look how cute these boards are! i did the first one for my mom! after that a client couldn’t decide what they wanted until i showed them my mom’s! they were dead set in having that design on a much smaller board in their home! with a few minor twists i pulled it off! i love this board! 🌿
if you find a board that you love somewhere else and want yours to look like it... i am the girl to do it! ;)
The 2000s. Honourable Mention 21/50.
As if attempting to cosmically counterbalance the release of the first iPhone in 2007, PJ Harvey released what is easily the most olde worlde of her solo albums, White Chalk. In another characteristic left-turn in a career already full of them, Harvey taught herself to play the piano when writing this material. This explains her songs’ rudimentary chordal accompaniments, and it probably also helps to explain their winding structures and modal tonality which make the album feel much more a part of the British folk tradition than any form of rock ’n’ roll; it’s far more Bronte than Beatles, and is a world away from her more conventional ‘00s fare (Stories from the City… and Uh Huh Her). As if to emphasise this clean break from recent form, she delivers these songs in a waify and whispered high register that couldn't be less liberated alt-rock goddess. There’s a brave vulnerability about her chosen artistic process that suits her lyrics’ primal and anguished tone; listening to White Chalk feels a lot like reading a long-departed woman's private journal. It’s all goosebump-inducingly intimate; ‘When Under Ether’ chronicles an abortion from the perspective of the deeply devout (‘Something’s inside me/Unborn and unblessed/Disappears in the ether/This world to the next’), ‘Before Departure’ is a farewell letter to dear friends, the final moments of ‘The Mountain’ feature a howl so primitive and unrefined that listening to it feels like trespassing. In an overwhelmingly electronic age, these songs are fiercely manual and serve as a reminder of the things that have always been and will always be, no matter how digital we believe our lives are: love, betrayal, endurance, death. While I do love the aforementioned popular staples, this one gets my vote here for being so bloody-minded and unapologetically outsider.