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Posted by Angelinabeadalina on 8/25/2006
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Woooooooohoooooo! TinCan TiltaWhirl Tallulah! Glass is FUN! Come on in. Take a spin. There's fun and soulfulness both right here :)

Peace, Ang

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Barely Buddha

Barely Buddha

Through the tiny garden I walked, alone with my dancing thoughts and a few chattering blackbirds. The sun dappled bits of light here and bits of light there. The breeze shifted, and the dapples led my eye to the tiniest statue. . .Barely Buddha, he stood in the stillness, beckoning me to find my own silence.
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Fresh Start

Fresh Start

If I could wipe your slate clean,I would.
But that would also wipe away all the good you've become and done.
So, I won't.
Instead, for you, I wishmany fresh starts.
Use them when you need them.
It's one thing we feel we can't allow ourselves,so let me "give" them to you.
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Gimme Good Hex

Gimme Good Hex

Gimme good hex, would ya? The Pennsylvania Dutch aren't the only people throughout history to have used hex signs for protection from evil and to bring good fortune, but they are the ones we're likely to picture when someone mentions hex signs. There are characteristic colors and symbols used in these signs and marks. The color blue summons protection, peace, calmness, and spirituality, while the color green is associated with the sacred, intuition, and also spirituality. Funny, those are my two favorite colors, so I decided to make my hex inspired amulet filled with them-- transparent cobalt, dark turquoise stringer, and Nile green stringer. Oh, and the white spirit in the center? That is the moon, carrying a reminder that white stands for purity and the free flow of energy. Blessings to all, Ang
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Good Tidings

Good Tidings

There is something quite beautiful to me when I listen to the Christmas story, and that is the moment when the angel appears to the shepherds and says, "Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy." Those words never fail to call to my mind an image of a glorious angel descending upon shepherds. The shepherds must have been in awe, but I can feel the compassion of the angel in those words. I am certain the angel enveloped those shepherds in a glow of peaceful goodness.
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Nainsi

Nainsi

'Tis me, Nainsi, here to tell you about my life, such as it is. They tell me "Nainsi" and "Nancy" are related to "Agnes." They say "Agnes" means chaste, virginal. La-de-dah. Chaste and virginal are fine as they are, but they wouldn't be what I am, for I have lived and am no saint.

Lived, that I have done! I have loved, lusted, birthed, mourned, struggled, doubted, praised, and capitulated. I have created, shaped, molded, torn down, and rebuilt. I have reasoned, puzzled, understood, and been perplexed. . .but I have no doubts, nor regrets, and I am not finished living yet.
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Scathach, Warrior and Woman

Scathach, Warrior and Woman

I am a warrior. I am a woman. Some say I was a queen. Some even say I rose to become a goddess, a Gaelic guardian of the dead, leading fallen warriors to their reward. I don't know. The heat of battle and smell of the blood of my enemies was my reward.

I am a warrior. I am a woman. Some say I taught young men the finer points of combat. Some say I even made those same young men "friends of my thighs" and taught them the finer points of much more delicate skills. I don't know. I taught what I knew to those who wanted to know it, too.

I am a warrior. I am a woman. Some say I birthed daughters. Some even say one of those daughters brought home a warrior named Cchulainn and that I gave him his deadly sword. I don't know. I helped one who would be a partner to my daughter.

I am a warrior. I am a woman. I say that should be enough for any lifetime.
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Waiting

Waiting

Waiting on a clear night, waiting while looking up at a single star shining in the sky, waiting for the moment when you can look this being in the eyes and feel his tiny fingers curl around yours.

Merry Christmas!
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TinCan TiltaWhirl Tallulah & Her Creation

TinCan TiltaWhirl Tallulah & Her Creation

TinCan TiltaWhirl Tallulah,
You remind me a little bit of Beulah,
and truth be told, I think you are
first cousin once removed of that mythical Medusa.

Your storm of hair,
Your placid stare,
Your powerful air,
They make me say, Hallelujah,
There is a goddess way out there.

Oh, woman, you lend me
Infinite equanimity.
Erase my petty insecurities,
Send a bolt of compassion to potential enemies,
And make sure I see the joy of laughter and whirled peas.

TinCan TiltaWhirl Tallulah,
All I can say is, Hallelujah, Sister!

Here are some shots of Tallulah and the tin can as I worked on putting it all together.
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Heck with Purple Dresses and Red Hats, When I Am Old, I Shall Wear Purple Leathers and a Red Helmet!

Heck with Purple Dresses and Red Hats, When I Am Old, I Shall Wear Purple Leathers and a Red Helmet!

Yep, I think I'll stride right on by the purple dresses and sizzling red hats and head straight for the motorcycle shop. Get me a Harley, some purple leathers, and a flaming red helmet :)
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Primordial Strength

Primordial Strength

She lies deep within us, woman, man, and child. She is part of that which came to be the world. She is God and Goddess and Order and Chaos. She is strength, and she is ever enduring. She is you.
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Hiding from the Flames of Memory

Hiding from the Flames of Memory

I throw my arms over my head, shielding my eyes from the flames of memory licking my feet. For a moment, I indulge in the temporary reprieve, until my mind realizes the deceit and the memories pour in again. It is an indulgence, I know, for this festering pain is something I must let go. I pause. . .

. . .and then, I move forward, through the flames and into a burned off land where only the good will be tended and nurtured into vitality.
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Like Silk Slipping Smoothly Off Her Shoulder

Like Silk Slipping Smoothly Off Her Shoulder

If you ask her to tell you the story, she'll just whisper lightly, "I'm another year older and a decade bolder."

She didn't tell me all of her secrets while I was sculpting her in the flame, and I couldn't hear any confessions being whispered in the kiln while she was annealing. . .you'll have to coax her into revealing what she knows :)
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Acorn Elf

Acorn Elf

Acorn cap inspired cap on his head, oak leaf wrapped around the body, this elf has an underestimated appreciation of mischievous fun in the fall :)
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Mistress WinterTrail and Hound

Mistress WinterTrail and Hound

Mistress WinterTrail throws her cape around her shoulders and heads into the wood, her faithful hound at her heels. The cold curls around the hem of her cape, bracing her for the coming winter and tickling the nose of her hound. She rules the winter trail, this woman whose feet gently rustle the last of the fallen leaves, this woman who feels the faint warmth of the weary sun trickling through the almost bare branches, this woman whose hands lift skyward to welcome the first snowflake.
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A Deep, Lonesome Mariah Blows Tonight

A Deep, Lonesome Mariah Blows Tonight

There's a deep,lonesome mariah blowing tonight. I stand at the precipice of time, feel the wind blowing my hair across my face, hear the folds of my cape fluttering, breathe in the lonesomeness of this very spot.

If I let go, where will the wind take me?
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She Turned Out

She Turned Out

She turned out.

I like the sound of that.

She's here.

She's fine.

And if anyone asks her friends,

they nod approvingly and say,

"She turned out."
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Om Mani Padme Hum (Lint & Glare Included Free of Charge)

Om Mani Padme Hum (Lint & Glare Included Free of Charge)

Om mahne padme hum. Any lint or glare included free of charge in these pics because I just felt the need to hurry up and post this series. . .looking, reading, seeing, all the same as turning the prayer wheel. I'll show you the prayer wheel sculpture later in the week, but today I just got done wiping my eyes after reading a Veteran's Day tribute to a soldier missing in action for decades. In fact, if by some miracle he is alive, he is about 75 years old. The world needs peace, from all sides, from all countries. . .and the men and women who've protected our freedoms need to be thanked. Say a mantra, say a prayer, say a blessing for us all today. Peace, Ang
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Splashing Good Mermaid's Tail and Tale

Splashing Good Mermaid's Tail and Tale

Once upon a time this past summer, in a hot and humid flatland far from the coast, there was a glass sculptor who fancied herself ready to make elaborate borosilicate glass sculptures of mermaids with fantastic tails. She tried, and she tried, but the big bad glass foiled her every attempt. She scratched her head. She thought. First, she said, "Who am I to make a mermaid splashing into the water, for I am a landlocked woman?" Second, she said, "Wait a minute. Mermaids and fanciful tails (and tales) are for everyone. They come from the imagination. They come from the soul's eye. They can be real if you let them, so why can't I create them?" Aha! Another midlife crisis averted! Back to the torch she went, and she began to make a gloriously colorful mermaid's tail from Effetre glass instead of boro. . .and she torched happily ever after :)
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Dignified Devi in a Digital World

Dignified Devi in a Digital World

The Hindu like to call me Devi. They say I am the feminine aspect of the great one. I say I am more. I am the feminine intuition and creativity which lies within each soul. You make think you've lost me, but I am still here, waiting to steady you with my guiding hand, waiting to awaken your creative spirit. Through eons, I have woven my strength into the fibers of the hearts women.

I am the Devi, and I am a time chameleon. The cave woman may have sensed me in the embers of the fire and been inspired to warm food over me. The serf of the Middle Ages may have sensed me in the land surrounding those cathedrals and castles and been inspired to gather my stones and grasses to build her own sanctuary. The woman of the Renaissance may have felt my presence in art and language and been inspired to keep a hidden journal of her own. The harried housewife and competitive careerwoman of the twentieth century may have thought I'd left her, but she is beginning to sense me. Covered though I am with digital doolallies and virtual viewpoints, I am here.

I am here, and I wait to awaken your creative spirit, entwine it irretrievably within the cords and codes and conundrums of modern life. . .because a woman intuitively knows her power comes from grasping and adapting and incorporating all things into her life.
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Willow's Grace

Willow's Grace

Shifting in the wind, she is graceful as the willow.
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Dragon with I Ching Box

Dragon with I Ching Box

Dragon, clear boro, sculpted by me. I Ching inspired box, woodburned and painted by me.
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Pretty Pixie Plant Protectress

Pretty Pixie Plant Protectress

She is a very pretty pixie, just waiting to be poked into a pot with your favorite houseplants. She absolutely loves to surprise folks...and you'll enjoy seeing the delight on their faces when they spot her, too!
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Put One Foot in Front of the Other. . .

Put One Foot in Front of the Other. . .

. . .and keep on learning new things as you make the glass journey :) Actually, this paperweight was inspired by my sister's ongoing collection of "Footprints in the Sand" goodies. As I was melting a big maria, I noticed that it was getting a funky foot-like shape. Why mess with what the glass wants to do, right? So, I went with that idea, knowing it could end up as a neat gift for my sister's 40th birthday.
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Sploosh!

Sploosh!

Sploosh! The rock is dropped into the pool of water, and for a split second a tiny crown of droplets arises to welcome it into the depths.

Hold on a minute. That puddle of water is setting on top of the gravel, not in it. Hey, it's got a few ripples, but it isn't flowing around the rocks. What's up with that? Oh, I get it now-- it's glass!
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Apple-licious  Eve Mini PaperWeight

Apple-licious Eve Mini PaperWeight

She'll be the apple of your eye, this Eve who sits so quietly and peacefully. Stare into her depths, literally *and* figuratively. The clear boro just begs you to hold her up, turn her around, look through the depths. Her peaceful attitude just calms and soothes and makes you feel as if a little introspection would be a comforting thing.
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Angel Wing Mini PaperWeight

Angel Wing Mini PaperWeight

What would an angel wing look like if it floated down to us?
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Splish Splash!  Mini Paperweight

Splish Splash! Mini Paperweight

Splish Splash! With a flash of subtle pink fin, the mermaid is caught diving back into the water.
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Boro is a B****, Soft Glass Scratches My Itch

Boro is a B****, Soft Glass Scratches My Itch

Yep, after spending all summer learning some boro sculpting, I picked up this pretty, burnt, Nile green goddess and this thought practically slammed me to the wall:

Boro is a bitch. Soft glass scratches my itch.

Hmmm, guess I might be cleaning the boro off the work table and getting out some dark ivory or Nile green or turquoise to play with today. I really do love the look of clear boro with a few color accents, but I'm probably a soft glass girl at heart. It was just a good fit to do boro this summer while the kids were out of school and the mommy had practically no uninterrupted torching time. Now, they're back in school, and I'm wondering which direction to take. Yep, think I'll go clear off the table and do a little soft stuff, just to see how it feels after all this time :) Peace, Ang
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Desert Traveler-- The Beginning

Desert Traveler-- The Beginning

Just a quick shot to let you know I really am still around and had a terrific time getting to torch during the day while the kids were at school last Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. I was ready for some glass time, and soft glass was calling my name. This Desert Traveler told me that much of her name, but she's waiting for me to do more to her before she reveals her story, I can tell. That's been another difference between boro and soft glass, as far as I can see for me-- soft glass tells me a story, but boro replaces that soulful part of torching with a different, more crystalline look. Sometimes that is good, sometimes that is not good enough, ya know?
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Ice Relic

Ice Relic

Slowly melting ice sculpture? Unintentionally broken and melted glass relic? Only the face knows, and only the face will have to tell us the story. The story will eventually come to light. A story of a spirit captured in glass? A story of an ancient soul who pushed through the envelope to make an impression, an ethereal version of that toy kids love, the one where you push your face into a block of individual soft pins that capture the contours of your face on the other side of the block?
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Owl Watches-- Totem Bead

Owl Watches-- Totem Bead

Owl sits in the tree. Owl watches for opportunity. Owl is wise that way.
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If She an AngelFaerie Be. . .

