A Fanciful Twist

Tales.

In a little hidden place, far far away, where a moon glows over mountains...

      

A girl watches her friend weave her web.   You see, Spider's are welcome here, cheered on, in fact.  As they weave strange little delicate webs, encasing non-living birds...

      

A place where a girl pup really does think she is a bathing beauty.  From her private spa, she hollers for her bubbles, as I hurry along.  (Just don't let her know, she's not a pup anymore)

      

In this place a girl has chosen to let her hair turn to weeds.  Last night, a demure low french twist, almost threw her into a whole other persona.  She was demanding a fancy dinner, and wanting to have fun?  What was wrong with her?  She got no fancy dinner in fact.  And, is back to peeking through windows, hoping noone visits unexpectedly, those long weeds growing from her head....

      

Let me clarify, the only unexpected visitor, that is welcomed from afar... The parcel girl.  As, she brougt one lovely treat.  You see, I was needing some encouragement.  Not because I am sad, not because I am insane (okay okay, let me pretend). The reason, just because.  Okay, and I also kinda whined for it.

      

It came from one wonderful girl.  Just wonderful!  She makes me laugh, and I adore her girls.  The darling Sarah of Here I am {A Stitch in time}.  As I opened the tube, I was overjoyed.  I mean, you tell someone, I must have the poster in your house. They say "I'll get you one...." And then you never get it right?  I never expected it would really come to me (it came quickly too).  I am delighted. But wait, just when I thought I couldn't get happier, the mailing tube starts singing... And these little ladies POP out.... Dancing and positioning themselves, right on my tree (they brought two little silver trees of their own).

      

Desiree's bunny girl greeted them with open arms!!! And they are dancing around, ever so happily....

      

Wait, that's not all. The two little creatures, who I adore, sent treasures as well!!! Their own art actually.

This creation by Annie

      

And this creation by Eliza

      

Thank you girls!!!! All three of you!  I am so touched!! xxo

I hope you all have a lovely little weekend!!!  I wanted to have a campfire weekend of tales with you, but I will plan it for later. As typepad will be down Friday night, and I didn't plan well ( I didn't plan at all, hehehe).  I am off to hang out in one of my  favorite little nooks...

      

Find a thing or two to read and flip through & just enjoy life...

      

Well, before I say see you soon.  I have some news.  I just don't know how to tell you this.  It has been a few days, and I have been avoiding the whole topic.  You see this strange man here? Yes, that one...

        

Well that is a man, who I hope's smile makes up for the gift he brought you, for all your birthday love.  I said, how could you bring this all the way from Napa?  I can't give them this... And he said, "Oh, it's for your blog friends? I thought it was for you?" I said, "This is what you bring meeee?" He says, "Yes, but give this to your friends & tell them something better is coming for them." Oh, Greeeeeat!

So here you have it.  Your gift.  Don't ask.  I do not understand it either...

      

Missed Chances, Art, & Phobias

So there I was.  Standing in the woods, alone. Woods, Desert, work with me here... It was dusk, a beautiful time to be outside in the summer.  The special dog pond (plastic blue swimming pool), green and dirty.  I decided to scrub it out.  Tipping it was the first challenge... I got all of the water out and washed it really really good.  I hung the water sprayer in a tree, to water the trees and plants while filling up the pool. How's that for great use of water? 

Before I knew it, it started getting really really dark, and I couldn't see a thing.  See me there?  I told you, dark.

      

I stumbled around, through the low hanging trees and giant girl-eating aloe plants. Up the porch and to the front door.  I grabbed a flash light and headed back to turn off the water. I thought I heard that scary movie breathy sound, ch-ch-ch-ch, hah-hah-hah-hah, over and over. You know like from Friday the 13th and Halloween.  Michael Meyers in the bushes???

Just then, I got this feeling, like, something magical might happen. Like, I was going to make a life altering decision.  Like, my path was about to change... I wasn't scared anymore.

I had to put the flashlight down, to be able to turn the water nozzle off.  As I approached the blue pool, I saw a black blob in the water.  I ran in and got my camera (see, I always think of you), threw it around my neck, and ran back out.  I aimed my camera, the green light flashing in the distance in order to focus.  It was so dark, so I pointed and clicked, without knowing what I was taking a picture of...

I heard a loud voice, like that of James Brown say, "Kiss me Baby, Kiss me."  I rattled my ears, thinking I was officially going nuts.  I heard it gain, "Kiss me Baby, Kiss me."  What?  I was scared now. I thought, for sure there is a weirdo in the bushes.  I grabbed my camera.  Fumbling in the dark, trying to see what it was I had photographed...

"Lo and Behold," there he was.  I had been waiting for him for 26 years.  Longing... Wondering when he'd come... My mother and grandmother, telling me all about him... The moment had finally arrived, there he was.  What to do???? 

He looked just like I thought he would... Shiny moist skin, plump and happy.... But, I couldn't do it.  I just couldn't. 

