Showing posts from July, 2014

Poetry: The Bleeding-Heart by Mary Oliver

The Bleeding-Heart
by Mary Oliver

I know a bleeding-heart plant that has thrived
for sixty years if not more, and has never
missed a spring without rising and spreading
itself into a glossy bush, with many small red
hearts dangling. Don't you think that deserves
a little thought? The woman who planted it
has been gone for a long time, and everyone
who saw it in that time has also died or moved
away and so, like so many stories, this one can't
get finished properly. Most things that are
important, have you noticed, lack a certain
neatness. More delicious, anyway, is to
remember my grandmother's pleasure when
the dissolve of winter was over and the green
knobs appeared and began to rise, and to cre-
ate their many hearts. One would say she was
a simple woman, made happy by simple
things. I think this was true. And more than
once, in my long life, I have wished to be her.

Listen to my reading of "The Bleeding-Heart" below:

Personal Style: Summer Casual

Head scarf — my mother's closet  Necklace & Bracelets — handmade by me (Mawusi) Floral Print Top — my mother's closet Tote bag — gift from my best mate Levis Jeans — my brother's closet Sandals —Marshalls

How to Keep a Daily Journal and Work on Short Term Memory

On Medium a few months or so back, I came across a post that suggested writing in the morning is good for one's mental health. It also encouraged taking walks in the morning and deemed them excellent for one's well being. Though I am yet to muster the energy for the later, I have found a way to fit the former into my daily routine.

I have been keeping a journal since the 6th grade, however in recent years, efforts to maintain the routine on a daily basis have increasingly become a challenge. I find myself either too lazy, too tired, or forgetful. Like last year, writing daily in my journal is amongst  my top resolutions for this year. The good news is that in comparison to the last two to three years, I have been doing a better job this year. However, having generated a curiosity for the benefits of that advice about writing in the morning, I came up with a neat idea. One of the fruits of this idea is my memory experiment.
Writing in my journal first thing every morning becam…

Mawusi: Lots of New Things

Oi there! Grab a cup of tea, this one is a bit long. But it's totally worth it!
For my SS14 collection, I made the Achimota Avant-Garde Pillbox Hat. Loved it but something was missing. I kept trying to redesign it and finally I was able to get it exactly how I want it. Here's what's new about the already cool Achimota Avant-Garde Pillbox Hat:
+ The craftsmanship of the fabric box is far superior than the original design.
+ The pompom has a curve, so it doesn't sit flat in your hair.
+ You've 8 beautiful prints and 12 yummy yarn options to custom make what you love. (Can't wait to see your choices.)
+ It's twice the fun and excitement of the first.
So what thinks you? Find the new one in shop! The old one is no longer available.

Apparently, picking colors for the Happy Koryo Yarn bracelets has been a cause of some stress. Which is not at all the effect I was aiming for when I provided 25 great color choices. But I understand. Too many choices can be really …

Summer Diaries: On the Floor

Last night, I slept on the floor under the window next to the bed. Cushioned by the carpet and two heavy duvet covers. Can't remember the last time I did this. It was nice. Watching every thing climb to the ceiling felt interesting. I have been feeling so much anger and though I am amused by it, I have been looking for distractions. So far this summer has been very confusing.

Poetry: Poet's Work by Lorine Niedecker

Poet's Work
by Lorine Niedecker

    advised me:
            Learn a trade

I learned
    to sit at desk
           and condense

No layoff
    from this

Listen to my reading of "Poet's Work" below:

Meet Mayowa & Ebony of FLO+THEO

-Tell us a bit about yourselves

Mayowa and I (Ebony) are the co-founders of FLO+THEO, an all-natural, vegan, artisan skin care brand.  We are Nigerian born sisters, who grew up in England and Ireland and now call New York City home. Mayowa has a computer engineering and email marketing background, whilst I studied to be a human rights lawyer and together, we now create simple yet effective skin care formulations.
- What is your craft/brand story

Ebony:  I always had really sensitive skin (I am literally allergic to everything), so I had been making my own skin care products for years. I also had always wanted to start my own business and all through my academic career, whilst studying to be a lawyer, I was also looking up possible business ideas, attending business courses and interning at local businesses. After I finished law school, I thought it was an epitome time to take a leap of faith and start a business on what I already knew and loved, natural skin care.