If She an AngelFaerie Be. . .

If she an angel be,
Lord, let her watch over me.

If she a faerie be,
Danu, assign her to me.

If she a blessing be,
Let her go to my friends,
Let her go to my family.

If she a sign be,
Let her go to my heart,
Let her find her way to my soul.

If she a good thing be,
Let her spread her wings and fly,
Let her sprinkle heaven's dust worldwide.
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Time Was. . .

Time Was. . .

Time was. . .

I'd be too shy to stand before you this way.

Time was. . .

I wouldn't have known to be proud of who I am.

Time was. . .

I wasn't grown yet.
But now I am.
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A Forgotten Land

A Forgotten Land

A forgotten land... imagination leads your travel to this land.
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My New Business Card Pic...

My New Business Card Pic...

...and here's what I wrote about it:
This is the picture on my new business cards. The text to the right of the picture looks pretty much like this:
Angela Greer Garren
Pouring Emotion into Glass
Mother, Sculptor, Writer
P.O. Box 28, Irvington, IL 62848
www.angelinabeadalin... words on my card, "Celebrating the Beauty of the Human Condition," get as close to a short answer as I think I'm ever going to get. Don't think I don't think about this answer each and every time I make a sculpture that isn't a mask or Buddha of some sort, either. . .because I do.
From the very first foray into sculpting the human body, I heard "Put some clothes on them nekid wimmin," snickers, and giggles accompanied by embarrassed eye rolling. Oh, and let's not forget the sideways queries about why it's women and not men in the nude that I sculpt. Alright, you asked for it, gentlemen (and make no mistake, it is usually the men who find this so intriguing):
I am a woman, and I love a man.
Everything is not about sex.
Men are gorgeous to look at, especially a nice strong pair of biceps, but I can't seem to sculpt a male figure and get anything special out of the glass.
Women's bodies have more curves, more gracefulness, and I can seem to sculpt a female figure and get something special out of the glass.
No, I am not interested in a threesome with another woman and you. . .you can fantasize about that one if you really want, but it doesn't turn my crank. Anyway, I'm a woman. My fantasies are more about well thought out, meaningful surprises and soft looks. Remember that Mars and Venus thing? We're different.
Okay, now that we've got that out of the way, let's talk seriously about nakedness and beauty and bodies and art. Once you've spent enough time on earth, you come to realize a few things. Life is about the journey. Love others for who they are, not who they might become. Nature is awe inspiring with her intricacy and universal language. The human body is beautiful in all its different shapes and variations, especially the ones that have been lived in, the ones that exude experience and wisdom and grace.

Yes, the bodies that carry the souls with so much humility and grace, those are beautiful bodies to behold. Battle scars don't have to be from bullet wounds, and hearts can be seen even when covered by layers of flesh and bone. A breast cancer survivor once asked me to make a sculpture for her. Sculpting that figure with the reconstructed breast that was smaller than the other because the woman had gained weight since her reconstruction years ago-- that was an honor. She survived, she flourished, and she lives. That's a beauty that reaches beyond the body itself.

I used to sculpt goddesses, used to be inspired by myths and religious stories, used to need to read about a goddess and try to understand her before I tried to capture her in glass. Athena, Kali, Gaia, they inspired me to reach toward their greatness and grasp it in the flame. Those were good sculptures for me, but they were another time.

Now, I sculpt the human form. Mantras and myths might come with me to the torch, but what inspires me is the form, the curve, the graceful imperfections of the human body.

Goddess inspiration comes from the strength and wisdom we percieve in the myths and legends and religions. It strengthens a bit of the soul, somehow. Ah, but the human body does even more. It is us, in all our shapes and forms, that inspires me. We live. We breathe. We laugh. We love. We cry. We hope. We are.

It is this human condition that is most beautiful to me.
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In the Sculptor's Hand

In the Sculptor's Hand

There's an irresistable urge to hold your creation as you are making it come to life, but that's just not possible with molten glass. So, I did the next best thing-- sculpted a hand holding a sculpture.
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Madonna and Child for All Seasons

Madonna and Child for All Seasons

Winter, and the Madonna and Child rise to our consciousness with all the Christmas Nativity scenes. Spring, and the Madonna and Child bring forth promise of what is to come. Summer, and the Madonna and Child bring thoughts of blessed abundance and growth. Autumn, and the Madonna and Child evoke a sense of warmth and security as we begin to bundle ourselves up against the chill of the cooler air.

Madonna and Child, scene for all seasons, hope for all times.
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Thyme to Watch over the Garden Spot

Thyme to Watch over the Garden Spot

"Thyme" for this faery to watch over the new garden spot at Grandma and Granddaddy's. Think she'll enjoy her new home, don't you?
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Dragon Energy Goddess

Dragon Energy Goddess

Serpentine, regal, pulsing with energy, this goddess of the magical reaches out to you. Feel her strength, share her energy.
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Free Flowing Energy of the Om Pendant

Free Flowing Energy of the Om Pendant

Free flowing...at least as freely flowing as I can make the boro behave so far. Energy...something about the movement captured in the waves of color and the twist of clear at the top. Om...just a literally beautiful symbol in the way the script flows. Put it all together, and I think I have a new pendant to wear :)
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HobNail HobGoblin Mask

HobNail HobGoblin Mask

Click on the pic to see all the reflections in the hobnail dots on the back of this simplified sketch of a face with a jester's crown.
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A Little Whisper in My Heart

A Little Whisper in My Heart

First try at linking a heart to a heart, same idea as those gorgeous, intricate glass chains some people make. Had to show it; I was so happy that I could make it, even if I sorely need more practice :)
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Studio Angel

Studio Angel

Chaos on my worktable finally exploded, and I had to clean it again. Look what I found-- a Studio Angel. Drawn to the flame, she hovers over your shoulder, gently guiding your hand. Drawn to the fire of creativity, she hovers over your shoulder, gently nurturing your inspirations.
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Enter the (Imperfect) Dragon

Enter the (Imperfect) Dragon

Let's see, big boy torch-check. Boro instead of soft glass-check. Might as well give off mandrel another try even though I failed miserably at it last year when I finally tried it- CHECK.

I made a tiny goddess with no head (ran out of glass because I'd only cut a single rod of clear). Then I made a sun with some funky pretty but more pink than orange Momka's glass encased in more clear. The Momka's is pretty in the middle, but I didn't make it very smooth shaped (it's lopsided as hell, and I usually like a little asymmetry). Aha, but the clear rays extending from the sun, those are sweeeeeeeeeet for a beginner. Then, I made the dragon you see in these pictures.

Yes, enter the dragon, imperfect though he may be! I did it! I broke his legs and wings at the end, but I did it! I tried! I think I'll probably save him forever, even with his broken off leg and wings that are no more. I managed to do a cold punty, which I'd never gotten the hang of doing when I tried off mandrel last year.
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Second Dragon

Second Dragon

...Sounds like a mystical kung fu designation of some sort, doesn't it? Well, this Second Imperfect Dragon was my torching fun and kiln challenge yesterday. He was super fun to attempt to create, even though the vision in my head is hardly visible in the clumsy glass interpretation. He has a crack in his jaw, and a punty spot that I forgot to fire polish. He wouldn't fit in the bead door of my kiln, so he had to be lowered from the top of the blazing hot kiln...not an easy feat for a clutz like me. So, the practicing and experimenting continues!
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Eve

Eve

Eve.
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BabyWing DragonFly Faery

BabyWing DragonFly Faery

I made this dragonfly faery before I got the new torch hooked up, so she's about a month old by now. I've been watching her flutter around the sculpture shelf all that time. I'll pick her up, start to take her picture or make her a base, and then put her down again. I like her wings. I don't like her wings. They're in proportion for her body. They're not in proportion for a dragonfly. I shouldn't have left the tweezer marks. The tweezer marks give the wings texture that's needed in the dark glass.

We're always second guessing ourselves, aren't we? Oh, I could write volumes about that, I think. Of course, those volumes would be so crampacked with convoluted ramblings that you wouldn't be able to read them, but I could write them ;)

Maybe, I'll try to write just a little about the tendency to second guess ourselves and how it can be a positive thing. How can all that back and forth, wishywashy stumbling be positive? I think if you listen to yourself when you're doing that wanna-nah, don't wanna conversation, you'll find that you aren't approaching the situation from the right direction. Maybe, you can't decide between heading North versus heading South simply because you really need to be turning East or West.
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Oh. My. Gawd. I Think I'm in Love...

Oh. My. Gawd. I Think I'm in Love...

...in love with clear borosilicate glass!! The crystal clear quality. The stiffness that helps slow me down and keeps me from melting in all the curlicues on the ends of waves. The whole thing!!
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Wonky City Art Glass

Wonky City Art Glass

Wooooooohooooooooo! I tried clear boro tubing last night! Wonky, wonky, wonky results, but I sure had fun! You already knew I'd show you, even if they were wonky, didn't ya? Of course! One of the fun things about this place is seeing what everyone is doing, watching their personal progress. It's just amazing to me to see all the different directions we take, as well as to see the zigs and zags we make on the way! I've only taken pics of this teeny, leaning tower of Illinois, but I've got a few more goofy experiments to show you. That way you can see what happens when you blow an unevenly heated tube or when you accidentally pass it all back through the flame and then try to melt all the cracks back into one mass.
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How Many Angels Would Fit on the End of a Glass Rod?

How Many Angels Would Fit on the End of a Glass Rod?

How many angels would fit on the head of a pin? I know that phrase from somewhere, but I can't even tell you its origin. For some reason, in my mind it has a connection with philosophers and the 19th century. I could look it up, I suppose. Might even do that later.

But for right now, my question to you is "How many angels would fit on the end of a glass rod?" The answer? One wobbly one when I made this angel off mandrel! I wish I could fully describe to you the differences between working with a glob of glass that is supported by a stainless steel mandrel versus working with a glob of glass that is supported by just itself. With that wire (mandrel) assisting me, I've come to the point where I blast the heat and still keep ivory soft glass from slithering off the wire and glopping onto the steel worktable. I revel in it, actually. I love it. Now, I'm trying to coax hard glass (aka boro, or borosilicate, or that pyrex stuff) to move and be shaped. I will learn this, I will.
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A Poem about the How History is Woven

A Poem about the How History is Woven

Where the Eagle Flies

Where the eagle flies, the beats of its strong wings send waves of freedom over me.
Where the eagle flies, its keen eyesight looks toward the future and telegraphs those visions of continued freedom to me.
Where the eagle flies, the pieces of history that have been woven into a flag of tattered dreams curl round me.

Those pieces of history, woven into a flag of tattered dreams,
they bring a flood of emotions to me.
They bring joy and sadness.
They bring pride and shame.
They bring hope and despair.
How can I not grasp for a tendril of that as the eagle flies over me?

Wherever you are, whatever your country, always grasp for the tendrils of life embodied in your flag. Celebrate the good, mourn the bad, and never forget that there can be both woven into the same piece of tattered fabric. A piece of fabric, as well as a piece of history, would never hold together if it had only the good threads running all in one direction or only the bad threads running all in one direction. . .it is when threads are woven into and out of one another that the fabric gains its strength.
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Amphiptere Dragon Magick

Amphiptere Dragon Magick

Born of the flame, given no name, this enchanted melding of dragon and goddess flew from my imagination...she was so easy to imagine, I knew there must already be a name and description for her. I found it this morning while googling dragons. Of the many definitions and references to amphiptere, dragon-like winged serpents, the one I found fascinating was the description at The Serene Dragon. There, amphiptere are described as guardians flying the astral plane. Ah, that is who she is-- a winged guardian traveling the astral planes.
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Laid Back Chick

Laid Back Chick

She's a laid back chick, yes, she is...and that's all I can tell you about her. She's so laid back that she really isn't concerned about anything except what is happening in this very moment.

