Monday, November 23, 2009

The Christmas Show

 
 


Our first Christmas Show of the Season was held last weekend at Harbor Station in Saint John, New Brunswick...
 This tent with the colored flags  and John's steel tables is our booth...





I arrived a little late but John had it set up,  had been tending to customers... and filling the display stands back up...  What a guy!   What would I do without him!


 It was so nice to see all the  friendly faces of past customers and  craftspeople who we hadn't talked to since last year this time...

...the show was very well attended






There were over 200 exhibitors of Crafts, Antiques, Art and Food, and all had worked so hard in preparation and were hoping for it to pay off...  ...  it was very festive...  this is just a partial shot, of course...


 


We have been going to this particular show for 17 years... as I write this, I can't believe it... but I do remember our first show being very pregnant for Max who was born on Christmas Day... where has the time gone...

... the panel that is 1/2 hidden in the back of our booth, I made in art school, it is called "Seeing All"  .. these shots are not very clear... I'll try to get a better shot of it and post it soon...


 

After 3 days of long hours and the weeks before preparing for it,  our feet were so tired by Sunday night, I thought they were going to fall off......  but it was worth it ...

Thank you dear friends, customers and organizers....  You made it a  Great Show!!!

Monday, November 9, 2009

Study of a Dragonfly






Our Dragonfly Earrings..
Sterling Silver and Copper... forged, delicately textured and antiqued


...we have been creating this design since before we moved to St. Martins



 



The delicacy of  Dragonfly wings...
...makes one imagine that this is what Fairy wings would look like...

... gossamer...







... Dragonfly pen and ink...  from an earlier post... can be seen here



... At Rest...         wings outstretch

 ...On Watch...     a patrolling general

...In Nature...       exquisite sensuality




...click photo for shimmering up-close wings...



Dragonfly, Dragonfly, light on me,

Your beauty close, so I may see...


... your iridescence

... your fragility







...a very mellowed, small pen and ink from my sketchbook...







... a summer visitor...

...she's had her tea...  now it's time to leave...










...all drawings, paintings, jewelry, words, photographs...

 created in our DESIDERATUM studio in St. Martins, New Brunswick


...approximate size of Dragonfly earring...
wingtip to wingtip 1¼"  ... eyes to tip of tail 1¼" ...

... to our Whimsical Collection


Monday, November 2, 2009

A Tour Down the Street





From the first time we strolled through the village of St. Martins,
I fell in love with it..

for it is more than just a  seashore...



1844.. historically known as The Willows


... Older Architectural Beauties abound



1850... the Rourke House


...still standing proud



1899... General Store since that time


...showing the life that came before


 
home of former train conductor... no train runs here now


... charming


 
1877...originally the Doctor's home and his Drugstore


 and living still




 ... historically, it had been the social center of the village...it was destroyed in the Great Fire of 1900 and rebuilt exactly as before...


...it reads like a story book


 
...The Pink House... one of first in village to have indoor plumbing


...historical ....stately


 
1890... The Overlook


...many built by shipwrights and Sea Captains



 
1857... after a villa on the French Riviera seen while on honeymoon


there are so many more Beauties.... 



 
Surf Cottage.. built as a wedding gift for a daughter


 that will have to be for another time...



 
1880...Avon Hotel


This old Lovely  is For Sale ... needs a lot of  TLC


***


...excerpt below taken from the Historical Society of St. Martins, New Brunswick...

 " St. Martins was settled in 1783 by a detachment of the King’s Orange Rangers...  Loyalist soldiers from  Orange  and Duchess Counties,  New York.  The detachment had been posted to garrison duty in Nova Scotia at the end of hostilities in the American Revolution of 1776.


 St. Martins was the third largest producer of wooden sailing vessels in New Brunswick.

Between 1803 and 1900,  517 vessels such as  Schooners,   Brigantines,   Sloops,   Yachts, and  Cutters,  were built and launched in over a dozen shipyards along the beaches, coves and rivers in and around St. Martins.    Lumbering was also an important industry locally and a great deal of it was required to construct vessels of the size turned out by local shipyards.


     Contemporary St. Martins is less populous than during its shipbuilding heyday of the 19th century. However, the village has retained much of its 19th century character. The vessels built here sailed all over the world and brought back ideas and architectural designs which the Captains, wealthy shipbuilders and mariners applied to the construction of their own homes. Those who could afford it (and there were many), brought artisans from abroad who painted wall and ceiling murals in their homes. At the height of the shipbuilding era St. Martins was often referred to as “the richest village in the British Empire."


***


Sadly sixty buildings were lost during  "The Great Fire of 1900",   which started in Burchhills's Mill,  a few miles from the village and burned through the woods until reaching the village.. 






Tuesday, October 20, 2009

She






I pause along the shore in October...
by a Sea that has taken its toll.

She lies calm now... pacified by the Heavens.






***



.... I recall a line by William Butler Yeats...


"......the murderous, innocence of the sea."


Tuesday, October 13, 2009

All in the Wisp of a Feather



Do you ever want to do something... but hold off from doing it... because you feel you may be interrupted and have to stop, for some unknown reason....then have to put it all away and not have the time to finish it...

... well never mind that...

... Just Do It...




... that is what I finally told myself...

... and I finally listened!



...sometimes we are the ones standing in our own light...





... pen and ink of a crow's feather with watercolor ...

Monday, September 28, 2009

My Muses



Rhythm... in process...

Earthy inspiration...




Undulating...

Patterns in repetition...
Just as in prose and poetry...
It has been said that human beings have a seemingly basic need for such a recurrence...
or for the effect produced by it...






The Muses.... 2 " long... Handmade using Sterling Silver and Copper... with Sterling Earwires... Forged, Wrapped, Fused, Textured...


our Desideratum Art Jewelry "Earth Collection"...




email me if interested in ordering "The Muses"...

Sunday, April 5, 2009

At Work in the Jewelry Studio



I'll be spending longer hours at the bench these days ... so I'll be away for a while....


Take Care .... and Cheerio!
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Friday, April 3, 2009

Good Work, Max!



My youngest son, Max .... 15 ... Grade 10...




Practicing guitar... he especially likes the beginning of a particular ACDC song...



Beachcombing at Quaco Beach... not another soul in sight.....as often is the case




Spending time with the dogs, after bringing Gabi, the blonde one, to live with us... this was introduction day..



Tearing off across seaweed covered sandstone chasing the dogs near Anvil Rock at low tide... just a bike ride down the road...



Why do kids always make faces when we want to take their pictures....



Beginning the cedar shingling on the front of his camp... it originally was a tumbledown chicken house on the property when we bought it... but we didn't have the heart to tear it down.. we moved it up to the far side of the garden and it's transformation began taking place there...



Making progress... eventually this job was finished and Max and his friends camped out there and generally did things boys like to do when they have a getaway...



Seventeen minutes past a spider...



