Watch Time…

My brother came to visit over the weekend along with the kids. He has a pretty high position at a major manufacturer of cars and heavy duty trucks. His daughter -my niece (3 yrs old)- came to me at some point and gave me a beautiful heavy white square box with a logo: it was a gift. I had no idea what it was until I opened the gorgeous box.

All of a sudden I remembered a conversation I had with my bro last time he came over. I’d noticed his beautiful watch and told him that I wouldn’t mind spending money on one like his. At the age of ten my parents bought me a beautiful tiny watch but somehow it must have been cursed, I’ve never gotten it to work properly…

I bought watches over the years but didn’t really use them. If someone asks me what time it is I normally can tell by looking at the sky or sun. I’m pretty accurate too because of years of training *wink* so I didn’t need one. My brother’s watch was something different, I absolutely adore the design: it reminded me of my sleek Powerbook.

So I was astonished to find this beautiful exclusive branded watch inside the box that was given to me by my niece. You can’t just buy these, they’re corporate gifts. This one is also a men’s watch because I like ‘big’ sizes *hehe* It has a genuine leather band and I wear it on the inside of my arm (for protection): just like my dad used to.

I think the watch is awesome and I think I have a pretty awesome brother too *hehe*

Isn’t it gorgeous?

I so love the design!

Black leather band, watch is heavy! *hehe*

Last Minute Chaos

I’m racing against time lately and it’s not because I don’t have enough time, it’s because I’m managing it in a bad way due to the fact that I have so much to do and I have no list on paper -just in my head- causing it to short-circuit every now and then. I have exactly four weeks from today before I’ll be moving countries so once again I’m packing. I’m so tired of crap, I’m throwing out even more; most went to charity already and half of my books went to a friend here in London, I kept the ones in English (which is still too many *hehe).

I already started a while ago but every time I move I realise I should cut down dramatically. I’ve moved about 12 times since I was eighteen but the problem is that whenever one moves to a bigger place the more crap one collects and my last apartment in Amsterdam was twice the size of a regular one there. So these days I only buy things that I’ll actually use and give away what I don’t need. No useless nick-nacks collecting dust and no more books either unless they’re related to design. If it’s not functional and if I don’t use it it will be binned…

I don’t want clutter to rule my life, it’s causing chaos, is utterly distracting and will only take up space in my home, my studio and my mind. So while I’m packing I’m making a conscious decision to let go and throw out things especially the things that I feel I ‘might need’ one day. Because to be honest, that day never really came so far. In the meantime I’ve been meeting up with friends in the city to say goodbye for now. One friend -a programmer- has some projects coming up and he needs my help design-wise.

Like I mentioned in my previous post, I’m showered with requests lately: all of a sudden people want me to do their design projects. This Wednesday I’ll have to meet up with the accountancy firm, they want a brochure with the same design as the website I did a while ago where people can book online courses. There’s more last-minute things that clients need all of a sudden but I was able to put them off until after the move and when I’ll be back online again. I’m lucky that my line of work could be done from anywhere!

I’m sweeping the rooms of my life and it feels good to get rid of all the dirt, cobwebs and the skeletons that I wasn’t allowed to take out of their cupboard before. It’s May and I’m doing a total spring-clean. Aah, what bliss to embrace the changes and watch them evolve gradually in such a positive way. What a great season to start again…