associate Artists, an honor bestowed on artists who had forged a long relationship with the theater. I recognized one of the honorees. It was the same guy I had seen onstage the previous year. His speech was funny and self-deprecating and I found him intriguing. He was playing Malvolio in Twelfth Night, which was currently in rehearsal.

A week or so later, Kathy had her annual Fourth of July bash at her home by the beach. I had been serving on Jury Duty and was grateful for a day off from a tedious and contentious trial. Rick and I headed out to the beach. Lots of people from the theater were there. (In those days, the Globe was like one big family.)

I knew most everyone and I spent a lot of time with the cast of Wonderful Tennessee, most of them actors who had worked off and on at the Globe for years. Every time I came back into the living room of Kathy’s house, a guy kept catching my eye and smiling at me. This happened several times.

It was that guy I had seen in the play. That guy who had just been made an Associate Artist. Oh, I knew his name. He was Don Sparks.

I am by nature a friendly person who is fundamentally shy. I was never the kind of girl who went up to a man and initiated a flirtation. Too shy for that. But something made me go up to this guy. After all, he’d been putting an enormous amount of effort into catching my eye. And he seemed like a nice guy.

So I bit the bullet, walked up to him and introduced myself. We sat on the sofa and talked to each other. Our conversation centered around the fact that we couldn’t believe we were in our forties.

I was a wee bit smitten.

So, it turns out, was Don. In fact, he uses the word ‘lust’ to describe his feelings on that Fourth of July.

Later in the evening, we all went to the beach to watch the fireworks and, though we were sitting far apart from each other, he managed to catch my eye again. He smiled. He’s got a great smile.

I guess you can say we saw fireworks on the day we met.

Within a few weeks (we were both busy with our respective productions) we went on our first date. Four years later, we were married.

20years

20 years.

Pretty good for a guy who had been married before and wasn’t sure if he wanted to be married again.

Pretty good for a girl who had dodged any sort of commitment for years and didn’t think she could sustain a long relationship, let alone marry someone.

Happy 20th, my love.

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Stumbling & Relearning Life’s Lessons

May 22, 2014 at 8:12 am by Claudia

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I’m not going to lie to you. The past month or so has been Tough. Stressful. Worrisome. Sad. Fearful.

Oh, I could go on and on with that list.

In fact, you might have a list not unlike mine. Everyone has a list.

(That list also includes Happy, by the way.)

I’ve lost my mother. A dear friend and colleague of ours, the man who directed Don in Pygmalion and with whom I worked several times, died. A friend of Don’s has been diagnosed with ALS. We’re worried about work or rather, lack of work, and money.

Yesterday was a particularly hard day, which started off with learning that a dear friend of mine has cancer. Then another thing happened that sent Don and I into worry/stress mode. From there, I stayed in a place which was fear-filled and tense. So when I reacted to something else that happened later in the afternoon, I came from a place of fear, rather than peace.

I won’t get into the details, but suffice to say that instead of waiting before I reacted to an email, I immediately responded. That is never a good thing. I should have been more business-like. Later in the evening, when I reread my response, I was ashamed of myself.

That was not the real me speaking. But it was, indeed, the fearful me speaking. And I’m never at peace when fear takes over.

This is a lesson I have learned and relearned my whole life long. You’d think that by this point in my life, I would have learned it for good. No more coming from fear. Wait for a few hours before I respond to anything that upsets me. If you asked me for advice on how to respond to something, I would tell you to take a deep breath and wait before you react.  I’ve given that advice more times than I can count.

Apparently, I don’t always take my own advice.

I made amends, or at least, I hope that I made amends. I apologized.

But I find it particularly daunting to be at this stage of my life, supposedly mature and wise with many life lessons learned, only to backslide and find myself back at the bottom of the hill. Is life an endless set of lessons to be learned? Is it like the movie Groundhog Day, where you find yourself repeating the same events, the same lessons, over and over? Do we ever gain even a modicum of wisdom?

I know that I am certainly wiser than I was as a twenty-something. I hope that I am more loving, more kind, more of everything that is good. But I am only human. I make mistakes. Though the perfectionist in me doesn’t want to admit any shortcomings, I have them. Boy, do I have them.

I am sure that fear is the most lethal of emotions. Fear breeds ignorance and hate and disrespect and knee-jerk reactions and defensiveness and all things negative. Fear is the absence of love. Love should be all. Love breeds peace and joy and respect and care and all things positive and good.

I know all of that in my head and, a lot of the time, in my heart. But not all of the time, which is what happened to me yesterday. Today I woke up feeling chagrined but determined to do and be better.

Do you find yourself relearning the same lessons? Do you stumble along the way?

I sure do.

Happy Thursday.

