In celebration of Artists and Artisans

IMG_6007As I was scrolling through my instagram feed last night I was struck my how many talented and visionary people there are out there.  People who spend countless hours making the visions in their mind into reality.  Whether that be setting up a shop full of locally sourced linens or indeed scouring the world bring all linens under one roof to sell.  Taking beautiful considered photographs of their homes which have been crafted over many years through toil and hard labour.  Those who read books upon books and decide to write what they have learnt and found memorable to bring to the joy of other people.

And I think that is the key point.  All of these craftsmen and women don’t make, create, spend time on making their visions reality for themselves, they do it for others.  So that others lives are filled with beautiful images that are shared, with beautiful words that are written.

So here’s the artisans, the craftsmen and women, the doers that enrich and decorate our lives everyday.

To pass on that very thought,  below are some brilliant people that I found last night scouring through instagram.  Enjoy.






Whereever you go there you are

bookI have just began reading a book by Jon Kabat-Zinn.  It’s not a new book as it’s 10 years old but it is a classic that speaks about mindfulness in a very simple way.

One of the paragraphs really stroke a cord with me and I wanted to share with you.  It is speaks about death but not in a morbid manner, just a in way that makes you stop and think.  It certainly made me think.  It is literature such as this which really underpins the movement of Time Consumed and I have noted it as future reference.

It makes for sobering reading.  Extract taken from page 11 titled “Stopping”

“The funny thing about stopping is that as soon as you do it, here you are.  Things get simpler. In some ways, it’s as if you died and the world continued on.  If you did die, all your responsibilities and obligations would immediately evaporate.  Their residue would somehow get worked out without you.  No one else can take over your unique agenda.  It would die or peter out with you just as it has for everyone else who has ever died.”

Janitha’s Story – Be More with Less.


This is a story told to me by a new friend at my companies Sri Lankan office were I am working that I thought I would share. I do find it rather inspiring, I hope you do too.

An American CEO was on holiday in Sri Lanka when a small boat with just one fisherman docked.  Inside the small boat were several large tuna.  The American complimented the fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took to catch them.

The fisherman replied, “only a little while. The American then asked why didn’t he stay out longer and catch more fish? The fisherman said he had enough to support his family’s immediate needs. The American then asked, “but what do you do with the rest of your time?”

The fisherman said, “I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siestas with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine, and play guitar with my amigos.  I have a full and busy life.” The American scoffed, “I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat. With the proceeds from the bigger boat, you could buy several boats, eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor, eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product, processing, and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Tokyo, then LA and eventually New York City, where you will run your expanding enterprise.”

The fisherman asked, “But, how long will this all take?”

To which the American replied, “15 – 20 years.”

“But what then?” Asked the fisherman.

The American laughed and said, “That’s the best part.  When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich, you would make millions!”

“Millions – then what?”

The American said, “Then you would retire.  Move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siestas with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos.


Apologise! My time away however has been spent well!

IMG_57992I must apologise for my lack of time spent on my blog.  Work commitments have lead me to living in Sri Lanka for 3 months and away from my beloved garden.  Rest assured the husband has promised to tend to my garden – the raised bed is in (see featured picture) and full of seeds.  The lack of sun I think is shunting the growth but my seedlings are alive and growing which is a step in the right direction. We were able to buy some really old railway sleepers for the bed which worked out really easy and because they are so heavy the keep the soil securely in place.

Yesterday a new work colleague Janitha in the Sri Lanka office told me one if not the most loveliest story which I believe follows the story of Time Consumed brilliantly.  I will follow up with the Story tomorrow after some much needed sleep which I have named “Janitha’s Story”