“In oneself lies the whole world and if you know how to look and learn, the door is there and the key is in your hand. Nobody on earth can give you either the key or the door to open, except yourself.”

~Jiddu Krishnamurti

I am such a Russophile. Having just read "Rasputin's Daughter" (Robert Alexander) I am once again enchanted with the Romanovs. It is not just the Royal family though. I have always been intrigued by much of Russian culture, history, art and literature. I am off to purchase "The Kitchen Boy", also by R. Alexander.

self-portrait with new camera

after Dennis

The hurricane left Cape San Blas
torqued and twisted . Wooden walkways
lay tossed as rippled keyboards
among the ruined pines and palms.
The dunes were sliced layer cake,

pastel cottages like frosting flowers
teetering off the top. The Gulf, still
seething, sized them up, while wooden stairs
led to nowhere, but the calm, clear sky,
cleansed, cloudless, innocent of peril.

my new baby!!!!!!!

Look what arrived today!!!!!!!!! Now I need to hire someone to teach me how to use it. Oh, joy!

well, yeah...

Yet another reason why I love Jamaica.

I am so thankful to Lisa, Sandy & my sister, Juli, for all they did to allow me to participate in the trunk show. I made some coins, which is aways a nice thing.

It is a relief to have it over and done. I have some special order pendants that need my attention now.

I am having a so-so day. It is so damn gloomy~ yet another good day to be inside.

My camera did not arrive today, but it should be here soon. I can hardly wait.

I'm a great believer in luck and I find the harder I work, the more I have of it. ~Thomas Jefferson

thanks Sissy!!!!!

My sister ROCKS!!! Look how beautifully she set up my wares for the trunk show!!! It is really tormenting me that I cannot be there, but I know it is for the best. I have had a rough day and that really confims that that there is no way I could have managed being there. Soooo... I am thankful for Juli's hard work in displaying my things in such a wonderful way. I appreciate the other folks at the trunk show taking up my slack. Hopefully some shoppers are braving the chill.

For me, it is a good day to be inside. I have a good book to read and art to work on. And... my new camera is on the way!! Yippee!
http://www.imaging-resource.com/PRODS/XTI/XTIA.HTM

trunk show

Sadly, I am not up to going to my trunk show... but my sweet sister has offered to set up my items and the other participants will hawk my wares. I have over 100 pendants, several larger soldered pieces and lots of misc. collages. I hate not being there, but I'm thankful that everyone is helping me out. I think my items will sell without my presence. They do well in the shops I sell them in. And I AM getting better... just not quite up to two loooong days at a show.

big art!

after redemption

It is, perhaps, a stretch to say they were my stock
in trade, but I thought that I knew colors. I saw them
fanned and tucked, spilled and shadowed, seeped from cracks
and spread so thin they swallowed light. I was certain
I saw them and saw them true. I picked up feathers
and locusts’ husks, kept slipper shells in milky jars.
I spun the sky on a fingertip and gathered stars
that fell like drops of fire. My windows stood
uncurtained day and night. Darkness bloomed
in liquid hues. Mornings sprung like jungle cats
from the edges of the veldt. But I did not know colors

until I was deprived, driven deep into myself
where light is not allowed. Furled as a fiddlehead
and buried deep in silence, I was imprisoned. In the drawing
back before the wave strikes the shore, I forgot the amber
of my daughter’s eyes. When they pulled me
from the rim I gasped not air, but goldenrod,
azure and plum. And I knew colors
were not mine to own, but to drink and drink
like fresh, cold water from a endless well.
Now all the blues of heaven spill from above
and I taste, in this moment, a palette of possibilities.

65 degress predicted for today! JOY!

Still feeling like crap... and getting quite tired of it. Soldered pendants yesterday...

the art of convalescence

I have managed to make a little art.

sugared pansies

winter wonderland...

well, not exactly... but some icing for a winter day. The roads are clear, but it is COLD, baby!!!!

I am feeling a bit more alive. I've been accomplishing a little more each day. Yippee... I see a glimmer of light at the end of the tunnel.

winter storm warning

For the past 2 hours it has been snowing... gorgeous, big flakes. It is starting to stick and the weatherman (that VooDoo God!) says to look for a nice sleet coating atop it soon. We shall see. It is quite lovely to watch and I have nowhere to go. It is the "Vicodin Hour"... that point where I get very fatigued from fighting pain all day and say "Screw it... I'm having a pill." In a half hour or so, my mood will be much improved. So, I'm off to get a glass of water, light the fire and watch this beautiful snow.