Inspiration

Dry Ice Pits on Mars
Image Credit: HiRISE, MRO, LPL (U. Arizona), NASA

Who wouldn't be inspired by such an image? The inherent beauty of the forms, textures, and colors instill such wonder in me at the natural occurrence of these magnificent landscapes, that I ponder the definition of "GOD". I believe that one can find the greatest religion through the explorations of science.

Thanks to Astronomy Picture of the Day for my daily ponderings on the meaning of life!

September Epiphany

e·piph·a·ny

noun, plural -nies.

1.

( initial capital letter ) a Christian festival, observed on January 6, commemorating the manifestation of Christ to the gentiles in the persons of the Magi; Twelfth-day.

2.

an appearance or manifestation, especially of a deity.

3.

a sudden, intuitive perception of or insight into the reality or essential meaning of something, usually initiated by some simple, homely, or commonplace occurrence or experience.

4.

a literary work or section of a work presenting, usually symbolically, such a moment of revelation and insight.

 

I doodle in my sketchbook all the time, as it sits just to the right of my wacom tablet. Chatting on the phone, waiting for photos to upload to my computer, simply responding to my day dreamy impulses....nothing amazing or frameable ever comes of it. But when I made this little absent minded sketch - at the moment I drew that intersection, I was somewhere else. My simple description of it doesn't give it the impact it had. For that fleeting moment I felt some kind of perfect truth, not just in my mind, but in my gut.

I had an epiphany!

I tried to think of historical forms that I've seen in the past that created such a feeling and the first one that came to mind was this one.

It resides in the Metropolitan Museum of Art in NYC, and although I walk through this room often, this time it just wouldn't let me walk away.

A strange and wonderful thing, epiphanies are, and I'm glad I had the presence of mind to revel in it for the few moments that it presented itself to me.

Front Page on Etsy!!

Thank you, Marietta, for making this great treasury list! It's been a while since I've made it to the Front Page of Etsy, and even though it was at around 3 a.m., and didn't generate any sales, it's still my 5 minutes of Etsy fame!

Saturday Song of the Day 9/24/11

I told you that I'd get this song stuck in my head....that's OK...because it's just so great! Enjoy!

September Treasury Favorite - "My Dreams in Teal"

Here's a lovely treasury made by SilverLinesJewelry

 

My Trick and Treat Serving Dishes

 The weather is changing, fall is on it's way, and I'm filled with the creative air that autumn always brings to me. I'm loving the new slab bowls and plates that I'm making, and playing with decals has been fun, fun, fun.

 Who wouldn't love to have a serving bowl with a large spider illustration?

This spider web dish is the perfect way to serve up some tasty treats with a hidden trick!

You can find them all in my Etsy shop. More will be added soon....stay tuned!!

September 19th is "Talk Like A Pirate Day"!!

Well, it's getting to be that time of year again....yes, "Talk Like A Pirate Day" is fast approaching - will you be ready?????

Ahoy and Avast ye mateys!




You can find some very snappy pirates in my Etsy shop!

This little guy would love to hold all those important papers on your fridge!!

September

September
by Linda Pastan

it rained in my sleep
and in the morning the fields were wet

I dreamed of artillery
of the thunder of horses

in the morning the fields were strewn
with twigs and leaves

as if after a battle
or a sudden journey

I went to sleep in the summer
I dreamed of rain

in the morning the fields were wet
and it was autumn

"September" by Linda Pastan, from Carnival Evening: New and Selected Poems 1968-1998. © W.W. Norton & Company, 2009. Reprinted without permission, but I hope she doesn't mind because it's such a lovely poem and I enjoyed reading it and really wanted to share it in my world. (buy now)

The Wars of Ashurbanipal

The empire inherited by Ashurbanipal (668-627 BC) extended from northern Egypt to the borders of Iran. The main campaigns fought during his reign were recorded on wall panels in his throne room and elsewhere.

When I read this poem many visuals come to mind. Change seems the overwhelming theme, both violent as in war and subtle as waking from sleep. As the earth changes seasons, so does ones life, both linked in time. I watch the leaves drop from the tree outside my window and wonder how my life will play with the new season approaching. I look forward to the swimming of my life and dreams.