Now, I'll bet you don't have time to be that laid back except maybe when you're on vacation! Even on vacation, you probably get to be the one in charge of the daily schedule and keeping everyone on it so no one goes home bemoaning the fact that "we went to Florida but we never even got to see the ocean".

Here it is springtime, and it's hard to not daydream about the almost nonexistent laid back chick you'd like to be, isn't it? Well, hell, why not let this Laid Back Chick be your statement to the world? Let this Laid Back Chick say it for you-- YOU MAY THINK I'M JUST A BORING, RESPONSIBLE ADULT BUT THERE'S MORE TO ME THAN WHAT MEETS THE EYE ;-)
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Gimme Five Minutes. . .

Gimme Five Minutes. . .

Just gimme five minutes,okay? I'm almost ready, just gotta throw on a pair of jeans and grab a t-shirt. Don't need curling irons, don't need makeup, don't need to do anything but just wakeup. Grab keys off the counter, slip on sandals, head off to the lake. . . summertime!

Gimme Five Minutes was torched/sculpted, annealed, cleaned, and put together by me in my southern Illinois studio, where faded jeans, a t-shirt, and anything but sandals is considered perfect attire! Can't wear the sandals around globs of glass, ya know ;)
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SkinnyDipping

SkinnyDipping

SkinnyDipping...didja ever? Not me, too shy and can't swim very well. Still, doesn't it just sound like the perfect way to spend a lazy summer afternoon?
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State of Grace

State of Grace

She stands in a state of grace, this figure. May she bring a bit of grace to you as you gaze upon her.
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Butterfly Garden in Midlife

Butterfly Garden in Midlife

When I was a child, I loved to draw butterflies. Some things we leave behind as we grow, though, and butterflies were one of the things I left behind. Sometimes, because we have left them behind, we think they were meant only for childhood. We see them here, see them there, give a slight nod of acknowledgment, and go on our merry grownup way. Butterflies. Now that midlife is staring me in the face, butterflies once again seem welcome symbols of metamorphosis instead of just cutesy doodles on teenybopper notebooks. Butterflies. Hmmm, maybe this midlife acquired layer of cushioning could be looked upon as my cocoon, and the butterfly waiting to emerge will slowly unfurl tiny tips of wings each year as the me of midlife is ready to emerge. . .well, you never know what is going to inspire you, do you?

This Butterfly Garden was torched/sculpted, annealed, cleaned, and put together by me in my southern Illinois studio, where glass melting lures me away from the treadmill and walks, where a sweet tooth usually tempts me between torching sculptures...well, ya know, I had to be honest about it!
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Simple. Sculpted. Satisfaction.

Simple. Sculpted. Satisfaction.

Simple.
Sculpted.
Satisfa... Saturday. Kids are home. Cousins are coming. Summer morning after storms. Oxy tank is empty. Won't torch today. This is my sculpting fix for the day.

She's a good fix, too. I really like how the minimal lines suggest a figure so alive. Sometimes, I can hit just the right mark on the "less is more" continuum. For me, she is there. Everyone has their own sensibilities, of course. Some may look at her and say, "Why no head?" or "What happened to the arms?" I look at her and think, "Femininity. Simplicity."

The subjectivity involved in your reactions to any particular piece of art is another reason I love to hear from people who've bought one of my sculptures. I don't want you to buy something that doesn't speak to you. Even during a slow stretch, even though I may be thinking about the selling part of this business since that is reality, what truly makes my soul satisfied is to hear someone say, "That one speaks to me. Send her home." There is no better feeling for an artist.

Yes, I call myself an artist. That's another subjective term, but "artist" is what I feel when I create a satisfying sculpture. You can't just be an artist when things go your way, though. You have to be an artist all the time, through the ugly and the so-so and the what-the-hell-is-that's. It satisfies my soul, and that deep connection is what makes it art for me.
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Faerie Alighting on a Branch

Faerie Alighting on a Branch

She hovers lightly next to the branch, beckoning you to come closer and talk to her.
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What Goes on in the Mind of a Woman

What Goes on in the Mind of a Woman

What does go on in the mind of a woman? Oh, chances are, you'll never know half of it...I think it's really true that women tend to see more of the big picture, tend to spend more thought on connecting various thoughts, tend to have many different thoughts all swirling together at the same time while still staying individually defined. What goes on in the mind of a woman? Maybe the most that you can know is simply that beneath a peaceful, contemplative face such as this one, there lie many thoughts.
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A Moment of Silent Contemplation

A Moment of Silent Contemplation

In a moment of silent contemplation, she stands before you.

I torched, annealed, cleaned, and put together this glass sculpture in my southern Illinois studio, but I'll be darn if I can tell you what she'd contemplating. Aren't we all that way sometimes, though? Silently contemplating life. . .could be good, could be bad, could be happy, could be sad. We stand with our heads bowed, thinking "where do I go from here?" It never seems to be a waste of time, either, does it? That's why I like this one-- she seems to know some secrets that I could discover, too, if I only stood still long enough to contemplate them.
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Only Little Once Mother and Child Statue

Only Little Once Mother and Child Statue

They're only little once. She sighs as she looks back over the years, remembering the scent of a baby after the nighttime bath, remembering the feel of pudgy arms and legs wrapping themselves around her, remembering the sound of a baby's first giggles.

They're only little once.
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Peas on Earth...and a Walk in the Yard

Peas on Earth...and a Walk in the Yard

It's so beautiful here today! I got distracted by all of nature's unsung delicacies after taking just one picture of this goddess. . .I will include more of her later, but for now, I had to share the wonder of a spring morning!
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Look, Mom, I'm Almost as Tall as You

Look, Mom, I'm Almost as Tall as You

My son comes up to me, not with arms outstretched to be picked up like he did when he was a baby, but with arms ready to hug and a body stretched just as tall as he can make it. He says proudly, "Look, Mom, I'm almost as tall as you." I smile at this because it seems only seven days ago that he was a toddler grabbing my knees. I know it will feel as if only seven months have passed by the time he stands towering over my head and says, "Look, Mom, I'm waaaaay taller than you." I hug my almost seven year old tightly and let him believe that he is indeed almost as tall as Mom.
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Sitting in the Springtime Sun

Sitting in the Springtime Sun


She's just sitting in the springtime sun, reading a good book until it's all done. She wraps a thin soft blanket over one shoulder to ward off the slight chill of those springtime breezes. She listens to the cardinals chick-chicking in the maple tree. She waits with her head aside and her eyes glancing out of the corners, hoping to see that mama cardinal land on the bird feeder two feet away.
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Recycled Shades of a Grecian Sundial

Recycled Shades of a Grecian Sundial

She kept whispering to me as I sculpted her, "Melt in the lines, melt in the lines". She's an elegant woman with a Grecian turn, minimalistic and elegant with a trio of bold swirls to stand in for hair and gown. "Melt in the lines, Ang, melt in the lines. . . and then find me a sundial, for I feel like basking in the gloriously warm midday sun." How could I refuse? I hunted through me stash of tiles, chipped a piece or two of slate, and still it wasn't quite the thing. That's when I remembered the broken clay flowerpot that I could recycle and turn into the semblance of a sundial. Ah, now she's happy in all her glory!
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On the Rocks, aka A Pretty Mistake

On the Rocks, aka A Pretty Mistake

I called her A Pretty Mistake when I listed her for sale yesterday. She really is so pretty, but she really didn't turn out the way I wanted...ah, but she's already arrived at her new home and informed her owner of her real name-- On the Rocks. She is now sitting in a nice groove in a rock garden, and I am so glad she's already settled her behind into the perfect spot for her :)
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While His Guitar Gently Weeps...

While His Guitar Gently Weeps...

Morning after the concert, tousled hair, scruffy face, and worn blue jeans. The rock star sits on the edge of the bed, playing his guitar.
Morning after the concert, soft blue eyes, dreamy smile, and where did she leave her blue jeans? She steps out of the shower, drapes the towel over one shoulder, and listens quietly while his guitar gently weeps. . .
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Magical Faery Gifts for You

Magical Faery Gifts for You

I showed Katie this faery last night, and both of the boys even turned toward her and said, "Ooooh, that's pretty!" How's that for magical? I'll let her whisper her story to you when you get her, because I think she has many magical stories tucked inside that gift bottle she's holding.

This faery sculpture was torched, annealed, cleaned, and joined to what felt like a bazillion seed beads when I was completing it here in my southern Illinois studio! The glass faery torso is made of dark ivory Effetre glass sculpted to show her wings and her faery bottle. The torso is epoxied to eight copper wires filled with an assortment of seed beads. She stands alone, and you can also gently adjust the coils of seed beads if you'd like. The entire sculpture is approximately 5" tall, with her approximately 4" diameter being adjustable.
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Woodland Warrior Queen

Woodland Warrior Queen

The WoodLand Warrior Queen stands upon her throne, protected by the hollow log, yet able to see afar. She waits quietly for battles that might begin, but she has no fear. She has many years and many triumphs behind her, and she has the marks to prove it.
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Womanly Stature

Womanly Stature

Sculpted woman.
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Anticipation

Anticipation

Anticipation. . .

Do you remember it? Those last few days when the waiting occupies all your mind? Those last few days when a peaceful acceptance of all things about to change descends upon your world?

Give this elegant memento of those days to a mother-to-be for a shower gift, or give it to your own mom with along with a "thank you for carrying me then and now" letter.
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Let Your Soul Fly Faerie Statue

Let Your Soul Fly Faerie Statue

Let her take your mind in her hand,
Let her cradle your heart within hers,
Let her show your soul how to fly.

This Faerie's mission is that of soul pilot, giving lessons to those who would believe, giving comfort to those who might not believe but have been touched by the need for whimsy.
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Winged Protectress of the Garden

Winged Protectress of the Garden

The Winged Protectress of the Garden stands atop her throne, er, recycled soda bottle. She probably won't scare away any hungry bunny rabbits trying to nibble on the fresh lettuce, and it's doubtful that any deer will change their mind about snacking in your garden because they see her. . . but you never know! It seems to me that she would make a cool storage bottle for odds and ends you might need in the garden or for tiny pebbles you find or maybe just fill the bottle with colored water and watch the sunlight play in it.
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Don't Argue with Mother Nature...

Don't Argue with Mother Nature...

If Mother Nature wants you to turn that cool piece of branch upside down, then maybe you ought to do it. . . Turns out, she was right about this piece of branch. I thought it looked good the other way, but when I turned it "upside down" I discovered that it sets firmly on the cut off pieces. In fact, I kinda like the way Mother Nature balances herself atop her fallen log, leaning back just a tad, as if she were walking across a tree that had fallen across a creek. If you've ever done that yourself, you know the feeling of confidence that will take you to the other side of the creek with nary a drop of water touching your dry feet. It isn't until you've experienced the wobble that did end with you in the creek that you realize the zen-like feeling of the successful tread!
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Guardian of the Light of the Soul

Guardian of the Light of the Soul

Guardian of the light of the soul, comforter of the heart, nurturer of the ever-developing mind. . . she stands ready to help when needed. In fact, if you glance out of the corner of your eye during a quiet moment of soul-searching, you may find it feels that she is helping without being asked.
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Why I Sculpt the Female Form

Why I Sculpt the Female Form

The short answer is women are more fun to sculpt.

Men are nice to observe. I never saw a pair of biceps in a plain white t-shirt that didnt appeal to me, for that seems to be masculinity boiled down to a t for me. Voices, too. Its nice to listen to deep voices. Yes, men are nice to observe, and if my husband decided to splurge on my art and hire a male model for me to sculpt, Id force myself to endure the ordeal, Im sure.

Yes, men are nice to observe, but women are more fun to sculpt.

Warning, if you have a Y chromosome, let me save you some trouble before you keep reading in hopes of hearing sordid tales and lurid fantasies. . . I dont sculpt women for sexual reasons.

It took me a months of sly remarks from male friends to figure this out, but the reason I sculpt women is spiritual. Yes, Im serious. Ive read books about goddesses, and Ive chanted mantras from a book about Hindu goddesses. Im a skeptic about all organized religion, about anything involving higher powers and spirits we cannot quantify with science, but Im also one of those people who needs spirituality. What a quandary, huh? My solution is to enjoy reading about religions and cultures who worship goddesses (and gods for that matter, but its usually the goddesses who attract my attention) and then use that information for inspiration when Im melting glass. Lately, Ive been thinking about why I choose the goddesses. Its the whole idea of empowering females, giving women confidence. I dont ask for women to be superior to men, thats not it. What I ask is for all women to feel they are equal in value to the world.