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Evolution of the Dollhouse – Part 3

May 6, 2014 at 9:15 am by Claudia

dhevolutiongraphicI’m finally adding a graphic for this series. Better late than never!

When last we met, I had added wood floors to the living room, den and kitchen. What did I do next?

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I added a floor to the bedroom. My back story for the bedroom was that it had been an unfinished attic before the homeowner started her renovation and had wide plank floors that were damaged. She wanted to keep those floors, so she painted them white to cover up any damaged floorboards. Unfortunately, I didn’t take a photo until I had added the wallpaper and part of the trim. (Boy, I cannot tell you what a difference a good camera makes – I’ve tried to improve these older, pre-current-camera photos, but there’s only so much a photo editing program can do!)

Anyway, I used wider craft sticks that were the size of a tongue depressor, cut off the rounded ends, painted each one individually and then glued them in place.

Next: I added wallpaper and some window trim. I was nervous about wallpapering; I’d never done it in my life-sized abodes, but it definitely seemed the thing to do in the dollhouse. I researched lots of dollhouse mini wallpaper manufacturers. A lot of it was very predictable – cutesy “country” images that were not my taste, designs that were too childlike. I wanted timeless sophistication.

I found Itsy Bitsy Mini, a website that carries the most beautiful patterns. Eventually, I settled on 4 different wallpaper designs for the living room, den, bedroom and kitchen. You can order wallpaper paste/glue that is easy to use from any miniature site. The wallpaper comes in sheets. My method was to cut a template for each wall out of regular paper, label it, then trace the template onto the wallpaper. I did all of this very carefully. “Measure twice, cut once” goes for dollhouses, too. Some miniaturists choose to glue the wallpaper onto cardboard and then attach it onto the wall, but I just glued it directly onto the walls.

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This was the pattern I chose for the living room. Confession: I loved it so much that I used the same pattern, in blue, for the den. For this wall, I measured the length and height of the wall, cut the sheet, and attached it to the wall. Then, I cut around the window and the door with an exacto knife. For me, that works much more easily than cutting the windows and doorways out before pasting. Less room for error.

I also bought trim and corner blocks for each of the windows. After wallpapering, I measured the trim, painted it, and finished out the windows.

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Here’s that same wallpaper in blue in the den, with trim added to the windows.

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I chose an old-fashioned, charming design for the kitchen. This room marks the start of adding beadboard to the lower half of each wall. I ended up doing that in the kitchen, bedroom and bathroom. (I got the beadboard, which is vinyl, from miniatures.com. Sometimes I wish I had done all the beadboard in real wood, but I didn’t. Next dollhouse.) I measured the beadboard the same way I measured the wallpaper. I also painted it so it looked less vinyl-y. Here you can see the kitchen in progress; beadboard in place, wallpaper attached, trim around the window and the beginnings of the chair rail.

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I did the same thing in the bedroom. Beadboard, chair rail, and wallpaper. I chose a small, flowery wallpaper for this room. Do you remember me mentioning that when this dollhouse was assembled by the previous owner, somehow a section of the cladding ended up inside the bedroom? Don’t ask me how, but there was cladding/siding in this room. That wouldn’t do. I wanted to cover it up and finally came up with the idea of using these faux bricks that are sold in sheets. I measured the area where the cladding was – a triangle of sorts – and made another template, which I traced onto the bricks. Then I painted them and glued them to the cladding. I like the look, which reminds me of the painted brick chimney in MHC’s living room.

You can see that I had also started to add baseboards in each room at this point.

Lots of time spent measuring, cutting, gluing. Every time I thought I had enough trim for the baseboards and moldings, I ended up running out and I had to order more. Sometimes I measured incorrectly and had to chuck a piece or recycle it in another part of the house.

Just like in real life.

More in this series soon.

I wrote about this yesterday, but I wanted to add it again today. I’ve changed some things in the settings for the email delivery of this blog’s posts, since recent changes by major email carriers have virtually stopped the delivery of blog subscriptions. (See yesterday’s post for an explanation.) Since I subscribe to my own blog via AOL, Gmail and Yahoo, I can monitor the delivery by those carriers. After making adjustments, I’m getting the posts again on AOL and Gmail. Not in Yahoo. Susan researched some of this and found that Yahoo, AT&T and SBC Global have merged, so if you subscribe via one of these carriers, you still may not be receiving updates. It isn’t a Feedburner problem. It comes from the email delivery services who are trying to stem the tide of spam and spoof emails. Can you let me know if you are receiving your email subscriptions? If you aren’t, you might want to consider subscribing via another email address, or, as I have mentioned frequently, bookmark the site. Cause that’s about all I can do at this point. xo

Happy Tuesday.

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