Les Poissonchats

Snowflake gazing. 

Ironically, the time historically meant for retrospection and contemplation, when all the work of the year was done, and the nights long and the days short, and ever so cold, and when you were meant to sit around the fire all day and tell stories and feed off of the fat summer months, and the warmth of a kitchen and the warmth of those sitting around the fire with you, ironically this time, nowadays, has become one of the insanely busiest of the year. 

There is much unhappiness associated with Christmas. Unhappiness because one’s own Christmas isn’t picture perfect. Because one is lonely and can’t stand ones family or friends. Because one can’t stand the happiness of others. Because one is empty and dry. 

So let’s try to take a step back. Stop. Raise your eyes. Gaze at the snowflakes ever so profusely tumbling down on this our earth. Aren’t they beautiful?  

I’ve made a little film of falling snowflakes at my balcony windows here.

This is Les Poissonchats Wondrous Advent Calendar! Advent calendars are a huge tradition where I come from: you make little gifts for your loved ones every day until Christmas Day, fourandtwenty little surprises. The advent calendars come in beautifully old fashioned prints on cardboard, with extra glitter, and each day there’s a paper door waiting for you to pry open. Others are more elaborate, pretty baskets filled with twenty four numbered parcels, decorated with red velvet ribbons. The one I’m making for you this season is altogether a different one, it is digital glimpses into the real doors, the Castle doors, to be precise. Unless specially marked, all content is hand-stitched by myself, lovingly compiled and written to your amusement.