Sculpting a graceful, beautiful, powerful female imparts some of that grace, beauty, and power to me as I form itand I hope it does the same thing for you as you look at it or hold it. What more reason would I want for sculpting?
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Self Confidence.  Wear It.

Self Confidence. Wear It.

Self confidence.

She has it, and so do you. It's not about actual shape. It's about confidently wearing the shape you have. Would you go back to being twenty just to have the shape of youth once more? Not me, not on your life! I'd rather be the squished and dumpy forty-something funhouse mirror image of this figure than be twenty again. Know why? Self confidence. I have it now, and I didn't have it then.It's amazing to me when I think about how much sculpting all these figures adds to my own self-confidence. Used to, I would've been too self-conscious of what I felt was "lacking" in my own body to want to draw attention to another "better" body style by sculpting it. Now, I realize that beauty in different forms is just that, beauty-- not a threat.

Self confidence.
Wear it.
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Heart of the Matter

Heart of the Matter

For anyone who has been watching my glass creations for a long time, you might remember that I love stringer work (decorating the glass by melting in very thin rods of glass in lines, swirls, even writing words) almost as much as sculpting molten glass.

Lately, the sculpting has taken the form of pure form, if that makes any sense, and adding doodads or swirls or words seems to take away from the pure form. Ah, but hard as I'm trying lately to really distill my pieces down to the nitty gritty, sometimes the stringer bug bites me hard. Not hard enough to make me stop sculpting these figures and makes stringer beads all day, but hard enough to get my attention. Instead of swatting away the stringer "bug," I let loose with an upward cascade (is it possible for a cascade to fall upward?) of stringer on this lady's leg.

I think if you look near the top of the stringer scrolls, close to the center of her torso, you might see why I'm calling her "Heart of the Matter". . . a subtle curve to the left, met by another subtle curve to the right, and there's a heart.

The Heart of the Matter is that you have to follow your heart. Follow your heart in little matters like deciding whether or not to add embellishment to a classic torso, because it's only glass and life is too short to not follow your heart when there is nothing to be lost and no one to be hurt if you do it. Follow your heart in bigger matters like deciding whether or not to let yourself be an artist, because it's only time and life is too short to not follow your heart when there is nothing to be lost, no one to be hurt, and everything to be gained if you do it.

P.S. Following your heart just might be a good policy for lots of things in life, don't ya think? Let your heart whisper to you today.
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Sing a Song of the Woodland

Sing a Song of the Woodland

Sing a Song of the Woodland for I Am and Always Will Be in Your Heart...
Sing a song of the woodland, for I am your mother, and I will always be in your heart. You may travel to the cities, but the sounds of leaves rustling in a breeze will accompany you in your heart. You may close your eyes to the trees because you see only the corruption of the long ago forest, but somewhere near you there is a tree that watches over your world. You may choose to live upon the desert, but in the mornings as the sun rises, you will remember the look of sunlight and shadows dappling the forest floor. Look around, and find me. . . and sing me the song that lives in your heart.
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Red Bud Goddess under the Maple Trees

Red Bud Goddess under the Maple Trees

She looks around the forest, nodding to the wispy leaved newly awakened willows at the edge of the pond, gently whispering to the maples that their reddish clusters of opening buds are a welcome sign, searching for the lavendar buds of her own kind. Ah, the forsythia and dogwoods are awakening, surely the red buds must not be far behind in their spring schedule!
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Buddha Meditating under the Tree

Buddha Meditating under the Tree

You know, I think it's hard to imagine Buddha meditating inside a photo cube, so I am so grateful that spring has arrived. . . oh, the pictures I can take (or attempt to take) now!
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Oh, Honey!  She Got Attitude!

Oh, Honey! She Got Attitude!

Oh, Honey,
I'm smilin',
but you see
my hands on my hips?

Oh, Honey,
I sure hope
for your sake
that ain't no lie
crossin' your lips!

Oh, Honey, you don't wanna go there, do ya? I mean, seriously, can't you tell this is not a good time to be messing with this mama? Maybe you need her to stand guard at your desk or workspace, just to let everyone know without a doubt that you mean business. . .some people still won't get the idea, but you'll at least get the satisfaction of knowing that others have been enlightened!

I don't know where her attitude came from, but it's there, honey. Heehee, okay, so maybe, just maybe, I have an idea how she might have wound up with a smartass/bossy attitude ;)
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The Astral Traveler Transcends Worlds

The Astral Traveler Transcends Worlds

As dusk approaches, she makes her way to other planes. Other times, other places, she goes in search of familiar souls.

Half remaining in our sight, half melting into the vision of others, she stands upon the threshold of many worlds.

Then she journeys, to return when she has found what was sought.
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Wild Weekend Damn That Was FUN!

Wild Weekend Damn That Was FUN!

Uh, huh. You thought what happened in ______(insert your favorite sin city here) stayed in ______, didn't you? Looks like your secret is out, but it was pretty much worth it, wasn't it? It's a shame you couldn't call your best friend for bail money, though since he/she was sitting right beside you in the cell sighing, "Damn, that was FUN!"

These fine friendship memories will linger with you both forever, but just in case one of you would also like the pleasure of making nosy people wonder just what you did in your wilder days, why not get this Wild Weekend sculpture as a little token of those days? Really, how can ya resist that raised eyebrow?
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A Little Sliver of the Moon

A Little Sliver of the Moon

Magical is the moon. Shows her gentle spirit in many places, sometimes even in the soft expressions in our own faces. Magical is she, she who from thousands of miles away can lean down and softly whisper in your ear. Magical is she, she who from the other side of night can send her soothing touch to a piece of glass forming in daylight. Magical is she. . . and here is a little sliver of her being, a piece of glass transformed by her spirit.
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Nosy Cat Not 4 Sale

Nosy Cat Not 4 Sale

This is Abundant Flora Spirit Peeking from the Leaves, but I just had to include this picture as the main one when I listed it on Etsy. This cat of ours lets my daughter haul her around like a floppy baby doll, but does she let me snuggle her? No, not unless I'm trying to do something else. Then, the cat urgently needs my attention. I couldn't snap the picture of her when she had her nose up to the sculpture because she was wound so snugly between me, the glass, and the camera strap. As soon as I untangled myself, I took the pic :)
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The Liminal Point Astral Traveler

The Liminal Point Astral Traveler

The liminal space or point is the place where the boundaries of different planes collide or connect, and these are the places of folklore and shamanistic expression, the places where those with the power to move between planes enter and exit those planes. . . and that was what I was thinking about as I torched and sculpted this Astral Traveler. Thinking about those liminal places, those places such a springs and caves and other such spots where worlds collide. Thinking about the flow of water associated in some way with almost every one of the places mentioned in the books I was reading at the time. Thinking about the swirling, tangled waves of time and space a traveler must navigate. Thinking about the movement of the soul and how the body must feel to be joined once more to the free-flowing spirit when it returns.
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Finding the Center, a Labyrinthine Journey to the Cross

Finding the Center, a Labyrinthine Journey to the Cross

Filled with symbolism for Christians, this combination of a three-dimensional labyrinth leading to a crucifix in the center shows the path to finding your center. Remember, I do not belong to any particular religion, so I don't attempt to speak for any religion...but I do think that the "Tree of Life" inscription I added on the back of the cross is an apt description for those who follow the Carpenter. Finding him is often a labyrinthine journey, never straight to the point as that would be too easy, but instead winding through life with plenty of time to experience and learn. Whatever you find at your center, I wish you joy in the journey!
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The Wayward Spirit of the Rock

The Wayward Spirit of the Rock

Wayward Spirit of the Rock

We found her fossil rock, Mother and I, one late winter afternoon. On the verge of spring, we were looking at one of Mother's bigger flower gardens, talking about where she might put the dahlias this year, bending down occasionally to sift through the pebbles and rocks covering the pathways. Eventually, of course, the treasure hunt for pretty and unusual rocks among the pebbles takes over the conversation.

When I return home, I find myself thinking about the spirit in this fossil, wondering what he or she looks like if you're allowed to catch a glimpse. It's fascinating, this idea that every rock, every plant, all of it, they have their own elemental spirit within. An elemental akin to the faeries and pixies but not quite the same. . . and here is the sweet and delicate but wayward spirit who came out of the flame when I thought of this rock. Yes, she is wayward. No, the photo is not askew. I kept moving her while the epoxy that fastens her to the fossil dried. I would stand her up straight, she would lean. I would prop her up, once wedged between the kitchen wall and the handle of the coffee pot. . .she would lean.

Finally, I got her message. All is not as you think it should be. All is the way it should be. I was trying to set her in a stone, but what I was really doing was trying to follow what's set in stone-- keep the figure standing straight or laying down, but not leaning awkwardly. Ha! There is nothing awkward about her! She is standing as she wishes, a spirit hovering near her rock, a spirit flowing and moving with the waves of nature and time.
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The Water Sprite's Adventure

The Water Sprite's Adventure

When no one is looking, the water sprites come out to play in the aquarium. Peering into those little castles with the moving draw bridges, they sometimes play a game to see who can race across the bridge before it closes. When the fish gather closer to watch the game, the water sprites invite them to play, too. Oh, the fish love the fun spirit of the water sprites, love them so much that even the skittish ones will let a water sprite ride upon their backs. . .and thus began this tiny sprite's water adventure!
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Capricorn, Sagittarius, Virgo, & Scorpio Zodiac Set

Capricorn, Sagittarius, Virgo, & Scorpio Zodiac Set

Once upon a time, I had an idea for an elaborate Zodiac sculpture with a Sun/Moon center surrounded by the astrological signs. Um, never happened. I got stymied by how to make Libra's scales look as neat as the other pieces. So, here are four beads that I'll be selling as a set in my Etsy shop. The Scorpio has to be my favorite. I love the way the scorpion looks carved in relief, the way it wraps around the bead.
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Soft Subtle Flight of the Geisha Butterfly

Soft Subtle Flight of the Geisha Butterfly

Resting for a moment, the Geisha Butterfly gently drops her wings around her body as if to robe herself. She has been floating in imagination for so long, lighting here and there, whispering to the flowers in the moonlight season after season. Ever youthful, even as the years have flown, she graces the garden of moonlight anew each evening.
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A Tree Spirit for Ms. MonkeyLips

A Tree Spirit for Ms. MonkeyLips

Well, the name is fairly unusual, isn't it? Tree spirit? Whoever heard of such a thing...just kidding. Ms. MonkeyLips is a very nice person who happens to have an outrageously funny online avatar. It's a closeup "portrait" of a funny monkey who is smiling and wearing lipstick. Anyway, I'll see if I can figure out how to load that pic, but in the meantime,this is a tree spirit I made as a gift for Ms. MonkeyLips.
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Gazing into the Fairy Pool

Gazing into the Fairy Pool

Rainy, gray morning. Fairy pools forming everywhere in the yard. Starlings stealing kernels of corn off an unshelled cob that fell off the porch. Robins bobbing across the front lawn in search of juicy worms. Highest branches in the maple trees, covered in buds, swaying in the spring wind.

I tiptoe out the door, camera in hand, looking for a special picture to capture the moment.
Found her, gazing into the fairy pool.

May your day be magical, too. Peace, Ang
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Offerings

Offerings

Crow caws loudly from one of those winter-bare trees, wondering what I'm doing looking his way... I am merely scanning the horizon, enjoying the feel of warmth and blooms to come, enjoying the offerings of sunlight and and sound.
While the kiddos gave the feline queen of the deck her due admiration, I was drilling a hole in a small piece of slate to make a display stand for this dark ivory glass sculpture, Offerings. Finished with that task, I carried the sculpture outdoors to take a picture or two.

I'm not sure that my picture taking session met with approval from the noisy, nosy couple of crows who've been roosting in the line of trees that follows the railroad tracks. I could hear them chattering and cawing every time I moved to a different spot to try to take the pictures. Hmm, they make me think of the nosy little old ladies who used to listen to our conversations on the telephone party line years ago. Every once in a while, one of them would forget that it wasn't her conversation and jump in with her opinion on the matter of discussion :)
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Blessings of Mother Nature

Blessings of Mother Nature

Already the blessings of spring begin.
Sun rises a bit higher in the midday sky.
Buds begin to form at the tips of maple branches.

Tiny miracles, each one.
Remind me that Mother Nature has not left us alone.

