Sunday, November 28, 2010
In Norse mythology, the god Odin was known as the Raven God, because he kept two ravens as messengers, Huginn and Muninn. These birds were sent off each day to fly around the world to observe and bring back information to Odin. It was said that Odin gave his two ravens the ability to speak so that they could keep him informed about important events in the world.
Muninn is Old Norse for "memory."
Thinking about warfare and lost soldiers through the ages. This image is the result.
Donating a large print of this image to the Veteran's Sanctuary in Allentown PA. This is a brand new facility housed in an old church building in the city where vets and their families go to heal. Each state, each city needs one of these. Our vets have been so overlooked in this country. If you can, make a donation to aid these amazing men and women. We owe them so much more than what they are currently receiving.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Some days were worse than others. It was on rainy days Edwin felt the effects of gravity most of all, and his above average sized head would list to one side or the other causing him to take on a perplexed appearance to those unaware of his condition. It was for this reason he was forever seen in public with his attendant, Melchior, who, when things got really bad, would walk behind Edwin and hold his head upright until such time as he could get himself home and into a horizontal position.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Spent a day in Philly yesterday. First stop was Provenance, an architectural salvage company in the Northern Liberties section of Philadelphia.
The light inside the place was beautiful. A huge, dirty, cold warehouse with a southern exposure, it's packed with beautiful, old treasures scavenged from historic structures slated for demise. Thanks to people like these, some enchanting architectural elements will live to see another day--maybe another life completely. As we looked around, it was quiet, seemingly out of respect for the objects--as doors and stained glass windows, hinges, tiles and vintage bottles, door knobs and locks whispered their stories.
And then, in a ray of sunlight, was this beauty. I don't know who it's creator is, probably one of the guys who runs the place, but it was a perfectly lit, beautifully executed example of the goodness that is recombinant vintage salvage, and it looked completely at home in that strange warehouse.
If you're in Philly, go check them out.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Friday, November 5, 2010
Something came over me this afternoon. There was this tiny old wasp's nest I had saved in a ziploc, and a few pieces of ex-wasps with only one whole one. I set to work soldering together this permanently sealed home for him. It's only 1" x 1" x 1". Want to do more of these, want to use some of the bugs I've collected through the years. The wheels turn.