Making jewelry in the studio... for a couple summers when Max was 11 and 12 he tended his own booth and sold his own jewelry at the St. Martins harbor.... any that he sold of ours he could keep a percentage...




...we wanted him to learn responsibility, the effort required to earn a living and how to deal with the public... to learn entrepreneurship...



The hockey gear robot man... I don't know how anyone can skate with all that stuff on..



Playing hockey at the rink ... one of his most favourite things... he's #11




His latest surprise ... made me so pleased...

Max was presented with this Award of Excellence by the Principal of his school... Not bad for his first year back in the school system after being homeschooled for 4-5 years (well actually, he mainly taught himself, we just encouraged him)... ... I was thrilled for him...

You did it, Max!!! .... Keep it up!

.this is Max's Blog...

Sunday, March 29, 2009

The Book and the Mug



Read any good books lately? or possibly written... made... or altered any good books lately?

.....Such a tantalizing object... a Book...... so many emotions can be coaxed out of us ... from a book... and so many emotions can be placed into a book... by us...




John and I have wanted to make a sweet little book for a while now... to dangle off the ears of lovely ladies.... especially after chatting with faithful customers and receiving requests at Craft Fairs for a pair of earrings with a Book and a Mug combination......






... well, finally after much thought... Sterling wire twisted and looped... textured copper... drawing many tiny pictures... cutting metal... shaping ... hammering... applying heat... then doing this from scratch, time and time again ... it took some figuring to simplify the design and finally get to the finish line... but at long last, we have a pair we really like...






The "Book and Mug" is one of our newest designs for 2009 in our Whimsical Collection......





Lately we have been working in the studio many long hours, so I'm going to sit here a bit with a steaming mug of hot coffee and a good book... oh, make that a few good books... I need to refuel... and relish moments of being somewhere else... if only in my mind......




... more of our whimsical DESIDERATUM Art Jewelry is pictured here...


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Friday, March 20, 2009

Spring



Dawn broke...




Rose and blue...



We awoke...




They did too...




The Ravens....
they waited... as did we...




They called....
and cried... with outright glee....




The air was peach... They knew the day.......

"A Celebration's called for"... I heard them say...





"We'll gather starfish.... Then a song we'll Sing ....

We've waited all winter.... for the first day of SPRING !!!!!!!! "


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Sunday, March 15, 2009

Aristotle once said...



"There is nothing in the Intellect...
that was not first...
in the Senses"

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

It Felt Wonderful



In my other life I kept a few sheep and goats and with them came an abundance of fleece...Oh I loved that fleece... I use to spin All the time... or at least I tried to... I dyed the fleece too, using all manner of things natural... sumac, onions skins, tree bark, golden rod, tea.... whatever I could find enough of...
but I must admit I wasn't always a purest ... I had been known to use a lovely prepared dye that came from Australia, I can't think of the name of it right now but the colors were very subtle and muted....... I even used Kool-Aid a few times..... smelled good...

Sometimes I would spin the fleece into skeins first before dying... and then sometimes I would just dye the fleece first and blend the colors when I carded the wool to get a particular shade...





On this occasion, as I had quite a lot of fleece, dyed in various colors, on hand, it was a perfect time to use some of it to make a felted vest...



front lapel


....I thought a mohair fringed collar might be kind of fun... I felted only an inch or two of the long angora goat hair into the entire neck-edge of the vest so the locks hung freely... I liked that the locks kept their form... and moved when you walked and when the wind blew.... and that it was so soft... I wanted to bury my face in it...



back of neck


The strange thing was........ that whenever I wore it.... I felt like King Henry the Eighth... Don't know why.....

I never feasted on giant drumsticks and I never had 6 wives.......


...although when I looked around the house at the chores that needed done.... an extra wife or two wouldn't have hurt!

Thursday, March 5, 2009

When Is A Rose Not Beautiful?

Friday, February 27, 2009

The Wolf Spider




My son Max has a great fondness for Spiders... I believe he could identify almost any spider that was put in front of him and if not, I know he would soon find out..... One of his favourite species are the Wolf Spiders... He likes their habits and has taught me all I know about them... things like, they don't spin webs.... or make a nest or shelter.... they hide out in leaf litter by day... and are active hunters at night....

They have 8 eyes... 4 large and 4 small... and have excellent eyesight... their markings are varied containing stripes, bands, dots.... they have lots of hairs ... coloring is in the range of gray, brown, and khaki... ¼" to 1½" long... habitat is widespread... worldwide...

...the males perform a courtship dance of leg-lifting for the females... she only accepts him if she likes his dancing... now there is an amusing way of selecting a partner.........

hey, when I come to think about it, maybe we are not that different......... Bet you never knew we had something in common with a spider...

anyway, back to the story...





Max is forever lugging one of these spiders around ... watching one closely... or playing with one.. in the summer that is... of course, I'm dreaming of summer 'round about now...

When Max was learning at home, I let him learn about whatever he wanted... I had no classes... he set his own learning style... I let him indulge his interests as long as he wanted... he would spend hour after hour out in the fields, and he got to know nature close up... he was constantly showing me the things he would discover... It is such a great way for children to learn...






I must admit, I like Spiders too... I would never purposely kill a spider... they are so little and delicate.....

Spiders are beneficial insects... eating many pests such as aphids and flies.

If you have ever seen a spider carrying around its large egg sac attached to its rear spinnerets, that was a Mother Wolf Spider.... They don't bite humans... They are shy and prefer to run away if disturbed...

One thing I can never figure out is... why are people frightened of spiders?.... of course I do not live in a part of the world that has poisonous spiders or I would probably be of a different opinion... around here there is no need to worry about them at all... so why????

... and also... why are people afraid of spiders webs? they are amazing structures...... I mean why in the world would anyone be scared of webs?...................ahhh, the mysteries of Fear....






...can you imagine if you had 8 eyes and 8 arms, what you could accomplish...


...remember when you wished you had eyes in the back of your head.......... I do...






...Wolf Spider watercolors from my sketch book... approx. 4"x 4" each... pen and ink and watercolor wash...

Friday, February 20, 2009

Almost Monochrome



From the back room





out to the back field





where the partridges sat 2 days ago...





No need to go to the woodshed... the wood-rack is full...





No sunrise today





a snowstorm is blowing through...





From the trees, to the steeple, to the shore, to the sea...





Max and Gabi





there they are again...





nothing to do in the garden yet...





Good day to stay in





unless you're a boy or a dog....






...if you look really close you can see a seagull sitting on the top of the steeple
, it is one of there favorite perches...


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Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Who Doesn't Like Surpises?



The first thing I did when I woke up, was pull open the drapes... the sun was just breaking the horizon... I felt so lucky to have caught it again... Sometimes it rises with no fanfare and before you know it, the sun is high in the sky... but then there are mornings like this... I feel as surprised as if I was opening a gift...

You would think by now I wouldn't be surprised anymore... but I am...... I always am... no matter how many sunrises I see.... I am surprised every single time I see the next one...