Blessings,
already being scattered across my backyard.
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Born to Fly

Born to Fly

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Into the Mirror

Into the Mirror

Who do you see when you look in the mirror? a youth, filled with enthusiasm for all adventures? a woman, glad to have matured into self-confidence and self-acceptance? a self-confident elder who extends that acceptance to all in her realm? Looking past the image revealed in the mirror, looking deeper into the soul, I hope to see all three mingled in myself. . .
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Gourd Drum Woman, Hear Her Rhythm

Gourd Drum Woman, Hear Her Rhythm


Gourd Drum Woman walks the land through the seasons, beating a rhythm on her gourd, speaking to the plants and animals with each pulsation. She travels by daylight, dawn, dusk, and night. Hers is the soft tread of a gentle mother in the middle of the night, the bold stride of a protective mother as the storm approaches, all the while accompanied by the cadence of her gourd drum. She winks at the chattering squirrels, whistles with the songbirds, trades secrets with the coyote. She strokes the velvet moss, gently bends the briars as she passes among the thicket's growth, blows a kiss to the first daffodil. Gourd Drum Woman, Hear Her Rhythm.
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Bes

Bes

Bes is a funny little Egyptian god. Look at a carving of him and his squatty body topped with big round-cheeked face, and you can't help but laugh. He's also funny in the hard to figure out sense. Is he good or bad? Helpful or mischievous?

Isis and scarabs always distract me when I look up Egyptian art and artifacts. Bes, I glance at, smile, and continue browsing. Somewhere along the way, I got the idea that he was more of a cute devil than a devilish cutie. . . so I'd leave him alone and go torch a scarab or an Isis or maybe even an ankh.

Yesterday, I stopped and read this caption under Bes' picture in a children's book, Gods and Goddesses of Ancient Egypt by Leon Ashworth:

"Another god who protected women was the cheerful little god of the home, Bes. He watched over women in childbirth and kept the family safe from evil spirits, snakes, scorpions, and other harmful creatures."

That was enough to convince me that I needed to sculpt a Bes bead. I'll be putting him in my Etsy shop, but I just might have to make another one just for me. . . who couldn't use a cheerful little reminder that someone is watching over their household?
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Winged Isis Goddess Bead

Winged Isis Goddess Bead

Isis. I'd write more, except my brain is in smartass/funky gear today, and when I started writing about Isis in my blog I quickly ran off on a tangent about Wonder Woman!? Remember her? Now, I keep trying to remember what she said when she transformed. Didn't she say something about the powers of Isis? Told ya I was off on a tangent, huh? Anyway, this bead is a great one to hold, and I think it would make an awesome pendant. Catch ya later, I'm off to torch...or maybe a quick google of Isis and Wonder Woman. . .
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T.B. Bitchalina (Adult Attitude)

T.B. Bitchalina (Adult Attitude)

Sweet and Lovely Total Bitch Fancy Bitchalina

"Well, she's a total bitch, if you ask me." Uh-huh, you might not have said it, but you've thought it about someone, sometime or another, right?

Aren't you glad you've reached the stage in your life where you can be that total bitch if and when you need to get things done and set a few people straight. . . and smile to yourself because you handled the situation? You go, girl, and you need a Bitchalina setting on your desk to remind you of the perks of being a real grownup :)
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MOON DANCE  3/15/08

MOON DANCE 3/15/08

Happy moon face likes to dance!
Come join him for a little moonwalk across the dance floor :)
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BirdWoman the ShapeShifter 3/15/08

BirdWoman the ShapeShifter 3/15/08

Some say shamanistic cultures have been with us since humankind could communicate with one another. I'm just beginning to read The Quest for the Shaman by Miranda and Stephen Aldhouse-Green. Whether or not you like the word "shaman," the concept of someone who intercedes with the spirit world and uses this to heal others is a fascinating one. In some cultures, these chosen ones shift from human to another form of being, often to that of the spirit that will guide them in the astral world.

BirdWoman the ShapeShifter comes from all the things I've read about different cultures, from Egyptian to Tibetan to South Americans. She could be called a composite, but for me, she is simply who she is. . . a woman who can commune with the birds, learning from owl's wisdom, sharing longevity secrets with the cranes, singing with the songbirds.
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A Cross for Easter Week 3/17/08

A Cross for Easter Week 3/17/08

A reminder of the greatest gift given to Christians.
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Essence, the unfinished sculpture 3/18/08

Essence, the unfinished sculpture 3/18/08

This is Essence. Shes not all there physically, but she is really all there and then some when it comes to the essence of beautiful strength. She evokes so much feeling when I look at her, even though Im the one who helped her out of the flame yesterday.

She is one of those pieces of sculpting that is boiled down to the essence of an idea, and I am so happy with the curve of her calf, the rounded back of her thigh, and the movement of her shape. She is why I will go back to the torch, even though today at the torch was less than inspirational.

Its the excitement of potential that draws an artist to the flame in the face of certain failure, ya know.
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Grandmother Earth, Nunkui, and Her Guiding Souls

Grandmother Earth, Nunkui, and Her Guiding Souls

Nunkui, or Grandmother Earth, is one spirit revered by the Shuar of the Amazon rainforest. Nunkui is the spirit of the Earth, and I envisioned her as a warm and soulful grandmother face surrounded by animals. This is my necklace featuring Nunkui and some guiding souls-- the owl for wisdom, the fish for the water and plenty, and the frog who happily inhabits water and trees in the rainforest. I don't often wear jewelry, but I am a glass artist who needs a bio picture for a gallery...and I figured maybe, just maybe, I ought to make a piece of my own to wear in the picture :) You know what? I bought a green shirt and a soft blue cotton sweater to wear with the necklace, and now here I sit in a coffee shop wearing "real" clothes and a pretty cool necklace. Hmmmm, I think maybe I should start getting used to wearing jewelry. . . naaaaaaah, dressing up once in a blue moon is fun, but I'd rather wear old t-shirts, holey jeans, and sit in front of a really hot torch :)
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3/26/08 Kiss This Bitchalina

3/26/08 Kiss This Bitchalina

Ever want to tell somebody to just "Kiss This"? She does it for you, in a lovely way! This is a custom Bitchalina, the "T" on her booty is the new owner's first initial.
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You Are the Biggest Part of My Heart

You Are the Biggest Part of My Heart

How could I know how my heart would grow throughout the years, and how could I know I would learn to make it stretch to cover so many friends and children and family members? How could I know that any one person would eventually become so much a part of me as to become more than half of my heart? How could I know for sure at the beginning that person would be you? Well, I hoped and I leaped and it happened in slow motion. . .and now I want to thank you for your love. You are the biggest part of my heart!
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ReDefinia    Goddess of Scrap Heap Possibilities

ReDefinia Goddess of Scrap Heap Possibilities

"Reduce, Recycle, Re-Use" Working on the first two, but the last one is really my favorite! Reducing consumption of energy and materials makes sense for the future, but doesn't do anything about all the "stuff" we already have. Recycling is great for commonplace items like newspapers, soda cans, paperboard packaging, etc, but it still requires the use of more energy. Re-using, though, that's my thing! The energy and materials have already been expended to make something. . . if you can re-use it instead of throwing it away or even recycling, you have conserved energy and kept something from a landfill. Not to mention that re-using is like a treasure hunt! Find it, RE-DEFINE it, and you've done a good thing! And, that's where this new goddess' name comes from: redefining--> ReDefinia. Hope you like her and her message!
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What My Heart Can Be

What My Heart Can Be

I was whole, the entire time I was waiting for you. My heart, though, that's another story. It was only half what it can be.

Sometimes, that's all you need to say. No dramatic descriptions of what was or wasn't missing in your life before your love came along. No waxing poetic about moonlit walks. No dedications of the Pina Colada song. Just a simple statement-- you make my heart feel complete.
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Lucky Peach

Lucky Peach

Lucky Peach takes its inspiration from Chinese symbols of longevity. Shou Lao, the Chinese god who serves as president of the heavenly administration, determines each person's lifespan. In honor of his hold on longevity, he is worshipped as part of birthday celebrations. You'll see him depicted as smiling and holding a peach, accompanied by a long-lived crane or tortoise. The Chinese symbols for longevity include the Shou, as well as a few more. When the Shou symbol is carved onto a peach, it represents a long marriage. I chose to combine the peach with one of those other longevity symbols to make my Lucky Peach. . . I think any way you look at it, longevity and a sweet peach have to be lucky :)
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Live Long, Live Well, Mystical Woman with Stories to Tell

Live Long, Live Well, Mystical Woman with Stories to Tell

Live long. That's the Chinese symbol for longevity on her back. Live well. That's the attitude she carries with her wherever she goes. She knows life is precious, knows what she values, knows how she wishes to spend her time and energy. She is past the point of needing to do what is expected of her, past the point of needing your approval, past the point of not being able to admit when she's made a mistake. She lives wholeheartedly, lives for the moment, lives for the journey. She may be you, she may be me, or she may be who we want to be. . .but what she is, that's longevity at its best, and it is not merely a matter of living many years. It is a matter of living those years well, living them with many stories to tell.
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Flora's Passion for Spring

Flora's Passion for Spring

Can you feel it yet? The pulsing of life as the earth gets ready for spring? Flora is gathering her energy, preparing her kind to burst forth with buds and blooms. This Flora waits to hold your tiny treasures from outdoors, one of the first blooms or a bit of broken branch with buds.
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Dagger of Amphitrite Rescued from the Sea of My Imagination

Dagger of Amphitrite Rescued from the Sea of My Imagination

Poseidon pursued Amphitrite. Sea goddess that she was, she still denied Poseidon until a dolphin interceded for him. Amphitrite decided to marry the rumbling God of the Sea, and she bore him a son, Triton. Poseidon, Triton, powerful gods of the ocean. . .who hasn't heard of them? But Amphitrite, who was Queen of the Ocean, do you remember her? Me, either, until now. In my imagination, she is a lovely mermaid who ages gracefully over the centuries. In my imagination, she long ago tired of the duties of royalty, instead preferring to spend her days roaming the floor of the ocean, conversing with the undersea creatures and happily looking for sunken treasure. In my imagination, she carries in her armband this mermaid dagger for prising open sunken jewel boxes and safes from the Titanic. In my imagination, she happily holds up the treasures she finds, sighing and then contently laying them upon the shelf of a reef where the sunlight reaching into the depths will on occasion make them sparkle.
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Godiva Trinket and Treasure Holder

Godiva Trinket and Treasure Holder

Godiva with your lovely long hair, please hide my trinkets and tiny treasures. Godiva with your lovely long hair, please keep my secrets and protect my dreams.
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Nu Wa, Mother of Creation

Nu Wa, Mother of Creation

Nu Wa, ancient Chinese goddess, made a miniature sculpture of herself to place upon the Earth amidst her other creations, the mountains and trees. The tiny sculpture came to life and called Nu Wa "Mother." Nu Wa quickly made more of the tiny lifeforms, taking care to create an equal number of males and females so they could create more of their own kind. . . and so the Mother of creation also become known as the goddess of marriage and matchmaking. She is shown here with miniature snail shells decorating her hair. According to the children's book Goddess A World of Myth and Magic by Burleigh Muten, Nu Wa's sacred animal is the snail. I can only guess for now, but I imagine the spiral of the snail's shell endears this animal to the Mother of Creation.
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Cascade of Spirits: Industrial GlassFall

Cascade of Spirits: Industrial GlassFall

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I don't know the words for this yet. I know the visceral feelings, and they have to do with the way our life as humanity has evolved since the Industrial Revolution and how that continuous flow of souls around and through technology is changing as the Information Age seems to make big metal machinery a thing of our past.
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Downbound Train

Downbound Train

Listen, can you hear Springsteen's gravelly voice singing the haunting refrain? "Don't you feel like a rider on a downbound train. . ." As I was melting this piece of glass, Springsteen was singing "She just said, Joe, I gotta go. We had it once, we ain't got it anymore. She packed her bags, left me behind. . ." **sigh** How can you not feel the melancholy emotion in that song? "Last night, I heard your voice. You were crying, crying, so alone. You said your love had never died. You were waiting for me at home.. .I ran til I thought my chest would explode... then I fell to my knees on my head and cried. . ." Fall deep into that despair, and it might take you a while to climb back out. That's what's cool about melting glass, though. You can let yourself fall deep into a song or a thought or an image, torch it, and then bring yourself back to real life.
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Metamorphosis:  Wings Unfurl

Metamorphosis: Wings Unfurl

Heaven, Lord, Mother, Whoever Is on My Watch Today, please let me look at this and see the reminder that it is. Wings unfurl slowly and gently on a human soul because we grow in increments. We do not wake up one morning and say, "That's it, I'm now perfect. Thank goodness that task is done." No, hard as it is to accept, only omnipotent beings attain instant perfection. . .and I am only human. This is a gift, though, and I have only to look closely to realize what a wondrous gift it is. The gift is this: I am free to treat each day, each week, each season, each year, as a new beginning, as yet another opportunity to begin unfurling the wings of my soul and grow some more. I am free to let those wings unfurl gently, warming in the sun, testing the breeze, retreating when necessary to gather strength for a longer flight. I am free to choose my path of flight, free to experience the world with wings newly unfurled.
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Pashmina, the Chess Queen

Pashmina, the Chess Queen


She's warm.
She's caressable.
She's an heirloom in the making.
Pashmina, the Chess Queen.

