self-contained...

Sometimes I think I have the soul of a gypsy. I imagine a tidy wagon with lanterns

and beaded curtains. A wee home that traveled at my whim. I think of mornings

that would hold no clue as to where I'd be at sunset.

In real life I am anchored by love and family. It is a sweet tether and I am grateful

for it. But dreams are good. They allow us to soar on gossamer wings and break the bonds

of time, to dwell in castles and gypsy wagons. Never deny yourself this small pleasure,

for sometimes dreams are the balm our hearts require and the inspiration of

beautiful things. ♥

Hello, dear ones...

Such a lovely day... Makes me long to stroll in the forest in my crown.

But, as fate would have it, less fanciful pursuits have taken precedence

over my desire to wander.

I am having a wee little soldered pendant class in my

studio tomorrow, so I am making preparations (checking my

liquor stock... I anticipate some rather thirsty pupils).

I am looking forward to creating some new pendants.

It has been so long since I have soldered.

My head is a hive of ideas!!

Happy, creative weekend, my friends!

so far...

Well, it is October 5th and I have not been defeated by autumn yet!
It is still pretty here in the Dallas 'burbs, though chilly in the morning and at night.
Last night I dreamed I moved to an island... off the coast of ALASKA.
Not cool, Mr. Sandman. You sense of humor is not working for me.
I have some shows coming up, so I need to chain myself
to my table in the studio.
But I am thinking about taking photos at the old cemetery in McKinney.
It is a beautiful day. I am off to make it mine!

October... sigh...

So the melancholy season is upon us. I realize that many are endeared to this season, but I am not. It is not for mermaids. We crave warmth and balmy breezes, endless summer...
But, thankfully, it is still warm here and the horrid decay and decline of autumn has only just begun. Mostly I notice the shorter daylight hours, which tend to make me rather sad.
I'm only the teeniest bit blue though. I am making some lovely things and that always makes me happy.
I am thinking that an autumn like the scene above (Tissot's enchanting painting ~"The Picnic") might be rather nice. I like the languid air of it and everyone is so nicely dressed. Yes, this sort of autumn picnic would suit me quite well. I think, perhaps, I might forget winter's approach for a time were I to enjoy such an outing. I think I will gather my wrap and my tea service and a few dear friends...
Or maybe pizza and a movie. ;)