If you click on the photo and look closely you will see a few tiny black dots out on the bay... the fisherman are already at work... Scallop season has begun... although only 4 can be seen here... in total with the naked eye, I saw ten calmly floating from my vantage point... but I would guess there were many more spread out over the Bay of Fundy......... that is the Isle of Haute out there on the horizon... uninhabited now... although a long time ago a lighthouse and a keeper and his family lived there... it is the remnant of volcanic activity from a long long time ago in its geologic history...




Since surprises are on my mind.... I have two others to share that were created by textile artists from Blogland... Marie and Chris... These artists are very sharing with there knowledge and skills and do very precise work... they take as great a care in the finishing as in their initial enthusiasm when bringing their ideas to life ... Their work is jewel-like... and the backs of their pieces are as special and beautifully done as the fronts... .





Marie at sredeluxe had a One year Blogiversary Giveaway ... and I was the lucky winner... Marie is an Embroiderer Extraordinaire.. her work is nothing less than perfection... the central heart of beautiful textural fabrics is pieced rather like that of an abstract log cabin but in a heart shape... Then she embroidered intricate stitches in crazy quilt fashion over the surface.. it is amazing in real life... Click this pic for an enlargement to see the details of this wonderful piece and the work Marie has put into it... flowers, buds, vines, roses, fans, beads.. it is altogether scrumptious!

Marie contemplated this as a Pin or a Pendant and either would have suited the piece beautifully but decided upon a piece of Wall Art and then went about creating a flawless frame for it... The outside measurement of the frame is 5" x 5"...





The padded frame even has a hanger on the back that looks like it was attached by magic... she really did a beautiful job... So Lovely, Marie!!






This surprise was created by Chris at Greetings from the Shady Grove... Chris and I recently did a trade... she for a pair of my Robins Egg Blue Earrings and me ... well, I could not decide between all of the lovely things she makes, so.... I asked her if she would mind very much picking something out to surprise me.. She agreed and sent this beautiful Flying Geese Pendant (one of my favourite quilt patterns)... I love it Chris!!

She told me she picked out the aquamarine colors as it reminded her of the sea where I live.... I thought that was so fitting... the colors are specially placed with each tiny triangle a subtle shade darker than the last...... Chris painstakingly hand-dyes all her fabrics... be sure to click the photo to enlarge it to see more detail...





I really thought the back was great too.. showing the process and stitches that make the front so special.. and it is all protected and sealed between two pieces of glass... and signed!!


Oh.... and Chris has an Etsy shop and Marie is in the planning stages of hers...


Thank you so much, Girls... These were wonderful Surprises and I will surely treasure your work!!!



... the black colored shale type stone in the background is full of trilobite fossils... this piece is among many given to me by my brother ... he discovered them outside Guelph, Ontario.. our family are avid fossil hunters!!! .... he kept the best one and made a coffee table from it... it is huge !!!!

Friday, February 13, 2009

Hey...... Why Don't Ya Hug Somebody




It's Valentines Day!!!






A little pile of Copper Hearts we have been twisting and hammering the last few days.. they are one of our new Desideratum Art Jewelry earring designs... called the "Twisted Hearts" of course... couldn't resist making a big fat shiny heart out of them just for you... click it and your heart will grow a hundred times...



All you need is Love.... La, la...La,la,la... All you need is Love.... La, la.. La, la, la... All you need is Love... Love....... Love is all you need... Love is all you need... Love is all you need... Love is all you need ..........................
...a little Beatles tune




DESIDERATUM Copper Twisted Heart Earrings... $18.00 pr

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Loss


The tremendous Loss of Life... the Survivors... the Rescuers...

The unbelievable devastation that has ravaged Australia in these recent Victorian Bush Fires....



My heart bleeds............ My mind goes numb .................


Oh how I wish you the greatest Strength to overcome this....




Saturday, February 7, 2009

The Crow and The Water Jar




A Thirsty crow came upon a large water jar, that had only a small amount of water remaining at the bottom... She tried to take a sip but it was too far down for her beak to reach.. No matter how she tried she could not touch the water or come close enough to it to quench her thirst... Then she thought, if she could tip the jar over, and spill the water to the ground, she could get to the water... but try to no avail she did not have the strength to push over such a heavy jar...

...she felt she would surely die of thirst...

Soon exasperation made her think more clearly ... as she looked around, an idea came to her... she then began dropping pebbles into the jar... one by one... one at a time... one after the other...

one more... then another... then another... then another........... just one more...

Soon her efforts and determination had coaxed the level of the water to the top of the brim... she was then able to drink to her heart's content...




...Never give up... keep on trying even when you think all hope is lost.. try one more time... a different way.......... a little birdie told me...


... didn't Churchill say he would never give up?


...my interpretations of an Aesop Fable in story and drawing ... approx 4" x 6", pen and ink and watercolor in my sketch book ...

Saturday, January 31, 2009

Porcupine.... Skull, Quills, Bones


North American Porcupine... Rodentia... Erenthizontidae... Erethizon dorsatum...

Front-on view of Porcupine skull... showing its bright orange gnawing teeth...

...they prefer tree bark and needles, but during different seasons eats leaves, grass, berries, seeds, nuts and flowers... when I imagine a porcupine with a flower hanging out of its mouth, it makes me feel sentimental towards them... prickly untouchable critter nibbling on a delicate flower...




Bottom jaw as seen from above...

This is probably one of the most intact skulls in my collection... especially since it has all its teeth...



Top skull upper jaw as seen from beneath...

Their habitat is widespread throughout wooded areas of North America... they do not hibernate and are active all year... their habit of eating the bark on trees, which eventually kills the trees, is not looked on too fondly and for this they are considered pests... but we must realize they are just part of the ecosystem...



...size of this skull... 4" front to back... 3" top to bottom... 2½" wide...

Large male porcupines can grow to about 30" long... head to tip of tail... and weigh 12 lb. ... females are slightly smaller...



Their teeth are amazing... I slid one out to show the length of them... they are almost 3" long and slide far inside the skull... top and bottom teeth are the same size...



I am imagining rabbit's skulls and teeth are the same.. possibly all rodents teeth are, as they are continually growing... and need constantly honed...




Top of skull... from above... beautiful lines and texture...

Porcupines have a detrimental love of salt... leading them to roadsides and to death...

this love of salt has also lured them to chew the handles off garden tools, canoe paddles, axe handles and saddles... just for a taste of that salty sweat we leave behind... they are only doing what comes naturally...



Slow moving... short sighted... sleeps most of the day...second largest North American rodent, next to beavers... long sharp claws to climb trees..

Porcupines are excellent swimmers due to their hollow quills giving them buoyancy... Quills cover their tail, back, sides, neck and top of head... they are approx. 3 " long...