Mayowa: I have alwa…


How about instead of telling you something today, I ask you something?  Yes?
So how are you?
Did you have a good weekend? How so? What would have made it better, or less so?
What is the most interesting thing that has happened to you this year?
What one thing have you learned about yourself this year? Is it a good discovery?
Have you changed in any way? Is it deliberate?
Are you deliberately trying to change anything about you? Why?
Do you know what makes you happy? Are you happy?
What are your priorities?
Are you focused on anything? What is it? And why is that?
Are you making time for yourself? How so and how frequently?
Who are you when you are around your friends? Someone you are proud of?
How much can you depend on your friends? How much do you depend on them?
How much can your friends depend on you? How much do they depend on you?
How much do you love yourself? How much should you love yourself?

Do you believe you deserve to be loved? Why? Who loves you?
What is your definition…

Mawusi: The Mateko

Perhaps you've already read this on my Facebook page, or on my Twitter page, or seen it on Instagram. If not then I have been meaning to share with you some news concerning the Mateko Piece. I am very happy, really happy, actually, to inform you that coming August, the Mateko will only be a hair piece (or cocktail hat). At the moment it is a two-in-one piece. It's attached to a brooch pin and an alligator clip so you could wear it either in your hair or on your clothing. However, I have gotten a significant amount of feedback which suggests that the Mateko looks cooler as a hair piece and will sit better with a comb rather than a clip. So I have experimented and have had to agree, hence the change!! ^_^  Have an awesome weekend!

Summer Diaries: Pink Balloons in the Air

A few days ago I was invited to a birthday party hosted at the Piers. The Planner made it into a picnic and asked that we bring our own blankets if we could. Everyone brought rectangles and we spread them over a portion of the grassy park: a united patchwork of different colors on green. Around us, scantily cladded women and men sun bathed on their own blankets. The Planner brought balloons that we tied to the edges of our rectangles. I loved having the circles attached to their lines swim through the air. They were pink and full, and from below, looked like pink moons in a sheet of blue. I remember laying back on my red space looking at the fragile pink circles sway whichever way the invisible current wished them.

P.S. I took this image with my camera phone! How cool is the quality?!

Poetry: The Gift by Li-Young Lee

The Gift
by Li-Young Lee

To pull the metal splinter from my palm
my father recited a story in a low voice.
I watched his lovely face and not the blade.
Before the story ended, he’d removed
the iron sliver I thought I’d die from.

I can’t remember the tale,
but hear his voice still, a well
of dark water, a prayer.
And I recall his hands,
two measures of tenderness
he laid against my face,
the flames of discipline
he raised above my head.

Had you entered that afternoon
you would have thought you saw a man
planting something in a boy’s palm,
a silver tear, a tiny flame.
Had you followed that boy
you would have arrived here,
where I bend over my wife’s right hand.

Look how I shave her thumbnail down
so carefully she feels no pain.
Watch as I lift the splinter out.
I was seven when my father
took my hand like this,
and I did not hold that shard
between my fingers and think,
Metal that will bury me,
christen it Little Assassin,
Ore Going Deep for My Heart.
And I did not lift up my wound and…

Window Shopping: Art

Here's something neat from Manjuzaka to hang on that good wall of yours. It's the perfect art work! Don't you think?!

Observation: The Motorcyclists

Late afternoon under a bridge in Queens, New York City, the traffic light is red. Left, right, then left again I looked to cross the one way street. Then right again to verify what I thought I had seen. In front of the other cars, a woman sits quietly on a medium sized motorcycle. Perhaps in her late 30s, or early 40s. Under an open helmet, her face is alert and patient. There is another expression there I could not interpret. Something akin serenity. Sitting behind her is a man. His hands loosely wrapped around her waist. Whose face under an open helmet, too, wears similar expressions to hers. On his left shoulder is a cotton, or perhaps linen tote bag. I wondered what was in the bag. As I stood watching, the light changed to yellow then quickly to green and they zoomed away.