I didn't kiss him...

      

I just could not bring myself to do it. I realized then and there, that the dream, the idea, the fantasy of my Prince, was more special to me, than the Prince himself. 

I was content with the dream. I will remember those words forever, "Kiss me, baby, Kiss me."

I took one last picture and walked away.... Good-bye Prince.  I am sure you will find someone else to kiss your royal tush, wash your capes, massage your toes, take your white horse to the vet... I am sorry, I am just not that girl.  Wipe your own crown.  And, off I skipped.....

      

I then went inside, composed myself, and framed a few of my creations, the canvas print versions, so you could see how cute they look all framed up...The prints (unframed) can be found in my shop.

      

      

      

      

      

On another nut-cake note, I am having a hard time leaving the house today.  I feel paralyzed and slightly Agoraphobic. Does this ever happen to you?  I have so much to do, that I can't do any of it and the thought of going into town is making me sick...

      

Serendipity

Remember when I was looking for a new home for "Super Bake Girl?"  Okay, really, I had her for sale in the shop.  But, I did hope she would find a nice new home, as any mother hopes for a creature she sells off...

Well, the darling not only went and found a new home... She found a magical new world. Guess what the best part of it is?  She found me a new and wonderful friend.  Of course, this was only after I picked my jaw up off the ground after a peek into the world "Super Bake Girl" has gone to live in...

See this place here?  Does it remind you of something?  Perhaps Summer?  Perhaps, bliss? 

      

I'll tell you where that paradise place is.  That is the shop that belongs to "Super Bake Girl's" new mom.  It is called Consuela Style.  Here is "Super Bake Girl" in her new home.  See her there on the wall?  She is delighted!!!

      

In all seriousness though.  The funniest twist, or should I say, the fanciful-est twist, ocurred, when Consuela and myself actually ended up having the lovliest little phone chat.  She is talented and wonderful! And, we both have many similiar artistic thoughts and questions swirling around... Nothing like contemplating art.

This is a bit of what Consuela (family given nickname for the dreamer, wild-child, hippie chick, underneath her occasionally over-analytical exterior self) shared with me about herself and her artistic concept...

"I love everything to do with the beach, permanent vacations especially in Mexico, flip-flops-handbags - and jewelry, sitting on the back porch in the evenings with friends and family.  I believe that Summer is not only a season, it's a state-of-mind...it's a feeling that under the right conditions can be induced anywhere, any time of year...and considering that we do not know what tomorrow brings, I strive everyday to feel like it's warm, with a cool breeze and bright blue skies, on a drive with the top down...no worries!  Sounds corny, but it actually works!! ;) I had a corporate job for way longer than I care to admit or remember for that matter....but now am having a blast exploring my creative side.  My interests are all over the place right now.  I make caps, hats, bags, pillows for outside (made with oil cloth)  mixed media art...some jewelry...tshirts, etc...I sell my things retail at a monthly show, do custom t-shirt designs, and I have some things online..."

And, online is just where you can go to find her.  Here are some photos Consuela shared with me of her work & her shop on the go...

      

      

      

      

      

          

      

      

Is that fun and fantastic, or what??  Tell Consuela I said "howdy," if you get to visit her!

As for me.

I am a slow slow slow pitiful blogging friend.  I know, you are sick of hearing that from me and from every other Tash, Delia, & Harriet.  But, I promise, I am up to good stuff.  I am trying to feverishly get a brand new, and so lovely, jewelry case ready. As it is going into a brand new fab hair salon tomorrow morning.  It will be full of my jewel creations.  I am swamped with new tags and inventory lists.... And getting my own credit card machine set up there.  It has been nutcake-ville here.  But please, don't get mad or annoyed at me for being the slowest blogger ever in the history of blogging.... Just get your firm buns over here and help me. ;) XXO

      

Swirling amongst the madness...

Just when I scoffed at Mercury in retrogade...  I blinked, and my life was encased in a vessel full of water.  Drowning and being shaken all around.  I am officially living in a snow-globe.  Are any funny and strange things happening to you?  Let me kow...

I decided to create in order to avoid some of the madness.  All the creations turned up in the loony bin.  I mean,  in my SHOP.

      

All of the prints versions, of the cards above, are also available. They are on canvas and they look indescribable in person.  They are so lovely on this canvas....

This is a short post, as Mr. Lovee is away, and I am trying to have a Miss Potter weekend. Starting now. 

                  

Also, I have driving school all day tomorrow, which I am so excited about?  Ya sure. Off I go, showing my exquisite driving skills.  The truth is. I got a ticket, and in AZ, if you want it to be wiped off your record - and you have not had a ticket  for a long time- Then, you get to take 8 hours of driving school as punishment.  Oh and pay $200.00 USD

      

A funny new print int he shop.  Funny enough, it has a history.  Ask me if you would like to know???

              

      

(Vintage photos taken from google images. The Beatrix Potter picture was in google images, and is from the Beatrix Potter website.)