When the Porcupine is threatened, he turns his back... stamps his little feet... and raises and shakes his lightly fixed quills... as a warning... just a matter of self-defense.... No, there are no Attack Porcupines...... there are mostly, curious, would-be predators, sniffing around them... getting just a bit too close... sticking their noses where they don't belong.... The only true predators of the porcupine are the Fisher and Humans... The fisher grabs it by the nose, flips it on its back and attacks its unprotected chest and belly...

When fully grown, a Porcupine may have as many as 30,000 quills... plenty to go around and leave a few behind when needed.... The quills are covered with many tiny backward facing barbs at the ends... ... he does not throw or shoot his quills as is commonly thought..




Our dogs have had a few unfortunate interactions with these creatures.. ending up with quills in their noses... lots of yelping...

...we even got quills stuck into us when we were moving our firewood around... a porcupine had taken up residence in the woodshed for a while and unknowingly left his calling cards after he was gone... they really stick in! ...now we know what the dogs or any other inquisitive creature feels like, when they come in contact with them...

...painful and difficult to remove... but if not removed, they have the ability to continue working their way into the victim... ... better not to let this happen... we have found it easiest to pull out the quills with pliers... first cover the dogs eyes so they don't see the pliers coming and grab the quill or quills close to the dog's skin...




When we discovered the skull in the forest, there were quite a few skeletal bones remaining with it... so we gathered them up too...



I cut the small hollow leg bones into bead size lengths with a jewelers saw ... they were easily threaded (here combined with black glass) to make a rather delicate primitive bracelet... I like the soft hue of the bone... on the ends are closures I created from brass...

...just a note.. bone has a rather unpleasant odor when sawn or drilled... any type of bone dust should not be breathed...




The male porcupine is a solitary animal for most of the year... in late fall he uses his sharp hearing and keen sense of smell to find a partner... after mating the female drives the male away... interesting, hummm... a single offspring is born 7 months later... can walk at once... climb in a week... and are quite playful... they take 4 years to become fully grown...

... maligned and misunderstood... Really not such a bad creature... they just like to chew...

...oh and remember ... Handle with care!!



...porcupine and quill drawings... ink and wash... from my sketchbook...

Sunday, January 25, 2009

This is my Gold

Friday, January 23, 2009

Sketchbook Cat Scratching



Pussy Cat, Pussy Cat, Where have you been?



















I am a lover of Cats....

....but these are the only ones I have right now.......... I guess you could call them my Paper Cats...



.... done with crow quill dip pen and India Ink... sketched on Jan. 22/09

Monday, January 19, 2009

We Needed A Table



Bits and pieces.....
nuts and bolts......
odds and ends.....

steel destined for the scrap heap...

till we scrounged it....

drilled... welded...
cut with a torch...
irregular... nothing perfect...

legs three... triangular...

it started taking shape...


raw and rough.... very heavy...
rust encouraged... oiled occasionally
somewhat polished with patina remaining...



Eventually it turned into a piece of amusing functional sculpture

We call it... The Bird's Foot Table.


and it delights us...

....as a matter of fact... it has almost become a member of the family...


























































This is one of three steel tables we created years ago, to take with us when we attend Art/Craft shows.. the rest of the time it hangs around the house...

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Tuesday, January 13, 2009

When Life Hands You....... Vinegar



......Make Pickled Eggs!!


Everybody loves them here......


Hard boil 2 dozen lovely eggs... brown or white... makes no matter...

I usually bring them to a boil... continue cooking for 5 minutes... turn off heat... cover with lid... let sit in the hot water for 20 more minutes... drain... then pour cold water over them a few times to cool them down... they can also be placed in the refrigerator overnight and prepared the next day...

... then as careful as possible, peel off the shells...




In a pot, bring to boil,

3 cups vinegar
1 cup water
5 tablespoons sugar
2 tsp. salt
4-6 cloves garlic... the more the better
¼ tsp. celery seed
6-10 peppercorns
6-10 whole cloves

... the two Apple Pies have nothing to do with this recipe... I was just in a cooking mood that day...



Reduce heat and simmer about 5 minutes... while this is happening... place a dozen prepared eggs into each clean sterilized 1 lt./qt. jar... I use recycled pickle jars... Pour the liquid, spices and garlic over the eggs ... seal the jar... cool... and set in refrigerator...

To acquire flavour, let the eggs stand several hours or overnight...they don't last long at our house...

.........and a suggestion from Guillaume at Vraie Fiction... that these tasty morsels would be delightful with a nice cold Beer on the side!!! ........ I agree!!!




A pale and watery sketch I was tempted to put on paper while thinking of eggs... I used various shades of indigo watercolor... about a 4" x 6".... somewhat floating..


Eggs are one of the most common foods ... so common we almost take them for granted....
How many ways can you think of that we use them? almost limitless...


...a thought......... how many times do we use eggs and ever give a thought that they are a true treasure... given to us by a chicken... Yes, a lowly chicken... a dweller of the hen-house... a scratcher of the dirt... a creature that rarely gets her just admiration... she lays an egg... an "Object of Perfection"... we take it, eat it, never thinking of her ... she lays another... we take it and eat it too... without chickens, no eggs... if you get a chance to learn more about these special precious birds, you will then value these girls as much I do... ordinary old chickens, you say... they are never ordinary... they are amazing!! ... and Beautiful!!

...maybe a read and a scroll through one man's journey of knowing and caring for chickens, Don's... "A View from the Green Barn" will prove how much character, personality and intelligence they have .... and really how much dependency we have, on these wonderful creatures... for their EGGS!





"Oh, who that ever lived and loved...
can look upon an egg unmoved?"

by Clarence Day






Friday, January 2, 2009

Ready or Not




TIME... has brought a New Year...

... once a White Tailed Deer walked..





seconds... minutes... hours... days... weeks... months...

... once the Oak grew green...




...stretching... reaching...

... once an Acorn fell ...




Father Time neglects no one...

Once a sugar cane root delved deep...





...cycles... infinitesimal...

...... once a Maple stood tall....



***



Francis Bacon (Lord Verulam), 1561-1626, English Essayist, Philosopher... wrote:

"....Philosophers should diligently inquire into the powers and energy of custom, imitation, emulation, company, friendships, praise, reproof, exhortation, laws, books, studies, etc.;
for these are the things that reign in men's morals; by these agents the mind is formed and subdued.
Out of monuments, names, words, proverbs, traditions, private records and evidences, fragments of stories, passages of books, and the like, we do save and recover somewhat from the deluge of TIME...."



....Onward we march.......

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Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Peace



May PEACE... LIGHT... and LOVE envelope each and everyone of you


...MERRY CHRISTMAS...

and the Best in the year to come.....






Saturday, December 20, 2008

Sunrise and Seasmoke


The extreme cold of the night has given way to a most delicate sunrise... a little later in appearing today.... due to the mass of seasmoke rising, mounding and billowing above the surface of the Bay of Fundy...

...blocking the view of our neighboring province... Nova Scotia... 30 miles away... altogether...




To watch this happen is like receiving a gift.... from the world... such anticipation...



Light and colors changing... as... and when Nature decides...