This is definitely a chess piece, gotta be the ivory queen because she's so powerful and feminine at the same time. She's got an incredible texture, thanks to the properties of dark ivory Effetre glass. She's got attitude, too, thanks to me (but you already knew that, didn't ya?).
The name Pashmina comes from the Christmas present from my sister, a pashmina shawl that is soooooo caressable, soooooo warm, soooooo durable. . . and I think this particular "Pashmina" reflects many of those traits in her face.
I've been thinking about all sorts of ideas this week while I was away from the torch, and this is one of them-- instead of making an entire chess set in one fell swoop, why not make a series of extraordinary glass queens who can replace their ordinary chess piece counterparts? Each one will be a collectible, but in a very usable way. Your own signature chess piece, how's that for cool on the board?
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Gaia. . .Under the Warmth of the Morning Sun

Gaia. . .Under the Warmth of the Morning Sun

Frosty morning, sunny morning. Gaia rises and strolls through her land, soaking in the warmth of the sun as she goes, reveling in the geometry and patterns in every tiny thing from a leaf to the frost covering it.
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The Shakti Within

The Shakti Within

Dark and mysterious, lovely and powerful, graceful and intense...she is the shakti dancing within us all. She is a nameless Hindu goddess, she is every Hindu goddess. She is Kali, she is Parvati, and she is Lalita...
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Gonna Melt Some Glass onThese...

Gonna Melt Some Glass onThese...

. . .okay, I'm a packrat, I admit it. Every time I go to Kentucky to visit my parents, I trek out to my dad's shop and dig through Pop and Bubby's junk buckets. Mind you, this is a big shop, these are big boys who play with big toys, and the five-gallon junk buckets they set aside are merely a, well pardon the pun, but they are merely a drop in the bucket. That's where I come in! To lure me away from the big pieces of junk I'd like to latch onto, the boys let me dig through their junk buckets. Dig, I do, too! You just never know what you might want to use with molten glass! Up to now, I've only made one glass goodie on a rusty bolt, but today I decided to do a little more creative mixing of media. That's what is in the kiln right now, but I thought fellow packrats might enjoy a virtual dig through the junk buckets I have :)
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Santa, Why Don't Ya Just Shop Here?

Santa, Why Don't Ya Just Shop Here?

This curvy Mother Earth goddess statue would be a great gift of art for someone on your "good" list :) I love her elemental, fertile, confident look. . .and I also love how she looked against the fluffy red and white of this santa hat. Ya know, it's probably not as strange as you might think, this pairing Mother Earth with Santa and Christmas. I suspect we all combine bits and pieces of a lot of religions and spiritual traditions at this time of year.
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The Study of Beauty

The Study of Beauty

The study of beauty is a duel in which the artist cries with terror before being defeated.
--Charles Baudelaire

Well, Monsieur Baudelaire garnered attention in the 1800's because the subjects of his poems were scandalous, but this quote is wonderful. What artist hasn't contemplated beauty? What artist hasn't struggled with his skills and available materials and tried to wrest a beautiful object from them?

What artist hasn't been defeated by this duel?

There are so many personal nuances in the definition of beauty. I won't bother trying to define beauty, but I do want to talk about the artist's struggle to portray it. I think all artists define themselves in relation to beauty, whether or not we want to admit it. Each stroke of a brush, each chip of stone, each gentle nudge of molten glass, all of these are made by an artist trying to define beauty in some way. Some end results are beautiful in a very "pretty" way, some are beautiful in a very soul-baring but not necessarily pretty way.

In the end, many of the things we create do define beauty in some way. Whether a particular piece of art is an affirmation of beauty or the antithesis of beauty, it lends boundaries to the concept of beauty. Whether a piece of art recreates the perfect, intricate details of a rose or reveals the inner soul of a withered rose of a human-being, it tells us something about beauty.

I don't make "pretty" beads. This is my own assessment, and the thought that accompanies it in my mind and makes it acceptable to me is "but I make soulful, evocative art on occasion." Still, when you think about it, those soulful, evocative pieces of art are also expressions of beauty-- inner beauty. Each attempt adds to the definition of beauty, lends another image to the description of inner beauty.

Seems Monsieur Baudelaire was right about one thing-- the study of beauty is quite the inner duel for many an artist. It may not always make us cry with terror, but it sure does make us think, doesn't it?
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Mrs. Claus Wants This Sassy Elf Relocated Preferably Somewhere Far from the North Pole

Mrs. Claus Wants This Sassy Elf Relocated Preferably Somewhere Far from the North Pole

Let's just be candid here for a moment, shall we? Santa is a good man and a good husband. Mrs. Claus knows this, and she proudly tells him these things at least once a day. However, Mrs. Claus has been keeping an eye on the younger generation of elves, and she's not real keen on the idea of having potential temptresses in the house, ya know? No need to be coy, we all know we'd probably feel the same way. Just because trouble speaks softly and respectfully and doesn't intend to cause you problems, that doesn't mean it isn't t-r-o-u-b-l-e. . .so, in the interest of happiness all 'round, Mrs. Claus is helping Sassy the Elf find a new gig. Mrs. Claus reports that Sassy happens to have a wickedly funny sense of humor and would be a great companion to keep by your desk at home or work. She also figures Sassy would make a very eye-catching addition to a gift for someone on your "naughty but in a very nice way" list. C'mon, help a girl out, won't ya? Big bonus, you help prevent trouble at the North Pole, and nobody really wants disruptions in the gift giving operation, do they?
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Avian Messenger to Bring Tiny Treasures to Your Nest

Avian Messenger to Bring Tiny Treasures to Your Nest

This Avian Messenger to Bring Tiny Treasures to Your Nest mask bead appears in the December2007/January2008 issue of Glass Line magazine. He is part of my article "Distilling Emotion, and Pouring It into Glass."
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And in My Hour of Darkness Madonna and Child

And in My Hour of Darkness Madonna and Child

". . .and in my hour of darkness, she is standing right in front of me, speaking words of wisdom, let it be."

Okay, Beatles fans, please forgive me. I know there must be a story behind "Let It Be," and I imagine it doesn't really have much to do with the Madonna even though Paul is singing "mother Mary comes to me, speaking words of wisdom, let it be."

Here's what happened, just because I like to tell the story behind each of my artworks. I was listening to the Beatles this morning, actually watching a youtube video of Paul singing "Let It Be". Well, you know, as corny a choice as it might be, "Let It Be" really is one of my favorites of the Beatles'. Now, head to the torch to make one more Madonna and Child for Christmas, still humming "And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree,there will be an answer, let it be. For though they may be parted there is still a chance that they will see,there will be an answer. let it be."

Surprisingly, or not so surprisingly if you can let your imagination roam freely across a few different boundaries, the song and the Madonna can do a dance together. Mary must have been thinking about the hours of darkness that were to come as she held that newborn. She also had to have the strength to let it be, to know there will be an answer. As I thought about this, the black swirl of glass grew around Mary's head, the coming hours of darkness.
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Hand in Hand for Mike & Nancy

Hand in Hand for Mike & Nancy

Mike & Nancy, this one is for you. Ask your daughter how it was made-- she watched it all, and her sweetie even took a turn melting the huge glob of glass. . .Sorry you have to wait to get your youngest home, but their snow delay has made James and Kate very happy! Victoria and Tanner are here, too, and the cousins are having a great time hanging out together :)
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Trust in the Face of Vulnerability

Trust in the Face of Vulnerability

Another sculpture from the December 2007/January2008 issue of Glass Line magazine, she is etched dark ivory glass and lots of emotion. The article is about distilling emotion and pouring it into glass, and in the end, I think she is a good example of this. She is vulnerable, slender neck exposed to the world. She is trusting, letting herself be exposed to the world.
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Oshun Rising from the River

Oshun Rising from the River

Oshun, who loves all things beautiful (including beads), rises from the waters of the river. She is a four bead sculpture, standing 6 1/2" tall.
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Dance with Abandon...Set Your Soul Aflame

Dance with Abandon...Set Your Soul Aflame

Dance with abandon, open yourself to life, set your soul aflame, and your heart will rejoice! Don't we all wish we could let go and live life like she is dancing, with complete abandon? Maybe you can. Maybe you can't. Maybe you have tried. Maybe you've cried. Maybe, maybe, whatever may be may be? Just let go for a moment, and let your soul free to choose its path. . .then take that moment of freedom and apply to your life in little ways. It may seem like such small changes will never make a difference, but I think you will be surprised. I think you will find yourself growing bit by bit, quietly becoming who you never thought you'd have the nerve to be. Peace, Ang
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...and in His Hand He Cradles Each One

...and in His Hand He Cradles Each One

God must have cradled Jesus in His Hand, don't you think? Even an omnipotent being must feel the wonder of the birth of a tiny child. . .and I think He must have gently held the Son of Man before he let him go. Even an omnipotent being must feel the flesh being torn from his heart when he sends that tiny child into the world to certain sacrifice, don't you think? This sculpture is meant to be held, to make you think about the mighty hand that must feel the need to cradle each one of us before setting us free into the world. No matter whether you believe that being to be a He or She or Beyond Earthly Recognition, that hand must have held you. Take comfort in that thought as you go forward in life. . .
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Call of the Wild

Call of the Wild

Elephant. Ears. Wrinkled forehead. Tail. Elephant. Call of the wild sculpture.
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New Year's Eve Mask

New Year's Eve Mask

A bit of sparkling fun for ushering in the New Year. This mask was fun to make, and the addition of the crystals and sterling dangling pieces gave me a jewelry fix. Truth is that I am not very good at jewelry making. . .I can imagine and design pretties, but I don't have the know-how to make them turn out polished and professional. I do love sculpting the glass, though, so this little bit of playing was just right!
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Tree Spirits: Experimental Sisters to Green Men

Tree Spirits: Experimental Sisters to Green Men

Tree Spirits. These are much more feminine than Green Men, so I called them Tree Spirits. They could be thought of as sisters to the Green Men, I think. These were also partially inspired by that maple tree in our backyard, by the desire to translate the spirit of that tree into a glass form. Their actually form is far from perfect; bubbled and burnt transparents, uneven etching, yadayadayada. The thing is, it's important to me to share my progress and enthusiasm for creating. I'll never be a master of the glass, but I think pour enough of myself into it that I can hope to spread a little inspiration :)
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Abstractia, What Do You See?

Abstractia, What Do You See?

