A Wilderness For You and Me

'A Wilderness For You and Me' is the brain child of the obviously ultra-talented Nyssa Skorji. Not only is the name deliciously evocative, but the "objects and critters" this lady makes are something else! I mean, how could you not fall in love with these little fellows....

Told you! Head over to Nyssa's delightful shop to choose your new woodland friend.... there's some neat purses and bags there too.

Like this sly old fox...

Sorry, couldn't resist one more image! I love these!

And yes, I am the world's worst blogger! Due to a myriad of expensive and frustrating and infuriating (ok... deep breath!) computer issues I STILL don't have the internet at home.... gah!!! And I have so much to share... markets! new house! crafts!

Arrrrrrrrrrgh!!!!!

Did I mention infuriating how this is... :)

But bear with me dear reader(s?) the internet will one day be once again filled with my pointless ramblings I promise!

Until then...

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Rope Burn

"This is how we love, Buddha-style: impartial to all, free from excessive attachment or false hope and expectation; accepting, tolerant, and forgiving. Buddhist non-attachment doesn't imply complacence or indifference, or not having committed relationships or being passionately engaged with society, but rather has to do with our effort to defy change and resist the fact of impermanence and our mortality. By holding on to that which in any case is forever slipping through our fingers, we just get rope burn"

Lama Surya Das, “A Buddhist Valentine”

Jolie Holland

Mexican Blue... my sunday evening lullaby of choice. Sleep tight.

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Taglioni's Jewel Casket

... was the first Joseph Cornell work I ever saw, stumbled upon really, at NYC's Moma gallery. Ever since then he has been my favorite artist. I think he always will be.


"On a moonlight night in the winter of 1835 the carriage of Marie Taglioni was halted by a Russian highwayman, and that enchanting creature commanded to dance for this audience of one upon a panther's skin spread over the snow beneath the stars. From this actuality arose the legend that to keep alive the memory of this adventure so precious to her, Taglioni formed the habit of placing a piece of artificial ice in her jewel casket or dressing table where, melting among the sparkling stones, there was evoked a hint of the atmosphere of the starlit heavens over the ice-covered landscape."

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Wind Beneath My Wings: Ceramics Edition!

thelittlereddoor

misunrie

atelierBB

PearsonMaron

villarrealceramics

BROOKLYNrehab

ooty

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People...

... come into your life in different ways. Some come crashing in, with fanfare, noise, the promise that maybe everything could change forever now that they are around. They have a party, make things fun ~ then maybe not so fun ~ trash the furniture then leave. Or are booted out! Some however let themselves in without even really a peep. Without you even noticing they make things nicer for you, re-arranging the furniture of your heart. Then they announce quietly they are going and slip out the door, leaving everything a little different than the way it was before. And it's not till that announcement that you notice that everything is a little better, nicer, because they were there.

It's those people you really miss.

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ps. I also have some very exciting news... watch this space!

Ninainvorm...

... is awesome! That is all.

Click here to purchase from/ drool over Ninainvrorm's etsy shop.

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