Across the snow covered yard...



Past the village below... out into the Bay of Fundy...


The Seasmoke rises... illuminating the tidal marsh ... in various shades of beauty...



It is Glorious!............................ It is Magnificent!..........


...actually words can hardly describe the emotional response this draws forth....




It can't be packaged.... bought or sold...

It gives itself... free of charge.... to anyone who waits for it...


...or if that soul happens upon it by chance.... they will never forget it....
and they too... will become one of those who wait....




Natures way of saving grace when she causes us mere mortals to endure these -20C temperatures...

A Balance, I would say.....

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Tuesday, December 16, 2008

My Assistant Picks a Winner




The graceful queen of the household ... No... that wouldn't be me... That would be Tabitha... has agreed to be my assistant on this happy day... She wants to select the winner of the Robin's Egg Blue earrings from my last post, Out of the Blue ...





Here she goes... and with one little dip of her tongue...she has it... pretty helpful isn't she? she has picked that special name out of the bowl..

... yes, an unconventional method of selection but leave it to Tabitha to think her way around a matter... I suppose it isn't any different than licking your finger to turn the page of a book.. naughty habit, I suppose, but I have been known to do it... or really not much different than a frog flicking his tongue out for a fly.... but I digress...

...we should see who's name she's picked.... before she eats it!!





I shouldn't have doubted ... She has it all under control... good girl!! you will get a TREAT for this...

Now Hold it steady, Tabitha and let me have a look... ah I see...





The winner is..... drum-roll...ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta..... Asti.... from Lilys House all the way across the Atlantic Ocean... to England... YEA!!!!!
....oh.. you should see the gorgeous yarn she has been spinning... it looks like a rainbow touched down on her spindle.... she even uses Leicester.. one of my favourite fleeces.... oh I think I will have to bring out the spinning wheel after seeing this... so inspiring and beautiful...

Tabitha and I are so pleased to be sending this little pair of earrings off to you... maybe I'll let her lick the envelope, too!!!


Thank you everyone for joining in and leaving your names, your thoughts and your wonderful comments... you are all special..... it wouldn't have been any fun without you..!!!





This..... is when the Instigator made her appearance... That would be Gabi... the 1 yr. old ... the puppy.... Did she hear the word TREAT?....





"Come on Tabitha..... don't you want to play...... aren't I cute?"





"Maybe this will get her attention".......... Queens sure don't like to play much!...

or maybe they do....... just have to get them started...





When the word "Treat" is mentioned .... even if it is whispered.. I think every ear perks up no matter where they are in the house.... Pirate and Toby aren't going to miss out on this either...

jumping... barking... wagging...growling...yipping... licking... sitting pretty... out and out begging.... and downright stealing...


well... gotta go ... the whole place has gone to the dogs!!!


Congratulations, Asti!!!

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Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Out of the Blue




BLUE........ brings to mind...

the sea... a clear sky... eyes... old glass... berries...

birds... flowers... robin's eggs... blue-stockings...

music, if plural... la la la la la...

true blue... ribbons at the fair... feelings... out of the blue...

mountains... baby blue... into the wild blue yonder...







DESIDERATUM Art Jewelry... "Robin's Egg Blue" ... Sterling Silver Wrapped Blue Czech Glass on handmade sterling earwires... just a little over 1¼" long from top of earwire to base of blue glass drop...






"Robin's Egg Blue" are part of our "Earth Collection"






.... as can be seen from the comments below this little pair of dangling body ornaments were part of a past Christmas Give-Away from December/08... Thank-you to everyone who participated!!!!  I hope they like their new home...

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

The Copper Angels



Way back in the early 1990's, when we first started making things from copper, this angel came into being...

I drew it out on heavy cardboard and traced it onto the copper... John cut each one out with hand shears.. till his fingers bled, I'm sorry to say... copper edges are sharp and not the easiest to manipulate around all those ins and outs and corners... then they were hammered and the edges smoothed...

We made quite a few... She took care of our whole family for a while... with the sales of her sisters... they fed us... they clothed us... and kept us warm... this is the only one we have left now... and all of those earlier memories are inside her...






We developed a method... to suit ourselves... of patinating copper... to bring out its beautiful verdigris... as you often see in old church roofs... with glimpses of its original color still visible...

...the variations were always different ... always a surprise...

I still find it one of the most beautiful surfaces...





At that time... in our never ending searches for old interesting things, we stumbled across an old church that had collapsed with age and neglect.... long years earlier...

...from this site, we were able to salvage some beautiful weathered wood.. protected under other debris... still sound...and solid... with the grains showing the strength of differing growing seasons, when the tree had more sustenance...

We used portions of this beautiful wood for the bases.. they suited each other perfectly...





We came across this book with its wealth of information on Angels... almost anything, in writing and illustration, you would ever want to know on the subject, I would say... in great detail...


Angels have a reputation as being Divine Messengers... most often they are envisioned as a winged being in Human form... existing as such in the beliefs of the ancient Sumerians, Babylonians, Egyptians, Greeks and Romans.... They are also present in Hinduism and Islam...




In Christian tradition, Angels are spiritual beings... created to act as intermediaries between Heaven and Hell.... what ever you perceive these to be...

and not to forget, the Archangels who are said to protect against Demons...




... connected to Angels are Halos... Scrolls... Cupids... and Musical Instruments...




They say there are Angels to watch over almost everything.... The Moon... The Four Seasons... The Planets... The Hours of the day... The Days of the Week and so forth...





Although to balance things out, under the leadership of the Archangels are the Angels of Punishment... who rule over the Seven Divisions of Hell... again, whatever you imagine that to be...



Particular angels are assigned attributes, such as...

Michael..... the Sword for Judgement

Raphael... a Pilgrim's Staff symbolizing Protection...

Uriel...a Book for Wisdom

and Gabriel... a Lily for Mercy...






There is even an Angel's Alphabet........ an Angelic Script...





... most often... innocence, kindness and beauty are associated with the Virtues of Angels....






...a small copper verdigris Star we made at the time... I love the combination of the two textures...




Many believe Mortals have Guardian Angels to protect them through life...

May you be watched over... wherever you are... whether you believe or not....


I am merely the teller...




.... first two masterly illustrations are by William Morris from his book "The Kelmscott Chaucer"
...."The Four Angels of the Winds" by Durer... "The Angelic Script" and the small woodcut... taken from "A Dictionary of Angels"...



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Wednesday, November 26, 2008

I Ask




Can you hear it...........
That sound.......
That sound of things to come..............

Or is it a memory....

I ask you, please............... Can you hear it?


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Wednesday, November 19, 2008

A Needle's Home




The needle... the thread... the table... the light...
The window grows dim... soon will be night...





The old lace tablecloth is threadbare and worn.. in dire need of mending... I am drawn to work on it so I can use a surprise I received a day ago in my mailbox... from Morna at Bittersweet. I was the very lucky winner of her handmade treasure... I was so delighted!!

