2 finished projects

I have continued to do my lock/doorknob/key/etc. art pieces & have had an amazing time working on them. I might be a little obsessed. Here are 2 I just finished:

Antique hand forged lock & key from the 1700’s
Here is the 6.5 inch key from the photo above 
A doorknob piece I made for my friend Niki

 

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A 2019 Halloween

I have always preferred the tiny pumpkins.

 

A silly shot of my kitten Frankie (the Witch) flyin’ on her broomstick in Oakland Cemetery, ATL

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!


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Staying Busy

I haven’t been inspired to write very much, lately. But, I have been all about redecorating, creating pieces of art to hang, and to finally getting around to finishing so many things I have been putting off. Sometimes, I swear I could just keep going and going and never even finish a To-Do ListI am very pleased at how much I have completed, but still can’t help but notice the mound of laundry I need to do, the tub that could be scrubbed, etc. But, for what it’s worth, the above and below are a few pics of the things I have been focused on.


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The Mr. Goodbar

The Mr. Goodbar 

In a mixed bag of chocolates 
I saw him and hoped, from afar
he was not ashamed to be
the Mr. Goodbar

In this home, he has probably
always been chosen last
in a game of grabbing
by a sweet-toothed family

I saw him and I realized
I had no idea who was—
never knew his chocolate;
never tasted his peanuts

After careful consideration, 
I decided he was The Best
The man always standing
whilst the others digest


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Fragility in a Frame

Last week, I was in Brooklyn visiting friends. I went on an excursion with Liz and ended up at a store called Union Max. I bought a set of 1970’s moth/butterfly specimens— each preserved in cellophane.

The lady at the counter warned me that they will easily fall apart; however, they were inexpensive and the idea of framing them felt exciting. I saved one for myself and finally devoted some time this afternoon to frame the one pictured above. 

The task ended up being a real mother f’er—the attention to detail required to complete the project was way more than I anticipated. After carefully cutting open the cellophane, the pieces instantly fell apart. I turned off the A.C. to prevent the wings from literally flying away and ran off to grab gloves, tweezers, and other tools.

Painstaking as it was, the end-result was quite satisfying. I am going to try my best to keep the piece safe and sound. Afterwards, I made sure to warn Liz that the one I gave her will probably be a beast.

Here is a photo of her yet-to-be-framed Lime Butterfly—so beautiful and fragile.

Papilio demoleus

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