Abstractia. . . an imaginary goddess of the abstract. Do you see her? or something else? My five year old sees the face of a girl wearing a crown, with hair trailing down her back. I see the subtle goddess with full curves and an appreciation of all the subtle details in her world.
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Cape Dance Woman

Cape Dance Woman

Shari and Janice from LE inadvertently planted this idea in my head when they described what they saw in Abstractia. This Cape Dance Woman is another stand alone sculpture, and the free flowing cape is the perfect metaphor for how I felt at the torch that day. Free flowing creativity, thanks to encouragement from a jewelry-making friend. Isn't it amazing, how we can tell ourselves something and still not be completely convinced, but if someone else merely alludes to it by chance, then we believe?
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Leave Angel Notes Here

Leave Angel Notes Here

Seems like we all have those days when it would be good to know an angel is watching over us. How about leaving your angel a note here with this angel? I can't guarantee angel communication ;), but I bet you'll feel better just knowing someone else read your message and said a little prayer for you!
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Buddha and a Thinking Tree

Buddha and a Thinking Tree

Creating a Buddha sculpture never fails to make me contemplate the world...usually I choose an idea associated with him and let my mind wander and wonder from there. Today, as I started taking pictures, I chose Compassion. That thought led me to thinking about helping others when you have a small amount of money to spare, such as an extra $10. What would you do to help someone else if someone gave you $1 million to use for that purpose? $100? $10? Nobody's dropped off a million at my house lately, but I'm going to do the $10 this afternoon. The $100? I think that might be a new year's project to be done little bits at a time using my spending allowance. What about you? Got any ideas? Peace, Ang
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Instant Sunshine

Instant Sunshine

Dark yellow + coral+light turquoise= instant sunshine!
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Joy

Joy

It's been a long time since I collected angels. The first one was a ninety-nine cent department store special that I told my 6-year-old self was going to be a present for my Granddaddy. I'm almost 42, so you can guess how old that little plastic angel would look if I could find it now! I think I did give it to Granddaddy with lots of hints about how I ought to keep it for him. . .I don't remember, but I am pretty sure I ended up with it and kept it in my nightstand drawer. The last time I remember seeing it was , well, I don't know when. I do remember loving that "angel" is part of my name, and I do remember loving the shape of the robe that particular angel was wearing. My collection was never anything official, and I kind of gave up on it after angels became a popular thing sometime in the eighties. Still, angels occasionally call to my creative self; this time, it was the glass that needed to be made into an angel. Hope you like this one. JOY 2007 is written in stringer of ivory/amber/gray, and the rest of the glass is just plain ivory. Wings and halo are not melded to the glass, just wound on to a loop on the upper back and around a groove at the top of her head. Primitive, ancient, satisfying to make.
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Return of the I Ching

Return of the I Ching

Searched the I Ching for some more hexagrams that just felt right for now. Of course, I always want to do #11, Earth over Heaven, yin over yang, perfect balance-- PEACE. Then, I had to choose a new number, something for strength. Turns out, #34, the Power of the Great, was just what I was looking for this time. The Power of the Great is also known as simply "strength," but I liked the definition I found that explains why. Thunder over Heaven shows the thunderclouds ascending and gathering strength. The narrative I found talks about not misusing strength, but getting what you need without causing any harm-- now that is true power, and so I chose to write POWER on the back of the second #34 I torched. When I was doing the first one, I quit writing "strength" because it didn't feel quite right. . . twisted it, and it turned out to evoke thoughts of smoky dragons or even a phoenix rising from flames.
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Santa & Mrs. Claus for my Mom

Santa & Mrs. Claus for my Mom

Winter skating park scenes with a dusting of sparkling fake snow, snow globes toys from Santa's workshop, rows of holiday coffee cups hanging beneath the upper cabinets in the kitchen, and more ornaments scattered here and there. . .my mom has quite a collection of Christmas decorations. She kinda likes my smaller beads better than my larger sculptures, so I decided I needed to make her a simple Santa and Mrs. Claus to add to the tree. Here they are, Santa with his pack on his back, and Mrs. Claus on her way to the kitchen to bake some Christmas treats.
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Winter Garden Goddess Duo

Winter Garden Goddess Duo


This duo of Winter Garden Goddess Statue and Evergreen Goddess Gift Charm serve as a reminder that though Mother Earth may seem a bit less verdant as the winter comes, there are still many things growing and flourishing. The evergreens have significance in the religions of the world for this very reason, this flourishing in the face of the hopeless, dreary winter.

Winter Garden Goddess Statue: The lone, spare garland of holly leaves and berries trailing around this elemental Mother Earth represents the hope that flourishes through the cold winter months. . . a celebration of life.

Evergreen Goddess Gift Charm: The perfect, soulful gift within a gift, this charm will beautifully dress up the package when you give the Winter Garden Goddess as a yuletime gift. . .or you might want to treat yourself and wrap a silk ribbon through her arms to make a pendant .
Available on eBay starting 11/11/07, seller ID Angelinabeadalina.
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"Here's the Mail, Dear" Santa & Mrs. Claus Scene

"Here's the Mail, Dear" Santa & Mrs. Claus Scene

Here it is, already the middle of November, and the mail is pouring still pouring in up at the North Pole. Why, Mrs. Claus has to check the box two or three times every afternoon (which, by the way, occasionally jeopardizes the cookies she forgets are in the oven while she's delivering the newest batch of letters to Santa). As you probably know, this toymaking and delivering enterprise is a family business, and everyone is busily multi-tasking this very moment. Santa is in charge of checking the naughty/nice lists and adjusting toy production accordingly, as well as making appearances at holiday parades. Mrs. Claus is a wonderful baker, so of course, she's in charge of sugar cookie production. Her recipe calls for the cookies to bake until lightly golden brown, which as it turns out, is about the same amount of time it takes to walk to the mailbox and back. Mmmmm, with all that daily walking, she can get away with sampling a cookie from almost every batch!
P.S. The letters in her mailbag are paper, not glass, and I'll be happy to pencil the names of your children or grandchildren on some tiny squares to personalize this for you. . .they're on the 'Bay if you're interested (ViewItem&item=130173275223), ending 11/14/07.
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Madonna & Child Pendant with "The Reason" Charm

Madonna & Child Pendant with "The Reason" Charm

Madonna and Child, could she be an ongoing obsession of sorts for me? I just love sculpting her, and it's funny how I don't feel the need to give her a detailed face. I just start torching, melting glass in lines and lines, and before ya know it, there's a graceful mother gently cradling her child. . .guess it's yet another way of meditating at the temple of the torch, huh? This set is ending on eBay 11/14/07, look for me under the ID AngelinaBeadalina :)
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O Holy Night Madonna and Newborn Child

O Holy Night Madonna and Newborn Child

"O Holy Night, the stars are brightly shining, It is the night of our dear Savior's birth..." This Madonna and Child makes me think of that night, of a mother who nestled her newborn Child and stood looking to the sky. Or was she looking to the future, trying to fathom the depths of all that would follow that night?
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Green Man -- 2007 Version

Green Man -- 2007 Version

Last year about this time, I made some Green Man faces after reading The DaVinci code. Huh? How did that connect? Well, I started googling cathedrals after imagining some of the scenes in that novel, and the Green Men found me. Even though they are pagan in origin, others have incorporated them into their decorative arts. Leaf and vine covered spirits representing the fertility of the Earth, Green Men seem to "speak" to many of us. They are fun to make, too! This one has a chunkier face and leaves than last year's versions. Can't wait to try a few more.
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Let These Ears Hear What My Soul Is Saying: Labyrinth Goddess Statue

Let These Ears Hear What My Soul Is Saying: Labyrinth Goddess Statue

"Let these ears of mine hear what my soul is saying to me as I walk this labyrinth, this journey within..." That's what this goddess seemed to be saying as I watched her come to life in the flame. Oh, not literally, you know. It's just that sometimes you can see a personality developing for a piece even as you are melting the glass. This one seemed to want to remind me that we should all practice listening, including listening to what our soul is trying to tell us as we journey through life. For me, this goddess is a goddess of the labyrinth, a higher power graciously willing to guide us through the labyrinth. The labyrinth pattern that wraps around her is complete, so that you can trace it inward and outward.
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The Goddess in the Maple Tree

The Goddess in the Maple Tree

There are many maple trees in our backyard, but one in particular always catches my eye. This tree has a lovely silhouette that reminds me of a graceful hourglass figure, and I have come to refer to the tree as "she" because it calls to my imagination. I always feel compelled to qualify my words when I write about something like this-- I am truly a skeptic with a scientific brain but also have an imagination that likes to grab an idea and fly with it. So, there. Skeptics, know that I don't have any proof that trees have spirits, and spiritualists, know that I am becoming more attuned to Nature and all her possibilities as each day goes by. . . and the possibilities in this particular maple tree are very intriguing. This version of the goddess in the maple tree is done in dark ivory with light touches of gold leaf. I wasn't even attempting to capture that elusive gray/tan color and the texture of bark. Although, I'll have some pictures of the bark attempts coming soon :) Thanks for checking out the goddess in the maple tree, and I hope you are surrounded by similar beauty wherever you live.
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Imagine Peace

Imagine Peace

I've been listening to John Lennon sing "Imagine" lately. It's one of my favorites of his. I love the lilting, dreamlike sound of it. I love the words and what they say. "You may say I'm dreamer, but I'm not the only one. I hope someday you'll join us, and the world will live as one." Forget about John and Yoko's controversial antics for a moment,just listen to the words sometime, and I think you'll feel the haunting refrain whenever you pause in your daily routine. Imagine some small thing you can do today to bring a bit of peace to someone else, I think you'll find a bit of peace for yourself in that small act. I'm going to do it at least once today, how about you?
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Madonna and Child

Madonna and Child

Inspired by my small collection of Madonna and Child prints. I love to look at the muted colors and soft poses of the mother and child in each of them, and that's what I tried to translate into glass with this piece.
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Eve of Christianity Christmas Eve Madonna

Eve of Christianity Christmas Eve Madonna

Would it be too much of a stretch to call that very first Christmas Eve the "Eve of Christianity"? I have to wonder what was running through Mary's mind as they approached Bethlehem. Was she in awe of what was happening? Was she frightened? Was she uncertain about the future? Was she sad because she would watch everything from the cradle to the cross? Christmas Eve, a time to ponder and wonder, a time to pause and give a moment of reverence to the Virgin.
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StrengthBearer

StrengthBearer

A Woman Warrior to bring you Strength. She is what she is-- part warrior, part nurturer. She carries with her strength and confidence and certain victory over your internal demons. Don't we all need a StrengthBearer in some guise to stand by us occasionally?
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Madonna and Child in Pale Pink and White

Madonna and Child in Pale Pink and White

My favorite Christmas decorations are the ones that reflect the true spirit of the Christian holiday. It is a beautiful story, from the angels bending near the Earth to the animals we think must have been there by the manger, from the Star of Wonder to the Three Kings following it, from the tiny babe who would become a Saviour to the mother and father who would nurture him.

This Madonna and Child statue was inspired by the Christmas story, my small collection of prints of Madonna and Child, and my best friend from high school who dared to be different and insisted on painting her statue of Mary a beautiful pink instead of the requisite baby blue.

I hope looking at her and the babe brings you a little piece of joy.
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Tortoise Mother

Tortoise Mother

Somewhere in the Galapagos, there is an island where explorers learned to follow giant tortoises in order to find fresh water sources. . .there were no natives of this island to lead them to the water source. I imagine if there had been natives of this island, they would've had a ritual or ceremony honoring the giant tortoises. I think it isn't much of a stretch of the imagination to picture a great Tortoise Mother being who was responsible for creating the world in their eyes. Like the giant tortoises, she would not be pretty, but she would have exude a very powerful beauty and strength. Here is what she looks like in my imagination.
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Aged Hearts

Aged Hearts

Aged Hearts, intertwined individuals, ever growing and turning toward one another.

This one didn't work out, the base was too big and I managed to break it while struggling to pull it off the mandrel. During the past week, I have been working on pieces for an article. As soon as I finish those and decide which ones are the best fit for the article, I'll have new stuff to show ya. In the meantime, I really liked the idea of Aged Hearts. . .of course, I couldn't wait to show you what I've got so far. Aged-- lots of ivory and dark chestnut burned and etched. Hearts-- flowing, hybrid shape that both symbolic and organic. Thoughts about love and growing old-- I don't wish to ever be so lost in another person that I am not me, but the companionship and love that grows together over the years is a treasure for the soul, it doesn't happen overnight, it doesn't happen for everyone, whoever finds it knows they have melded their souls at a primal level.
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Woman Emerging

Woman Emerging

I'm beginning to think that is my calling in glass, the attempting to connect at soul level, or at least provide a means for someone to find themselves making this connection.
It sounds like a lofty, even arrogant goal, but that's not the way I mean it at all. I have simply come to the conclusion that the most satisfying, meaningful day of torching for me involves distilling some emotion or idea into glass so that a person might pick up that piece of glass ten minutes or ten years from now and sense the message I was trying to capture in the glass.
I think this means I'm getting closer to finding more confidence in my art. I am a woman emerging.
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FiGalina #3:  Cleopatra with Scarab Headdress

FiGalina #3: Cleopatra with Scarab Headdress

She stands, rising to meet Gaius Julius Caesar,rising to greet Marc Antony, rising to exalt Isis, rising to grapple with Fate. . . always rising, always regal, always Cleopatra the Queen. This is the third Cleopatra in the FiGalina collaboration series. For this one, FiG (Michael Mangiafico of FiG Studios) made the Cleopatra head and the dichro scarab headdress, while I made the upper and lower torsos. I love her attitude. She is for sale in my Etsy shop (check www.angelinabeadalina.com for a link).
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Walk Within-- the Beginning

Walk Within-- the Beginning

"Walk Within," that's what I wrote in stringer on the back of this labyrinth bead. "Walk within" is what I was thinking as I slowly laid down the layers of stringer to make the raised walls of the labyrinth. Another meditation at the torch is what it became, and this one is destined to become my personal reminder of so many things in life. Walk within, and quiet the mind. Walk within, and search for what's really important. Walk within, and in doing so, learn to look outside and see how my "within" melds with all "without". This one is a beginning, a beginning for me, and a beginning for the beads. I know when I hold this one that I have to try it again, there's more the glass has to say.
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A Happy Buddha to Brighten Your Day