Thank-you so much Morna!!

She calls it a "Make-Do" Pincushion.... I call it Beautiful!






It sits there on its little glass pedestal... presenting itself to me, quietly and patiently, asking to hold my needle...
It makes the mending task heartfelt... It makes me smile... and happy... and think of its creator...

...scattered buttons of old and colored pins adorn it...

...created from wool, a renewable resource... recycled from clothing no longer in use...

... care and forethought envelope it...






It is all things I love...

...subtle muted colors... functional beauty... graceful... created by an artist's hands finding new life from objects put aside...


..... a beautiful, unexpected pleasure...


Who would think something so simple as a pincushion could capture all of this........


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Wednesday, November 5, 2008

A New Day




I am looking through the darkness to a new day risen......


The World saw History happen.......


I Salute HOPE.........




2008 American election... Obama

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Samhain.. an addendum to... Be Very Afraid

...an excerpt from The Pagan Book of Days........



"Samhain or Samhuinn, November 1, marks the beginning of winter, at which time it was customary to slaughter livestock. (sorry to all who are vegetarians but this comes from another time when this was necessary to survive) Its Eve marked the End of the old year in the Celtic calendar and its Dawn, the Beginning of the New Year....

Samhain is thus a time Between the Years and Between the Worlds, when the veil between the Present and the Past... the Living and the Dead... is Thin... It is the Festival of the Dead, that time of Year when we Remember our Ancestors and Hail our Descendants....

In the Christian tradition, November 1 celebrates All of the Departed Saints, while November 2, Remembers the Souls of all the Dead not elevated to Sainthood. Materially the nature of the Festival, as with many other celebrations, is the same in the Pagan and the Christian Traditions....
The Festival of Samhain is celebrated widely on its Eve... This is the Christianized Festival of All Hallows' Eve, popularly known as Halloween... which is observed after dark on Oct. 31.... The masks, bats, skeletons and witches hats of present day Halloween parties are a modern expression of the Pagan Festival of Remembrance of Death and the Departed...

In the Natural year, Samhain is the third harvest when in former days, Animals were slaughtered and their meat smoked or salted down for Winter... The tangible link with the Dead at Samhain is present in the custom of Divinations on Halloween...."




I wanted to add this addendum as I think many of us have forgotten what this festival is all about.. I know I like learning more about it...
and it is good to remember the reasons why we do things......



The feast of Samhain (pronounced sow-ain) marks the onset of a darker, more introspective time of year...

Friday, October 31, 2008

Be Afraid... Be Very Afraid




Keep safe All...
Guard your Souls...
Look oft behind You...
Lock all your doors...


They're on the Loose...
Tie up your Dogs...
If you venture in Shadows...
You'll be on your own...







October 31, All Hallows Eve.......................




...my son Max the Zombie...



Sunday, October 26, 2008

To Adorn a Girl




Blue and White... Silver and Bright...
Fresh Water Pearl... To Adorn a Girl.





Been busy the last while creating new work for the Christmas shows...



Approx. 2" long including Sterling earwire, Large Fresh Water Pearl, Porcelain, Sterling and Copper ..................... see my web album for details of Desideratum Art Jewelry...

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Fall


Days become shorter...



The salt-marsh turns golden...



A Blue Jay surveys his cache...



Heavy dew on petals...



Fall berries ripen...



A few late blooming roses.... just so we don't forget...



The harvest is almost complete...



The sun rises later................



The landscape evolves...



But not these Rocks ...




All photographs taken from my garden on Oct.14. between 8:15 and 8:30 am...
Echinacea purpurea
; Quaco Bay on the Bay of Fundy, NB; ripened fruit on Mountain Ash; late blooming Wild Aster; ferny Asparagus; slumbering fly on Rosa rugosa; Russian Mammoth sunflower seedhead and 9' stalks; looking past the garden towards the drifting fog at Roger's Head, Quaco; rockwall at front of the house

Sunday, October 12, 2008

To Everything, There is a Season.......




The field has turned golden on the bluff near our home...
.... and I am lost in it...


At this moment in time.... I am reminded of this song


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To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to build up,a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time for peace, I swear its not too late

...


I believe it was adapted from a passage from the Book of Ecclesiastes...


Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Perhaps a Renaissance

Ripples on the Shore, St. Martins, Bay of Fundy, NB


Regarding what is happening in the world right now to the global economy, I found this article by Carole Brouillet based on Apocalypse vs Human Renaissance ... not a short article... but interesting reading ...

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Friday, October 3, 2008

Quote ... Oliver Wendell Holmes




..... "A man's mind stretched by a new idea...

can never go back to its original dimensions" ....




Oliver Wendell Holmes... (1841-1935)... U.S. Supreme Court Justice... He was called the "The Great Dissenter" as he was often at odds with his fellow justices and was capable of eloquently expressing his dissents.... He had the ability to see to the heart of an issue... He is considered one of the giants of American law...



...detail of a watercolor (not of O.W. Holmes) I did in the spring...

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Sunday, September 28, 2008

The ABC's of Patterns..... J



A little book I made...



J for Japanese Fret...



...cut-work fret design from my little book...



... used as background decoration for textiles, cloisonne, lacquered work, screens, and much more





... from Suggestions in Design, 1880 by John Leighton... amusingly, at the time Leighton's conception of Japanese decoration was held as old-fashioned... I wonder what they would be thought of as now... also makes me wonder why we have distinct ideas of how and where particular designs are appropriate...

... old fashioned things...or modern... both suit me... if they are designed well...



... details from Japanese instructional manuals..... taken from Grammar of Japanese Ornament, 1880 by Thomas W. Cutler, an architect, had a excellent understanding of the information required to design in the Japanese manner...

... these patterns although they appear quite complicated, are very simple, when basic steps are followed, layered and embellished...



The Japanese Fret is based on geometrical design and works well as a background... and once you start looking for it... its influence abounds...



...from my "ABC's of Patterns" book ... Click for the introduction of ABC designs....... the DEF designs ... and the GHI designs posts

approx. 6" x 7" x 1"... ...handbound...

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Friday, September 26, 2008

Just One More


Another beautiful September day... Out front the sunlight glistened on the water...



Out back the woodpile waited... it's been waiting for months now.. no ignoring it any longer especially with the threat of big rains coming...



The woodshed door has been propped... all ready for another days work...




The dogs are making good headway on their side of the shed... the wheelbarrow is almost empty...




John's been working hard to keep up with them ... You heard the expression Working like a Dog..... it's one of those dog days...




Just one more load... one more load... one more load...



... Just one more....




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Tuesday, September 23, 2008

The Studio... Part 3



This little old sign has been with me since 1993... Just painted on an old cedar shingle .. it hung outside on my last house in Springfield, New Brunswick, for 7 years before moving along with us when we came here. It hangs by my bead desk now.




Thing 1 hangs over the computer desk... I found him in a bag of toys we bought at a flea market for the dogs to play with... He is a tiny finger puppet and was just too cute to have his head ripped off by those rambunctious rascals... it is much safer here for him ... but he had to promise not to get into mischief !!




