Organic Citrine and Gold Necklace
We are the night ocean filled
with glints of light. We are the space
between the fish and the moon,
while we sit here together.
...Rumi
Goodbye, Vic, we'll miss you.
1.13.2010
the night ocean
Organic Citrine and Gold NecklaceGoodbye, Vic, we'll miss you.
12.05.2009
blue
Labradorite NecklaceBeauty, midnight, vision dies:
Let the winds of dawn that blow
Softly round your dreaming head
Such a day of sweetness show
Eye and knocking heart may bless,
Find the mortal world enough;
Noons of dryness see you fed
By the involuntary powers,
Nights of insult let you pass
Watched by every human love.
-W.H. Auden
11.26.2009
11.14.2009
ocean
Fernandina Beach '09• • •
Chalcedony, Prehnite and Silver NecklaceThis is the critical moment
when a swell of ocean turns
its edge to foam.
- Rumi
10.31.2009
halloween
Elizabeth '09A bat is bornBats by Randall Jarrell
Naked and blind and pale.
His mother makes a pocket of her tail
and catches him. He clings to her long fur
By his thumbs and toes and teeth.
And then the mother dances through the night
Doubling and looping, soaring, somersaulting--
Her baby hangs on underneath.
All night, in happiness, she hunts and flies.
Her sharp cries
Like shining needlepoints of sound
Go out into the night, and echoing back,
Tell her what they have touched.
She hears how far it is, how big it is,
Which way it is going:
She lives by hearing.
The mother eats the moths and gnats she catches
In full flight; in full flight
The mother drinks the water of the ponds
She skims across. Her baby hangs on tight.
Her baby drinks the milk she makes him
In moonlight or starlight, in mid-air.
Their single shadow, printed on the moon
Or fluttering across the stars,
Whirls on all night; at daybreak
The tired mother flaps home to her rafter.
The others all are there.
They hang themselves up by their toes,
The wrap themselves in their brown wings.
Bunched upside-down, they sleep in air.
The sharp ears, their sharp teeth, their quick sharp faces
Are dull and slow and mild.
All the bright day, as the mother sleeps,
She folds her wings about her sleeping child.
10.24.2009
sleeping
August '09
Garnet, Idocrase and Sterling Silver NecklaceI was lying on the sofa to rest, to sleep
a few minutes, perhaps.
I felt my body sag into the hole of sleep.
All at once I was awake and frightened.
My own death was drifting near me
in the middle of life. The strong body
blurred and diminished into the waters.
The flesh floated away.
...
The shadow is a tight passage
that no one will be spared
who goes down
to the deep well.
In sleep, something remembers.
Three times since I woke
from the first sleep,
it has drunk that water.
Awake it is still sleeping.
- Donald Hall
10.20.2009
white pelicans
white pelicans - Fernandina Beach - August '09
Moonstone and Sterling Silver NecklaceI am so tired of what I have been doing.
Then one image without form came,
and I quit.
Look for someone else to tend the shop.
I am out of the image-making business.
Finally I know the freedom
of madness.
I am weary of personal worrying,
in love with the art of madness.
Tear open my shame and show the mystery.
How much longer do I have to fret
with self-restraint and fear?
Friend, this is how it is.
We are fringe sewn inside
the lining of a robe.
Soon we will be loosened,
the binding threads torn out.
- Rumi
10.10.2009
10.08.2009
5.12.2009
a brighter day
Give us gladness that connects
with the Friend, a taste of the quick.
You that make a cypress strong
and jasmine jasmine.
Give us the inner listening
that is a way in itself
and the oldest thirst there is.
Do not measure it out with a cup.
I am a fish. You are the moon.
You cannot touch me, but your light
fills the ocean where I live.
...Rumi
4.04.2009
fire
Late by myself, in the boat of myself,
no light and no land anywhere,
cloud cover thick.
I try to stay just above the surface,
yet I am already under
and living within the ocean.
- Rumi
3.26.2009
spring
I thought the earth remembered me,
she took me back so tenderly,
arranging her dark skirts, her pockets
full of lichens and seeds.
I slept as never before, a stone on the riverbed,
nothing between me and the white fire of the stars
but my thoughts, and they floated light as moths
among the branches of the perfect trees.
All night I heard the small kingdoms
breathing around me, the insects,
and the birds who do their work in the darkness.
All night I rose and fell, as in in water,
grappling with a luminous doom. By morning
I had vanished at least a dozen times
into something better.
excerpted from Twelve Moons
by Mary Oliver
3.13.2009
mojito
Ode on the Whole Duty of Parents
The spirits of children are remote and wise,
They must go free
Like fishes in the sea
Or starlings in the skies,
Whilst you remain
The shore where casually they come again.
But when there falls the stalking shade of fear,
You must be suddenly near,
You, the unstable, must become a tree
In whose unending heights of flowering green
Hangs every fruit that grows, with silver bells;
Where heart-distracting magic birds are seen
And all the things fairy-story tells;
Though still you should possess
Roots that go deep in ordinary earth,
And strong consoling bark
To love and to caress.
- Francis Cornford
3.12.2009
ring
There is a strange frenzy in my head,
of birds flying,
each particle circulating on its own.
Is the one I love everywhere?
- Rumi
3.04.2009
Ring of Gold
My rings are made from 100% recycled eco-friendly precious metals.
Unfortunately, the mining of precious metals generates enormous environmental waste which contaminates our water and soil, endangering the health and lives of humans and animals.
I purchase my gold from an earth-minded refiner and manufacturer that has been providing socially and environmentally-responsible products for over 95 years. Their precious metals are 100% recycled. They use a newly developed gold refining process that reduces waste products by 75%. Their refinery operates at the highest standards in the industry and does not release harmful particulates or waste water into the environment.
3.02.2009
New Beginnings
"The point of creation ('things', 'nouns') is resurrection, being made new . . . really living rather than just existing."
- Bonnie Thurston
2.28.2009
Midnight Garden
There is a path from me to you
that I am constantly looking for,
so I try to keep clear and still
as water does with the moon.
- Rumi
that I am constantly looking for,
so I try to keep clear and still
as water does with the moon.
- Rumi
11.02.2008
politics as (un)usual
...I have lived through everyone from Kennedy to two Bushes. In that time I had great hopes with Kennedy, and a little hope with Carter, and absolutely no faith in Johnson or Nixon. After all, the last two didn't seem to mind sending a lot of kids in my generation to die in a country in Southeast Asia that nobody else in the world seemed to care about. Call me crazy, but I like seeing nineteen-year-olds alive and stoned in college. It's a little quick of mine.
- Lewis Black
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