Obsessions

Everything has to start somewhere.

I am at the beginning of a journey. Who knows if it will be long or short. Will this trek take me to the ends of the earth? Doubtful. In fact, I can predict with certainty, that it will not. Around the USA, maybe... via the internet. But the most likely place I will end up in both body and spirit is West Virginia.

I have never really had any desire to go to WV before now, but the seed has been planted. And as most sane people know, and obsession that has begun as a passing mention by a friend, can grow out of control as fast as the beanstalk that Jack planted. The seed is in the ground, and I've added enough water and fertilizer to get it firmly rooted.

It was innocent enough at first. A post by a friend on facebook. She simply posted a photo of some dishes. Her new fiestaware! And it was as if I heard a crescendo of angels singing. The bright bold colors make my soul sing. These dishes are perfectly timeless. How could I have resisted for so many years. Why didn't I see it before?

I was immediately transported back in time to my childhood where I saw these dishes at my Aunt Dorthy's house. I loved the color as a child and I have never really grown out of that. I've always embraced the brighter colors in a box of 64 crayons. The patchwork quilts that I love are filled with vibrant hues.

I find myself wanting to know more. Scouring the internet has left me wanting to dialogue with collectors. I want to ask questions and find out what they love most and why. I have not found an ideal place to communicate with other fiesta lovers out there, so that's why this blog was started. Maybe it will be a place for fiesta fans to gather.