As boring as this picture is.. I have to tell you, that in it is one of my most favourite things in the studio.. the electric pencil sharpener.. Ahhh.. yes... It's still a baby... only 1 year old... so it gets special care and sits on my main desk...

I had a rotary model for 16 years and I still have it but nothing will compare to this... I absolutely love sharp pencils!!



This is the copper counter top we made for the sink... I don't worry about keeping it shiny with heavy polishing and cleansers... I mean I do keep it clean but not with harsh chemicals that alter the surface... I just let it develop its own patina... I think it tells a story of a sort and seems to become more beautiful with use... and copper is antibacterial, by the way...




Our son, Max, made this Map of Canada, 24" x 35", as a project several years ago when he was 10... he felt very good about his achievement and I thought he did a great job on it, so we hung it in a place of honour in the studio.

... Max collects all things science and nature so some of his butterflies and moths have come to light here... the Luna Moth is rather large... surprisingly it's bigger than Newfoundland!





Some of the books that I keep up in the studio... science.. art... jewelry... design... nature... geography... literature... history... fables... pop-ups...




Quite a few belong to Max but we all share....



.... art... design...calligraphy... rhymes... weaving... quilting... pattern making... even some cook books...



I liked the way the sun was shining in on these trays of colored beads... rather cheery...




A coal heart... a stone heart and a thick rusty metal heart... all found on the beaches of the Bay of Fundy... The Luna moth was found in a service station parking lot...



This post holds things that make me feel at home in my studio ... they inspire... and lead me here and there in my mind... I can come here to think and they are waiting for me... I am very grateful for this...

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Sunday, September 21, 2008

The Studio.... Part 2




Since I am on the topic of the Studio I thought I would share a few details from around my drawing desk that give me inspiration... past drawings, paintings, sketches, reproductions I have done....





...my Whale line drawings, inspired by the profusely illustrated pen and ink by Warren Chappel in the famous book, Moby Dick by Herman Melville...
... Duane Kaiser's a painting a day, "a dozen eggs"... my Picasso attempt... a gray scale... my watercolor attempt of a Francis Bacon Portrait by Lucian Freud.. the oil attempt is in the first photo... oh and our Simpsonized selves..




Oh ... I can't forget Leonard Cohen for his input into what comes from the paints and brushes





... some more play...a floral and an attempt at an acrylic of my son... coffee cans make great containers...





... idea search... I especially love the Annotated Mother Goose, describing the reasons for the rhymes.. better understanding now... and more profuse illustrations by Caldecott, Crane, Greenaway, Rackham, Parrish.. this is an amazing book that I recently found at a book fair held in the village this past summer... The local librarian, Betty, who is a sweet heart and I think she has read every book ever written, had some of her treasures for sale and she dearly sold this to me...




A beautiful poster that local artist and teacher, Derrick Sleep put together for promotion of the cultural interests of St.Martins... featuring art and fine craft by artists of the village..... our Booktown, first one on the east coast of Canada.... the amazing landscape and the treasures from the beaches... on the back he drew a map of everything... Click image to enlarge...




More tidbits... color and nature... sand dollars.... on the right, a treasured postcard received in the mail... on the left, my attempt to do a small painting of a photograph by Ruth ...



Well, just a little tour of my drawing/ink/and painting corner... I'll work my way around the room, slowly but surely... Thanks for coming along...

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Thursday, September 18, 2008

The Studio




When I finally had my first real studio, I couldn't believe how freeing it was... no stress about spreading out my work and leaving it, to think about the next move ... my work was always there, ready for me any time I got the urge or time... now no matter what, I will always keep a room for a studio...a place to be creative and think... ... it is not a selfish thing.... it is a necessary thing...


My Studio is on the second floor of the home we built 8 years ago... the beams are pretty ancient
and we used much, much, much salvaged and scrounged materials to make it happen, and that includes most of the studio furniture....




... there are a few large gessoed canvas' hanging on our walls.. They are waiting for paint.. this just makes a great place to store them...
Through the beamed doorway is the top of the stair landing... a section of Gothic railing from an old church near Fredericton, that we found at one of our favourite flea markets years ago...

The large wheel on top of the built in bookcase is from a Great Wheel that I received many years ago from my late aunt. They had been doing renovations and found it in a closed away attic space. She knew I loved old things.


...one or two or all 4 dogs can often be found here too, keeping company...




I don't have to be fussy here..

The narrow staircase leads to a small tower room. John's jewelry bench with the attached rolling mill is just in front of the staircase ... he likes the view from there... my fusing table is in the mid ground covered with boxes of small pieces of copper and silver waiting for me to layout and fuse... in the very back right hand side corner on the copper counter is the Pickle pot...





.... We made a cabinet from old thick floor boards and topped it with a copper counter for the sink ..... I really love having this functional corner in the studio...


...these 2 oil on canvas paintings were done by John, as are the 2 large abstracts on top of the bookcases... just under them is the Nipping/Book Press I found recently at that same great summer Flea Market... waiting for some activity...





...plenty of good daytime lighting, task lights and lots of windows...





The floors are hardwood..the walls extend to 13' on one side of the room.... the walls are white...

... my painting corner is to the left of the arched Gothic door... my loom may receive more use if I brought it into this room... at the moment it is tucked away in a back corner of the house. I should bring my sewing spot into this room too. something to think about...

... my son, Max, 14 who we unschooled for 4-5 years and who apprenticed with us.... now has gone back to school for grade 10 ... but that is still his table in the center...





... lots of reference books to stimulate and inspire, tools, images, my computer spot, to the right of the door, life link with the world... is in another corner ...




The best part of the whole studio is what is not in the studio... the view that looks out over the Bay of Fundy's dramatic tides and fog and sun... changing by the minutes... sometimes it is hard to get my work done!!


...... I love it up here and I am here most of the time...


There are a lot of very inspiring artists studios presented at the Altered Page now.. If you like seeing where other people create as much as I do you may want to check it out. I took part and so did Max... maybe next time you will!

Sunday, September 7, 2008

3 Rhymes for a Rabbit


# 1

Out in the garden one fine day,
A little brown rabbit came out to play,
She wanted to do something unique and swell,
So this little rabbit tried hatching a shell!
But all in all.... it didn't go too well!!!





#2

It started as a stick of wood...
A sharpened knife did carve it good...
Appeared a rabbit... as it should
That hopped away as quick as it could.





...I also want to include a little tribute to Henry Gibson, American actor and songwriter... someone I loved from Rowan and Martin's "Laugh-In" where he played "the poet" and always did a little ditty where he would walk on stage, clasp his hands, bow, somberly tell a silly poem, bow again and leave without cracking a smile....

He did one about a "Robin" that for some reason has always stuck with me....
I decided to use it for my rabbit...



