Kuriosities

Here are a few more record players that I have made! These things are addictive in their one of a kindness, and little gears. I love the gears, and the tiny little rubies. The first record player from my previous entry is sold, lickity-split just like that! , and one of these is likely as well, though I am not sure which one has been chosen yet as the details are still being firmed up. I am going to make a few more for my grand opening of the Kuriosities line, maybe with some custom stamping, maybe some with more intricate gearworks. In the meantime here you go!

Record player pendant #2  – I found this lovely engraved little gear for a turntable and used a contrasting gear for the centre The engraving gives a kind of steampunky country vibe to it, I think anyways. Should maybe put a nice swirly R in that corner. hmmmm Or leave it as is? I like how this photo turned out. 

Record Player pendant #3: A Jack White record player pendant with the mythical number three stamped in one corner. Minimalist, stripped down and simple.

My little birdie came back from castings today. Oh, she is sweet! She has a whole series of pieces devoted to her lovely self, or is it his lovely self? I’ll have to look that up in the story…Which story is it from? – it’s a secret, today anyways, I may tell you tomorrow when I post pictures of it being carved, the wax, the unfinished castings, the in process casting and the finished charm. The final pieces will stay under wraps though until the launch…

I am so excited about the Kuriosities line – a total departure from my current work, but very much me. I am hoping it will be like a visit to an enchanted junk shop, full of oddities and whimsicalities that spark the imagination and lead you to believe that magic may still exist. I hope it will be the perfect mix of child-like innocence with just a little hint of the sinister to keep you on your toes…

This was the view out of our kitchen the other day…does having a beat up old junker Dodge Ram and a pet pig in your drive mean you are a red neck? Yikes. I hope not, but it was the perfect redneck scene that’s for sure. A big fat pig napping in the shade of a pick-up. But just so you do know – the pick-up is just for picking up round bales for the horses (not for gadding about town in), and the piggie is a fancypants vietnamese pot belly pig, and a fully housebroken trained pet, not the kind that you eat. He comes when you call him, goes to bed when you tell him to, and will sit on command. And his name is Mr. Portobello. Do these details make it any better?? Secretly I love to sit behind the wheel of that pick-up, though it is monstrously too big for my petite statured self. I have to shove things behind my back to be able to reach the pedals!

I have developed a passion for sundresses, now that the warmth is upon us. I wore my vintage inspired purple flowered one yesterday, with the swirly skirt. I felt the most childish joy in it, twirling so that the skirt flew wide and pretty around me when no one was watching. I even wore it to the barn with my rubber boots on, which made me even more exceedingly happy. I felt a proper country cowgirl miss with my swirly skirts and my muck-a-luck boots, tossing hay and rounding up restless ponies (well horses too, my biggest girl is a full 16h1h! huge!). I love moments like that, when I first looked down at the contrast of purpley skirts and black rubber boots, and my eyes grow wide and a smile spreads across my face. I did those chores with a bounce to my step!

Two old but recently found poems:

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PS. Who ARE you faithful readers, who read, and read, but never write? I am dying of the mystery of it! But maybe that is more inspiring? Maybe I will just imagine who you are…make up imaginary occupations, imaginary lives for all of you! This Gentleman wears a top hat and sports a dandy cane, this Miss also adores swirly skirts and has a parrot named Esmeralda, and perhaps you are a street busker taking tea in a cafe in London…OR you could leave a comment every blue moon <hint, hint>