Mawusi: Ready for Wholesale

Oi there! For some time now I have been working on perfecting my designs and the craftsmanship of my products. Learning ways to work more efficiently without sacrificing quality. After all, I do take immense pride in making  products that are extremely well made, and with quality materials. I will of course, never stop working to improve myself but I am confident in my ability to mass produce and still maintain the high level of excellent craftsmanship that I always strive for. And so I am opening the door wider for another venture in my business. Wholesale!! I will really love and appreciate your help with this. If you know of a boutique that shares my aesthetic, and you think my work will be a great fit for their shops, please do write me and let me know and I will contact them. Also, I won't mind it a bit if you wish to pass along my website to the buyers in such boutiques. Be it in NYC or Seattle, London or Japan! In fact, I will be very thankful. I now have a wholesale sectio…

Summer Diaries: An Afternoon at Flushing Meadows Park

Did it yesterday! That afternoon under the sky I have been dreaming about. Better yet, I did it with a friend and we could not have picked a better day.
The sun was sweet, the breeze crisp, and balmy. The grass very green and soft. And I was a little tired so I did more sleeping and less reading. A perfect summer afternoon. And that was yesterday.  Have a blast today. Jane

Football Fever: Let's Hear it for BRAZIL!

If you are following the FIFA World Cup, you know that Ghana is out, and so is every other African country, and so is the USA. Honestly, I stopped watching the game after that disgraceful match between Ghana and Portugal. It is very obvious that Portugal played dirty. It was offensive to watch. That said, I am here about Brazil. I didn't watch their recent match but after I heard the scores I felt numb. Germany has been playing an impressive game and I am not surprised that they have managed to make history, but I am a Brazilian fan. Which is why today I am dedicating this space to the Brazilian team. Poetry will be back next Wednesday. But for now, I am here to declare my respect for that AMAZING team. It is one thing to lose a game, it is another to lose a game at home, and it is another to lose it in the manner that they did to Germany. The scores are painful, but they've played amazingly well thus far. I am proud of them. They have made it to the semifinals and that is so…

Fashion: A Red Plaid Shirt

Is there a song about red plaid shirts and how they are just so cool? If not, someone ought to write that song. That said, this is the price from my today's "window shopping!" Spotted at NowVintage

To a beautiful Tuesday then! Jane

Observation: The Trees at Section Three

The route from the subway entrance to my door entrance, I have divided into seven sections. At Section Three——or Five if I am on my way home, rather than on my way to the train station——there are four trees. Walking by these trees this past long winter, I had images of fluttering green leaves with peeking lines of sparkling sunlight or shadowy leaves trembling and glistening here and there with reflections of the moonlight. Or the yellowy street lights. I was sure summer would dress them as such. The images were shots from previous years. Spring came and I was cheerful to see my trees.

Only one blossomed. The fourth one, if I were to be going to the station, though the first one if I were to be making my way home. I thought the other three were taking things slow. I thought I must be patient. Every day as I walked by I would pay extra attention to the three for signs of life. Then summer came and I realized that they could be dead. I was not sure how I felt. The fourth or first tree …

Mawusi: 4th of July Sale!

Happy happy Friday and happy happy 4th of July fellow Americans!!! I have a whole new clothing line now, and you should check it out if you haven't already. Also, I have just added some new Wabiyaa band-less bows and Dipoyo Brooches. On the subject of Wabiyaa bows, there is only a single banded one left. Not making banded ones anymore but feel free to custom order any time. 
  YES, I'm having a 4th of July sale from now through Sunday July 6th. Please use the coupon code Americana to save 15% off your purchases of $30+ at
Have a beautiful beautiful weekend! Jane P.S. Don't forget to find me on IG

Summer Diaries: A Beautiful Summer Day

Yesterday was a charm. The afternoon was very breezy and beautiful. I had to go to the post office, and after that I went and got some forbidden treats to celebrate the summer-perfect afternoon. The light disappeared dramatically around 5pm, like it does when the heavens mean to show off . I got a chair and sat in front of the window with my knitting, ready for the exhibition. But nothing happened so I went about another business. Around 7pm the show  started and it was mind blowing. I rolled up on my ridiculously high bed and watched wind, water, and lightening go wild. It was so windy, the rain started coming into the room, but I couldn't bring myself to close the windows. As I watched, I wished I had a backyard so I could dash out in a bathing suit, but then realized that I didn't need a backyard to feel the rain!

I rushed into some comfy clothes and a pair of flip-flops, and grabbed my keys and went out for a walk. I couldn't wear my glasses because they were useless …