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Emerald & Echo

I’m not sure if I say this enough yet I love Instagram as it’s my best asset in finding new and exciting things around town.

I love how a picture alone can say a thousand things all with out sharing words. This is how I was inspired to reach out to Emerald & Echo a Local Artist with a twist.

One of the captivating things about art is that one piece of art can have several messages weaved through its intricate flow from the Artist.

Art is visually stimulating and we know it is very rich and personal as the Artist shares a bit of their soul through the creation of their art piece and yet sometimes there is much more than what the eye can see.

At first what I saw when going through Emerald & Echos timeline were old vinyl records painted with different ethereal feeling colours telling a story of their own.

Yet the magic for me came when I learned this was more than just beautiful vinyl records, this was a medium that was also reducing waste and a product that does not break down in a landfill.

A step further these albums music that is inlaid into its personal grooves sometimes become the inspiration for the art itself.

I absolutely fell in love and knew I wanted a 45 yet these albums are usually sold in sets and collections.

As I have a sweet tooth and love all things pink, soft and sparkly I asked if I could have a ‘Cotton Candy’ inspired piece.

I was thrilled to receive a couple of updates as the piece was being created and I even know which record was used.

It’s Raining this Morning by Patsy Gallant which you can hear here

I am happy to have ‘Cotton Candy’ home and on display with my other favourite cute things.

This is a very special art piece for yourself or as a gift as these are one of a kind and each hold their own story.

The quick trip on a long road.

The time has finally come; Betsy had finally caught a ride to Edmonton Alberta where she is now sitting in line waiting for her turn to enter the shop.  Being that we are a Province over and an 8 hour drive to travel south making the connections to time a trip down has been a cluster of cancelled trips because of weather or work.

In the meanwhile I am going nuts with anticipation to finally to lay my hands upon her and know her to be true.

Betsy my 54 Chevy Two-Ten wagon is my 10 year wedding anniversary gift from my husband.  She will be my daily driver in the no snow season and the family fun maker.

It has been about 5 months of waiting since she was purchased for me and the moment is finally here.  I am not sure how I can ease my mind over the long drive south.  To break it up we drove for 5 hours, took a hotel and continued in the morning.

The drive was considerably smooth as we often have one thing or another going on so arriving at the shop fresh and early in the morning was a compliment to the day.

We arrived at the shop and headed in to talk to owner about the progress on my husband’s build of his 1966 VW Micro bus Deluxe – Pandora’s Box.  After about 5 mins (I am surprised I waited so long) I dismissed myself from the conversation and made my way out back, outside.

I opened the door and there she sat in my eye line of the yard, in a row her chrome shone as the morning sun cast itself upon the rides parked neatly, tails against the fence and noses out nice and pretty.

I put Betsy in my sights and headed straight for her driver side door, hiked up my many crinolines and sat behind the wheel.  A bit beside myself I really was not sure what to take in first.

As we bought her sight unseen it was anyone’s guess what she would really be like, through the others recanting of what they had seen of her there is nothing like setting your own eyes upon your own ride.

The entire time I was sat behind the wheel I did not let go, I admired all her shiny bits on her dash and mainly drifted off into daydream.

She is now in waiting to return to the road to recovery and I say she will be worth the time and effort. A labour of love Betsy signifies a coming together of many aspects of my years spent with my husband.

She was really more gorgeous than I could have ever possibly imagined.