"Gypsies, tramps and thieves". We'd hear it from the people of the town. They'd call us gypsies, tramps and thieves. But every night all the men would come around; and lay their money down. -- Cherilyn Sarkasian LaPier

Saturday, July 30, 2011

The Sheer Lack of Existence.

I'm made of dreams and memories.

I am made of misheard whispers in the dark.

I am made of glances across crowded rooms.

Of the closeness of strangers in a line outside a movie.

I am made of the corners of your mouth.

I am made of awkward elevator rides and the lack of security one finds on a doorstep, at the end of the evening, when one has enjoyed the company of another.

I am made of the train tracks that take me home.

I am made of ghost notes, from songs you never heard.

So forgive my absence. But I was never really here to begin with, anyway.

The Rose Tinted Glasses

You reach a certain age where you learn how to walk through a crowded party without stepping on anyone's feet. You reach a certain age where you learn how to wear the skin you've been given. You reach a certain age where you can look at your relationships to other people completely objectively. Apparently.




The List of Reasons.

 
 
That the way light bounces off your skin has nothing to do with who you are.

That smokers believe they need to die a little, just to go outside.

That art has always hated the frame you put it in and would lash out, kicking and screaming in the streets, if you gave it half a chance.

That the way lovers touch can not be communicated in words, no matter how often or how hard you try.

That your body fights your mind and your mind fights your soul and your soul fights the world, to try and figure out what you are.

That sometimes, you're just tired.

That's all.

Friday, July 29, 2011

The Day the World Stopped.

No one moved.

Someone was throwing a can away when it happened and the can just hung in the air. A man was getting into his car, turning the radio on. A shopping bag was stuck in midswing, carried by a frozen shopper. Birds in the sky just stayed where they were. And then, you turned to me and said

"Now we can be alone."

The Physics in the Air.

And I promise you I'll hold your hand back. I'll sit back and enjoy it. I'll laugh at lightning. I'll giggle at thunder. I'll drink raindrops. I'll lean into the wind. I'll see the sun come out. And one day, I'll cry for a storm that's passed, never to come again.


P.S.  I'll keep you wild.

The Souls Lost at Sea.

I walk the pier.

This is what makes the continents stay at bay.

This is what makes us aliens.

This is what makes the world float.

This is what makes us dive.

This is what makes the sky blue.

This is what makes us drown.

This is what makes the sun sink.

This is what makes us breath the air.

This is what makes the distance between you and me.

And it's just water.

I walk the pier.

The Blurred Edges.

The world you love spins so fast, all I can do is throw words at it.
And hope they become pictures.


Green is the new black.

So I've decide I only want greens and associated colours in our bedroom!
Here are my wish list items!

Must upload some of the recent pictures...
This lovely Vintage Green Pendant Lamp is only $64.94!









Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Vogue would love this...

Actually, she probably wouldn't give two hoots.
But it suits me.

Authentic French Crate Cat Bed.




It's a bit steep for my pay packet at $115.00 though!

Check out her shop: Cadeaux de Catherine

Raccoon Tail.

I just bought a new key ring!
Yay.





I'm really happy with this! It's a lovely tanned raccoon tail, very soft and supple looking. It's been attached to a black deer leather strip, so it can be tied to anything I wish. It's been finished off with a gorgeous wire wrapped turkey feather, that gleams wonderful colors in the right light! The total length of tail is approximately 11 inches.

And bonus... Some of the proceeds from this sale will be donated directly back into wildlife conservation.

Monday, July 18, 2011

Sewing Machine.

Would like to thank my mother for purchasing me my first sewing machine!
...
Thanks Mom!

... Now I just need my sweet Fiance to put some shelves up on the walls of my craft room!