Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Gorgeous Fringe Biker Jacket being viewed on Twitter right now
Coupon Code Discount Type ten Percent off
beautiful suede vintage shoes,
vintage gothic type, steam punk dresses, renfest dresses, Sweet Underthings, Biker Vest Jacket
Beautiful Rockabilly Martini Dress Shirts for Mad Men
handmade pirate jewelry,
mens gorgeous James Bond type snazzy Wedding Formal Vintage suits,
Exquisite rockabilly embroidered western shirts,
well priced gothic and pirate boots,
pen and ink pirate art on shirts
Marie Antoinette Suede Shoes
reducing Vintage inventory so can focus on GalleonGal
Monday, November 29, 2010
My sign Is sagittarius My mom inspired me yet she is an exceptional oil paint artist
A Sag lady is choosy about her love interest, sometimes prone to marital strife, since that significant other can not embrace beauty, loved inspiration and desire to care for animals
Sag is yet optimistic a natural born nature lover They can be as sentimental and sensitive and intuitive as a pisces, yet not as tempermental
Better tell the truth around a sag gal or she will scorn You
A man like a Pisces does cause sagittarius to become quite angry, pisces can be odd and goofy, yet they are good creative pals
Sags takes on too many projects, often dreams out loud, Some Sags can walk into a room, through their spirit senses hear thoughts, some can sing and cry all at once
my creativity is fueled by verdant lush tropical gardena, fountaina of shimmering lights, flight of gray morning doves, the singing of the wind in a tall sailboats rigging or the oceans strength as she sighs while her waves and tempests follow the moons gentle tug
Monday, November 22, 2010
Now Dusty is Thankful for home, love, food and TLC
You see he was found left on the back door step of a GoodWill store, Of the three kittens he is sole survivor, His mommy has gone on to kitty heaven and was joined by his two sisters
I thank you for your views
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Friday, January 15, 2010
Sable Carlisle the raven tressed archeologist sometimes philosophy student gently unearthed a shiny object from the tawny golden sands. Beneath her well formed hands a mystery slowly revealed itself.
She brushed these same hands across raised symbols on what, as it emerged appeared to her eyes to be a gong of some sort.
Sable squinted those intriguing hazel hued eyes in the brisk afternoon sun.
This dig had obsessed her and some of her comrades. Many times she had consulted her charts, maps and geography notes. Yes this was the one she mused as she unfolded an old scratched up parchment.
Upon second inspection she scrutinized golden artwork circling about the large gong shaped object. These, she pondered must be symbols of a sort. However whom or which culture did they belong to? Her mind accessed her mental library.
Here on this gong she saw a meticulously crafted pattern that depicted some type of ancient brick castle.
Working her fingertips in a sweeping counter clockwise motion she traced along over the archaic symbols.
Her eyes delighted in the artful symbols and she mused at their archaic meanings. She scratched down notes on her floral notepad, beginning a primitive list of sorts
Sci~fi technical jargon take two
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Sable Carlisle the raven tressed archeologist sometimes philosophy student gently unearthed a shiny object from the tawny golden sands
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Thursday, January 14, 2010
These are practice sketches for a film noir or sci-fi character
that are in transitional phases,
I work daily on the sketches of changelings,
Half feline, partially woman, All fantastical in my studio, Sea Dreams by the Sea, All dream phases
Friday, January 1, 2010
years gone-past, a new year on the wings, fate, destiny still fills my troubled mind as
I forage through books, letters, vintage deco items and many talismans if you will of my past shop, Clothes Encounters
which at one time resided in Seabrook Texas, Ike the monstrous storm finished off the small building so that re-occupancy for us would be impossible,
the landlord owner had to forestall much and get down to the nitty grity of refurbishing and rebuild of the property, yes it was a rental space for my shop once long ago.
One ponders often of all that transpired many years back, what was accomplished, what could have been changed if fate would again her hand play, and this time one might flourish the winning hand.
Whom has passed over and whom remains, did I have a visitor to my home, a hesitant benevolent harbinger spirit pausing in my living room just in front of the picture window that New Years eve at about One as the clock strikes?
Was I half bidden to join the harbinger while gently disturbed from my sleep, Sleep that wondrous half state, half delirium, where dream worlds, also beckon.
This dream world where turmoil and mayhem seem only just a plot twist, there abide so many answers to much of life's mysteries, yet these mysteries of life too still beckon,
yet with the minds strong hold standing steadfast, half sensing what evolves beyond the shadowed curtains, the other worlds, a clinging foothold, the minds fail safe mechanism, conscience watchdog, a fortress of mentalities, should I half contemplate that first step, or rather that first somber slumber like rest?
Should one heed, Ones tell tale grip on this world, our world, Alas here on Terra Firma quite safe my sanity retains? NO, Yet remains nor does it or am I quite dreaming once again..,