Etsy Shop Closing

My Etsy shop will close at MIDNIGHT on May 31. Enter code TTFN31 before then for a 10% discount on ALL items in my store--clearing out the inventory before I head out. "Like" my Facebook page or follow me on Twitter to stay updated on where my online shop will open anew.

My Ever Just Curious Etsy shop is officially open for business!

I'm very happy to announce that I've uploaded several pictures of a variety of my creations. Go to the shop to have a look around.


Here are some of my pretties

Gold Chain with Gold Pearls, Carnelian, Deep Coral, Turquoise- and Gray-Glass

Peachy-Pink, Dark Red, and Rich Blue Two-Tiered Gold Necklace with Gray Leather

Labradorite, Turquoise, and Carnelian Single Strand Necklace

Gold and Blue Flower Brooch

Enjoy!

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My thoughts sparkle today

I don’t know if I shall show them to you

just yet.

they want polishing

a trim or so

here

and there.

But—possess your soul with patience!

You shall see them soon.

I’ll dance them in the sun before your eyes

While we haggle over significance,

Weight,

Worth.

You shall take it with you when all’s said and done,

And I’m as richer and more as before.

You’re taking it shan’t take a smidgeon from me.

I—I draw my wonders from a bag

cut from the same cloth

as Peter Schlemiel's wondrous bag of gold—

Only, I, fortunate favorite 

or not so fortunate,

Did not sell my shadow

for the sack,

As did poor Peter—

The shadows gave me mine for free.

Well Now. This is a Something.

"How To Self Publish (And Seem Like You're Not)”

I don’t altogether approve of her fudging the facts to her readers nor with her philosophy that “writing is a lot like lying” (italics mine). However, I will say this: that girl has got moxie and talent three ways to Sunday. My hat’s off to her for her spunk. I might even buy her book.

Here is her author blog,  and her other blog is here.

Foundations I Art Class Project

Our professor assigned a folio project for our class. The first page requires us to answer the question "What is art?"
We can quote others if we wish, or we can write our own definitions. Here is mine.

Art results from the methods in which the artist may manipulate various materials in diverse styles — via color, form, and other sensorial elements and principles — to evoke specific emotional, intellectual, and/or physical responses from his or her audience,  be it admiration, fear, disgust, wonder, etc.

What do you think? Have I missed something? Or should it be narrowed down somewhat?

The One Wish Granted

My impossible made possible is that I could have a sprawling house large enough to shelter and bring up every unwanted child. All of them. That I could have enough money to educate them in whatever discipline they had a natural talent for – music, math, art, science. That I could keep, love, and mother them until they were old enough to live and thrive on their own.

I’d take them all. No questions asked of you, the parents. No judgment for why you don’t want him, why she doesn’t fit in with your schedule, why they’re mistakes you have to wipe clean, why they’re accidents or ugly mementos.

I’ll take them. You don’t have to see them ever again.

Just don’t kill them, please. Please, don't.

My Origin

Origins, Listed

I’m from a tobacco barn,

from a long line of March lilies

and cockle-burrs. I hail from

the oak and maple trees and

the wrong side of the law.

From that box filled with tapes

of Beethoven and Chopin,

from battlements of Legos, a wall of mud graffiti.

I’m from that flit of Zorro’s cape,

the tightrope of railroad ties,

Prince Edward Island,

And behind the back

of a northern wind

From at least two acres of chamomile,

half a shelf of Philips commentaries,

and a collection of teacups—

there beside the pink one

my brother gave me.

I came from the snap and crack

of a thunderstorm,

a rivulet of rose quartz

veining through the heart of a black hill,

and a safe-hold for

the treasures of the snow.

Identity

B estMu

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r                             P

e                             i

f                              e

o                             C

o                          h

t                        e

e                    f

D a r i n g

R               B

o                  e

b                    e

I                       -

n                      F

H                     o

o                    e

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Dog-tired!

Rainpuddle-splash After Dark

Rain beat on my umbrella
But I barred it out
Flip-flops
hydroplane
and I thunk
into the wee lake
as the rain chortles
victory
as my umbrella, battering-
rammed down,
fills up
a swimming pool for crickets.

Haiku

Haiku #Summertime

Summer wind in trees

Green-winged butterflies trapped in

A black, crooked cage.

Haiku #Wintertime

Crystal claws grasp roofs,

Your wicked spells everywhere,

You beauty, you witch.

Haiku #Miscellaneous 1

Snatched sunlight, gathered

With essence of spring flowers

All in a tea-bag.

Haiku #Miscellaneous 2

Glue binds book leaves to

Leather limbs, forming the door

To another world.