“Never worry and never hurry”, says E.B. White. So I’ve been working hard at making these formerly good things even better. I admit that I want to just rush right into the new, but I’m getting a lot of satisfaction from revising the old.
With Care
If you like it so much, why don't you blog about it.
Tagged with badges …
Big in Italy.
Check it out! I’ve been featured on Italian blog Cosebelle!
Since it is all in Italian, I have only various internet translators to rely on. Google Translate gave me this great snippet:
I also like many of these fans are junk and I believe in the magic that occurs rousing little treasures in some remote spot of the globe. Elizabeth is also obvious.
If you want to talk shit on me, please, do it in Italian. I’ll never know. “Obvious” my ass!
POST SCRIPT: Cecilia, the author of the article, added to the comments below with a much more logical translation:
“the price (of your jewels) is low, but the result is high, as always happen with things you find around street markets. i am a fan of this little stuffs and i believe in the magic that occurs when you rouse little treasures in some remote spot of the globe. Also Elizabeth evidently believe in it (the magic).”
Thank you so much, Cecilia, for your kind words!
Black and Gold, New and Old.
That last one is probably my favorite thing that I have made in the past few weeks. I must have been pretty inspired because the copy for it just came rushing right out:
This brooch strives to create the sacred out of the familiar. I found these beautiful, black, three-dimensional resin cabochon roses that remind me so much of Victorian gutta percha. With Saint Sebastian and Our Lady of the Seven Sorrows in mind, I hung three of my signature arrows from the rose’s three leaves and capped it with a rayed nimbus. Arrows are often depicted as a spiritual weapon and three is a number of great strength and completion. While black is often associated with death the form of the rose was used by ancient Romans to signify pride and victory. Regardless of interpretation, I’m keeping this pinned over my heart all winter long.
Watch out. I sense a growing need to a rayed halo to everything these days. A crowning glory for all!!!
Medals A-Plenty!
Thanks to the most beautiful lot of Soviet Union military ribbons, each badge is one of a kind. Dig in, kids. My mother really likes these and you know that she wouldn’t steer you wrong!
Best in Show.
For weeks, I had a quiet need to watch Christopher Guest’s Best in Show. I’m not entirely sure where it came from, but I’ll just blame Kelly and her defining our work relationship as, “We can not talk or talk for hours. And still find things to not talk about.”
I finally got the chance to do so last Friday night. Of course, I fell asleep on the couch, right in the middle of it.
Sold!
Sold, but more on the way!
I’ve been up on the medal making lately, particularly spurred by finding myself listed as, “specializing in steampunk medals” on www.steampunktribune.com. It’s nice to be an authority on something. I wonder what their ad rates are?