#3

"The Rabbit"

I saw a little Rabbit go Hop, Hop, Hop,
I said, little Rabbit, "Won't you Stop, Stop, Stop"....

...but he Wouldn't.





Back a couple lifetimes ago, I carved this little rabbit from a 2" x 2" x 4" piece of pine scrap. It was left over from lumber we were using to make simple square railings for a staircase banister in my first house.

To me it seemed precious at the time... free materials to create with... I used a hunting knife, as it was the only tool of that sort that I had at the time... it had a nice curve at it's tip... and kept a keen edge...

...so as shavings and sawdust fell away... this little rabbit decided to stay...





She is small and smooth... and feels good in a cupped hand... sort of like a worry stone... maybe I should have called her a "Worry Rabbit".

Monday, September 1, 2008

Zen... Woven in Metal




The Pendant... born of texture... heat... and the solidity of metals... of Copper and Sterling Silver




Detail of Pendant and an Earring on a lovely Herring Gull feather...
conjuring soaring and floating...




The Zen Earrings... over and under...
reticulation and patination...




Reverse detail of Pendant... a bit primitive ... that's the way I like it...





A Tumble of Jewelry


Thoughts of Zen.... and the slow and steady repetition of Hand-Weaving were the inspiration behind these pieces that I made back in July..
They have found a caring home with the artist Bill Evertson as a gift to his wife... who is a weaver... Please check out his blog...
His work is inspiring... intelligent... and original.





approx. sizes... Pendant... 1" x 1" with extending Sterling bars....... Earrings... 1" x ½" with extending bars on Sterling earwires...
Displayed on a woven runner I made long ago, on a Millville 4-harness floor loom in a Swedish Lace pattern in natural 2/8 cotton that had been washed repeatedly over a number of years..
I love the durability of this basic simple material.. long-lasting... satisfying... and a pleasure...

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Sunday, August 24, 2008

Eastward




When I awoke...







I was greeted...







... by the day.







... Good Morning to you too, World !!!










... photographs taken 6:55 A.M. Friday morning, August 22, 2008...

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

The Flea Market



Last week-end we went to the Giant Flea Market in Sussex, New Brunswick, held every year on the third weekend of August... 3 days (4 days if you go on Dealer Day) of peeking, searching, wandering, wondering, pondering, bartering.... and hopefully finding a treasure of some sort to take home....

More than 450 booths spread out across the large fair grounds... there was no lack of things to look at... antiques, junk, collectibles, books, car parts, tools, you name it... it was there... guaranteed! in good and bad condition... and everywhere in between... a deal could be had, depending on how much you had to spend or how much they wanted to get rid of it...

... scorching sun, pouring rain, traffic jams, tired feet, sunburned faces, soaked to the hide.. didn't matter people were there in full force... when a downpour happened on Saturday, one vendor sold out of his umbrellas in minutes! There was a silver lining in that cloud.. for him anyway...


... 10 years ago we had the good fortune or bad, depending on which day you ask John... to find the bits and pieces and parts of a 1966 P1800 Volvo Coupe there, the kind "The Saint" used to drive... in parts on a fellows table and in several boxes under it... and the rest were in another province in his barn... he agreed to put them all back together and sell it to us... it was in very sorry shape and we have been working on it for years... searching out parts, a never-ending task... with much perseverance and cursing, cause it was too late to turn back now... it finally has a coat of primer and the engine is restored, still more to do and far from perfect but it is almost road worthy...




Anyway, back at the Flea Market.... On Friday, John pointed out this old press which I thought at first glance was the top part of an old cider press... and immediately passed it by, thinking I really don't need another project to do just now, of trying to figure out how to make the rest of the cider press... so we wandered some more...

... soon I found an old beautifully patterned Silver teapot ... rather worn, and stained but had an essence I could not resist... and I dearly needed a teapot... Then a great hardcover book, " The Life, History and Magic of The Dog"... beautifully illustrated reference book... They both came home with me.

John found a big pile of salvaged window and door moldings, sides and tops... red pine 1 ¼" thick, from an 1867 house from Guysborough Co. Nova Scotia... even with John's very careful packing into our 8' long utility trailor, the beautiful moldings overflowed the trailor.... but he tied them on with my daughters old mountain climbing rope.... it was sort of a mountain of wood!! These will be saved for a future project... A starting point...

Max found books, games and army surplus gear for his paintball tournaments...

... we were all happy... and tired... and hot... we were glad to be on the 45 minute drive home...





The next morning, we were talking about our great deals and the things that were rather interesting, that we left behind... and John again mentioned that he was surprised I hadn't shown any interest in the press... Well, I never really had a good look at it... only from a distance from across a crowded aisle... he said he had... and as he described it, I realized it was a Book Press... an actual Book Press... Oh no... Why didn't I walk the 10 feet in that direction and examine it when he pointed it out... ohhh... Foul word inserted here... Where would I ever come across one of those again... probably never!!!

I didn't actually need it.... but what a great addition to the studio it would have been... I started thinking up things I could have done with it.... for sure it would be gone now... it was probably gone 5 minutes after we passed it........... I think we should go back and on a wild whim of a chance maybe it would be there... noooo, it wouldn't...

oh heck.. we went back anyway... You know, Hope...

It was pouring rain!!! Buckets!!!

Couldn't believe it... The old Book Press (also known as a Nipping Press) was still there in the exact spot!!! It was in almost perfect condition for something that age... solid cast iron and not a bit of rust... It was a good size...With the wheel wound down it was 13" tall x 11½"wide x 21½" long... the platen has a 3" opening and was 9 ½" x 15". It weighed about 70 lbs. and had 4 bolt holes to anchor it down.

The dealer, Al Hermitage, from Rexton, New Brunswick who always has the best primitive antiques, was pretty surprised that no one had snapped it up... When I showed interest and asked about it, he said he could give me a deal... $45.00... Wow... My Lucky day! I more than gladly paid to take my prize home... Good thing John was there, though... It was heavy! I was smilin' for the rest of the day!



This is just a quick little pen and ink sketch I did of the new, old tool now in my studio, The Book Press... approx. 6" x 6" on textured drawing paper.

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Monday, August 18, 2008

Seth Apter... The Altered Page


Seth Apter... an artist of amazing talent and imagination... This fellow makes Art... beautiful abstract constructs on paper, books, photography, etc.... his work is always inspiring... lots of color, shapes and ideas to wrap your mind around... His whole blog is worth touring through for inspiration ...

As well, he has introduced me and hundreds, probably thousands of others to many other artists and what they do... Artists that are doing very cool work...

Today Seth will begin his 3rd and latest undertaking of The Pulse... "An Artist Survey" on his blog, The Altered Page... over 80 artists are taking part this time and his survey will run over the course of a month... I am especially looking forward to the sharing of the artists studios or where artists work... oh and all their insights too!!!


Oh... just one more thing..... My son, Max and I, both feel very lucky to be taking part in it!!!

...Sometime today it will begin....


If you would like to see where I work click HERE...

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