Love is in the (cold) air

Come celebrate the season of love! The Artist Mercantile in St. Paul is throwing a pre-Valentine’s Day event in February. The Jewelry Trunk Show and Soirée takes place on Friday and Saturday, Feb. 7–8.

trunk show at artist mercantile

On Friday from 11am–1pm, take in a lunchtime jewelry trunk show, and while you’re there enjoy samples of fabulous chocolate truffles. The mother-daughter team of DeDesigns Jewelry will show their vintage-inspired collection, which is made from materials such as gold filigree, silver, crystals, and rhinestones.

On Saturday from 7–9pm, you can again find the jewelry of DeDesigns and chocolate, plus you can sample some wine. The evening will also highlight my mixed-media shadowboxes, as well as the work of Sarah Wash, who works in acrylic, pencil, watercolor, and Mod Podge. Both my and Sarah’s collage work will be up at Artist Mercantile through March 8.

Spread the word and come share the love!

DETAILS

Friday, Feb. 7, 11am–1pm
Saturday, Feb. 8, 7–9pm
The mixed-media work of Christy Johnson and Sarah Wash will be on display through March 8.

Artist Mercantile
24 West Seventh Place
St. Paul, MN 55102
The Artist Mercantile offers a wide variety of Minnesota-made art and gifts that are perfect for any occasion.

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In My Shoes : “Board” with snow

I recently started a new feature on redshoes news 2.6 called In My Shoes. As a shoeaholic, I’ve racked up quite a collection. I’m also an athlete, so I have several pairs of shoes that fit the different sports or activities I participate in. One I’m highlighting today is a new pair of snowboard boots I bought this past winter.

snowboard boots

I don’t want to see my snowboard boots again until next winter.

I know what many of you are thinking, especially those who have known me for a good portion of my life: CJ snowboards?! It’s true. Well, I’m not sure I can even claim that “I snowboard” quite yet, as I just began learning this past October. I’m on my bum about as much as I’m on my feet/board, and I can’t for the life of me master getting off the chairlift. In the, hmm…I’d say 40 times I’ve tried getting off the chairlift, I’ve fallen every time but once. OK, a few times I simply put a knee down. But I count that as a fall. Stomp pads, tricks offered by friends…nothing so far has helped me stay vertical. But I’ll get it. Next year. I’ve put my snowboard and snowboard boots away for the season.

But maybe I shouldn’t have. If those of you reading are in the Midwest or, in particular, in Minnesota, you are looking out the window right now at a couple inches of snow on the ground. Yep, on April 12. I know. You’re probably as crabby as I am about it. I doubt even my most snow-loving friends are loving it right now. They have to be as sick of it as I am. If they’re not, they should try to explain why. I’d *love* to hear it. Really.

Looking at this photo of me riding the chairlift in Big Sky, Montana, when I was there on vacation at the end of January, I remember feeling happy about snow. Happy to be out on these beautiful, beautiful mountains trying my best to snowboard. My visit to Montana was only my fourth time ever snowboarding, so I was still a beginner, still learning. Still falling. And falling.

And falling.

The best part was, we got so much snow while we were on our trip that not one of my falls hurt. In fact, I would sometimes fall just to stop and rest. The snow was like a cushy down comforter, not a concrete sidewalk like here in Minnesota. WARNING: I’m posting photos of my swollen and purple knee, which I captured on my iPhone after my second snowboarding excursion, on a rainy/icy night in October in Minnesota. Those falls hurt. Bad.

bruised knee

It hurts just looking at this photo.

Not only was the powder in Montana soft, the mountains are so huge, you’re riding them for a long time, and you need to take breaks. Well, if you’re a newbie like me, you need to take breaks, anyway. Or you just take a break to admire the unbelievable scenery that’s surrounding you. I did that. A lot.

But, back to the shoes. When I look at the photo of my snowboard boots, I remember enjoying winter, and it makes me happy. Lacing them up the first time was intimidating, as I was riding with a very experienced group, and also exciting, at the thought of adding a new sport to my repertoire.

But when I look at this photo of my boots today, there’s not one bit of me that wants to go out and ride in the snow we have right now. It’s April! I should be getting my footsies ready to wear open-toed shoes. Or preparing my body to start the softball season in a little over a month. What’s *wrong* with Mother Nature? We Minnesotans are sick of snow. We want to be wearing sandals and spikes, not snowboard boots.

Like I said, I’ve put them in the back of the closet, and will continue thinking spring–and sandals.