A Happy Buddha to Brighten Your Day

Just a happy, content, enlightened Buddha to brighten your day. Making one of these always lifts my mood. I think the smile does it. Then again, it could be the ears which are done larger than normal proportion in order to remind us to listen. . . I always feel as if I could tell my secrets or worries to these sculptures.
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FiGalina Collaboration #2:  Cleopatra & Scarab Earrings

FiGalina Collaboration #2: Cleopatra & Scarab Earrings

This is Cleopatra, a very regal earring holder, and these are her sparkley dichro scarab earrings that you can wear for yourself. A FiGalina is a collaboration piece made by the team of Michael Mangiafico (FiG Studios) and Angela Greer Garren (Angelinabeadalina). For this particular FiGalina, I made the torso and head of a Cleopatra, making sure to pierce her ears so that she could be an earring holder. FiG made the cool scarab earrings and sent them to me to adorn Cleopatra. . . the cool thing is that these are real earrings which you can wear or display on Cleo.
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Two Buddhas and a Ganesh

Two Buddhas and a Ganesh

So, two Buddhas and a Ganesh came out of my kiln yesterday, and here they are chatting about the experience. No, really, I went to the torch yesterday seeking a little glass comfort torching, and these made me feel good. There's something about doing a Buddha face that just won't let you be anything but calm and serene at the time :) Same thing for all the stringer work, it really is like meditation and makes you focus on nothingness for a bit. Really, hitting the "nothingness" zone when you are trying to write with thin glass stringer (that would rather be a glob of glass) is the best way to get something written. Concentrate too much on what you want to write, and the glass gods will make your hands hesitate just a bit too much in the flame. Let go, just go with the flow, and stringer likes to write. Sounds kinda like I've been watching Karate Kid or old Kung Fu movies while I torch, doesn't it :)
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To Sir Paul, With Love

To Sir Paul, With Love

Okay, okay, Beatlemaniacs, I looked it up and now know it was John who wrote "All You Need Is Love." BUT I have to tell you, every time I write l-o-v-e on a bead with stringer, I am singing "All you need is love, love is all you need. She loves me, yeah,yeah, yeah." AND I can't sing that without picturing Sir Paul's dreamy eyed babyface from decades ago. Sorry, John, George, and Ringo. . .you each had/have enticing qualities, but the "cute one" will always be, well, cute. I wrote about them in my blog today, and there are links to pictures and even a link to Ringo and Buck Owens singing "Act Naturally." Check it out at http://angelinabeadalina.bl... Hey, All You Need Is Love!
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FiGalina Collaboration:  Cleopatra #1

FiGalina Collaboration: Cleopatra #1

The FiGalinas are making their debut at Glass Galore in St. Louis Sept.29th, 2007. What's a FiGalina? It's a glass sculpture collaboration made by Michael Mangiafico of FiG Studios and me, AngelinaBeadalina. . ."FiG-alina". It's no easy feat to put together a FiGalina and get the seamless flow of components when you are collaborating via the mails (ideas and discussions via email, and glass components via the USPS). I have to say I am really proud of the way they are looking so far. This Cleopatra has a body done by me, and a terrific dichro scarab by FiG adorning her back as part of her royal attire. Be on the look out for the next Cleopatras, including one with head and scarab by FiG and body by me.
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The Mysterious Messenger

The Mysterious Messenger

The Mysterious Messenger comes to you bearing a secret message and a mystical aura. Look as closely as you might, you can never quite figure out all you should know about this character who seems to have emerged from between the pages of a secret society's manual. Male? Female? You're never quite sure, and that's just the beginning of the enigma. Does this messenger come bearing tales from another land, or does this mysterious messenger come bearing a guide to a mystery that hides within your own soul?
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Moonlight Becomes You-- the Finished Sculpture

Moonlight Becomes You-- the Finished Sculpture

You've seen the top of this sculpture before, but I don't think I ever showed her all put together. She's a two piece sculpture, the base part extends from the scrollwork at the bottom through the reverse color scrollwork and then to the dark red flare.
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Stringing Ya Along:  Tao Edition

Stringing Ya Along: Tao Edition

Yin and Yang, feminine and masculine, gotta find the balance. . .stringer and sculpture seem to be my yin and yang when it comes to glass. Keep them in harmony,and my glass world feels peaceful. Been doing lots of sculpting lately, sculpting big things with details, so I guess my glass soul needed a bit of steady stringer work on a smaller scale for balance. Ah, yes, one more balance to strike between art and selling: these will be available in my Etsy store (AngelinaBeadalina is my ID).
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Mrs. PumpkinHead the Earring Holder

Mrs. PumpkinHead the Earring Holder

Mrs. PumpkinHead is sweet lady who would like to hold your earrings for you! Bless her kind heart, she isn't laughing at the earrings I made to go in the picture. Right now, even as I type, she's reassuring them that they may be teeny little barely-pumpkins but they will be fun for someone's trick or treat bag. . .You see, Mrs. PumpkinHead knows that her ears are not quite level, so she has compassion for the decidely novice earrings ;) Of course, any earrings you hang from her ears are going to look even cuter displayed this way for a touch of Halloween fun. The Mrs. is quite ready for Trick or Treat and harvest fun. She has been dreaming of caramel apples by night and talking to the crows stealing corn from the field by day. Look for her in AngelinaBeadalina's Etsy shop.
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South, West, North, East... We Are All One

South, West, North, East... We Are All One

Woman, not a goddess, just a woman. For a moment, when you look at her, feel the idea as it relates to sisterhood, feel the connection each and every woman has to all of womankind. No matter where you are on the globe, north, east, south, or west, you have a connection with other women. We look out for each other, we empathize with each other, we accept each other, period. This piece was inspired by a quote from a site I cannot find again (ah, the hazards of googling and surfing but not bookmarking)...someone was talking about including all the directions in her chant/blessing as a reminder that we are all one. I took that thought to the torch with me, and the result was this woman in glass.
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Temple of the Golden Autumn Sun

Temple of the Golden Autumn Sun

Ever notice how the sunlight seems to suddenly change from summer's bright intensity to autumn's golden glow? One day, you're sweating in the summer heat, and it seems like all of a sudden Mother Nature changes her demeanor and the sunlight becomes golden. This golden glow of sunlight inspired me to make a temple in dark yellow, orange, and light chestnut...perfect colors to capture the feel of an autumn day. I was making temples this time last year, but I think now I've figured out how to get more of a pagoda style roof in some of the layers. Now, I'm excited about temples again and want to see what they'll look like after a year of building more patience at the flame :)
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Zodiac

Zodiac

Sometimes, those end of the day, gotta have something to show while I'm working on a bigger project, what the heck beads turn out pretty cool! I had worked all day yesterday on more of my zodiac wheel beads. Already had the sun/moon and three beads for each of three elements(fire, earth, and air), so I made three water element beads, a Pisces bead, an Aquarius bead, and a Capricorn bead. Then, I still had about an hour and a half until the school bus arrived with the kiddos, so I decided to practice doing the zodiac symbols and planet symbols in stringer. You know what? I am very happy with these!
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Pulse of the Ancients Goddess Series

Pulse of the Ancients Goddess Series

Pulse. Throbbing through time, connected from the very first woman down through the ages to the ones being born this very second. Pulse of the Ancients.
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Athena

Athena

Athena, warrior daughter of Zeus,goddess of arts of peace,goddess of wisdom, and protectress of artesans (including sculptors).

What could you do with this sculpture? Give her to an artist friend who needs encouragement, or stand her in your own studio as a protectress of your art. Lend her to someone seeking wisdom, along with a handwritten note of support. Send her to a woman who must fight a battle, as a badge of courage. Hold her in your hand and feel the wisdom of womanhood.

9/4/07 Athena is now available in AngelinaBeadalina's Etsy shop at http://www.etsy.com/shop.ph...
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Mahakala Revisited

Mahakala Revisited

Mahakala masks of protection are fascinating works of Tibetan art, and I've tried to make them in glass a few times. Yesterday, I felt like doing another one. Still don't have the skulls embedded in his crown/headdress, but he is fierce nonetheless. I'm still working on getting my Etsy shop going, so look for him for sale there. My shop is AngelinaBeadalina and this is the address: http://www.etsy.com/shop.ph...
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Moonlight Becomes You

Moonlight Becomes You

"You're all dressed up to go dreaming..." Listening to Bing Crosby while I write about this girl who was inspired by a moonlit scene in a painting.
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Plant by the Light of the Moon

Plant by the Light of the Moon

Granddaddy planted his vegetables according to the "light of the moon," always checking the almanac signs before planting. Here I am at 41, finally interested in attempting to grow some vegetables, and so I thought I'd ask my mom the family green thumb gardener about the way her mom and dad planted according to the signs in the almanac. She never really paid attention to it herself, but she did tell me that Granddaddy always planted his vegetables this way. Well, two weeks ago, the kids and I planted some hardy vegetables for a late fall harvest. Yeah, we are starting very small, just a few old flowerpots and a few packets of seed. Did I consult the almanac first? No, but afterwards, I realized we had planted these carrots, cabbage, spinach, and basil at practically the beginning of the new moon. They're growing, and now I'm going to check the almanac and see how the moon is supposed to affect seed germination. Do you plant along with the new moon and hope the seeds sprout and grow in time with the waxing moon? or do you plant at the full moon and hope for the full effect right away?
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Torchus Interruptus

Torchus Interruptus

Phone rings. Pick it up just in case. In fact it is someone "very important" with a "very important message that you must not ignore." Hang up. Relight torch. Sigh over glob of glass that was almost big enough to start sculpting. Melt some more glass. Kids tattle on each other. Kids ask, "Are you done yet?" Lose train of thought. Have no clue where this bead was going. Toss that bead. Start melting some more glass. Try to find that train that got lost. Sigh a happy sigh because now you remember what you wanted to try. Phone rings. Real estate agent. Glad you picked up the phone, even though the bid probably won't get accepted. Say goodbye. Relight torch. Argh! Torchus Interruptus just doesn't satisfy completely :)
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Walk with the Buddha

Walk with the Buddha

The Buddha must have walked a labyrinth somewhere along his path to enlightenment. Was it a stone path, the rough rocks smoothed by many feet over the years, moss weaving the stones together into a blanket? Was it a path traced in sand, erased by the tide? Was it a path of tender grass, nestled beneath the protective arms of aging trees?
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Nefertiti Traverses the Sands of Little Egypt

Nefertiti Traverses the Sands of Little Egypt

Nefertiti has come to Little Egypt. The Queen chooses to see what this "little" Egypt in southern Illinois might offer. She has heard of many things that might please her, many ways of this land that pay homage to her land. This will be our travel journal for the next week or so, however long it might please the regal beauty to explore with me. The heat is almost unbearable here in southern Illinois this week, and since gas costs a bit more than camel feed we may not journey all the way south to Cairo...but we will entertain you!
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Pedestals?Chess Pieces?MiniGardenKitsch?

Pedestals?Chess Pieces?MiniGardenKitsch?

These things keep coming back to me every once in a while...the idea of making a very decorative glass pedestal for goddesses and other beads. Over the past year, I've heard the suggestion to do a chess set from different people, and I have thought about it. I just can't see me, the queen of OOAK, having the patience and discipline required to make 16 pawns! Good grief, I'm not even sure I could make matching pairs of rooks, knights, and bishops. So, how about miniature garden kitsch, you know, gazing balls on stands and pedestals? Who knows what I'll use each of these for? Chances are that they will each eventually become part of something, though. I kinda hoped that by taking their picture and writing about them, I might stumble across their true calling...
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Peeking Over My Shoulder...Like My Tattoo?

Peeking Over My Shoulder...Like My Tattoo?

Well, I don't have a tattoo, but these women do. They've thought about it, and they've decided a tattoo hidden on their shoulder might be just the kind of "bad girl" secret they'd like to keep. Of course, they aren't "bad girls", and now they keep trying to peek over their own shoulder to inspect the damages. You know I love to sculpt, and lots of times I get the urge to try tilting heads in subtle ways to show expressions and movement. These two are the beginning attempts; sometime, I'll try again after I've thought about the angle some more.
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Petal Priestess Pedestal

Petal Priestess Pedestal

Pedestals, goddesses, making glass functional...all those things were on my mind when I went to the torch last night. Oh, add to those thoughts the fact that I'd forgotten to dip any of my usual 1/8" mandrels, so whatever I made needed to be smaller since all I had were 3/32" mandrels. This one was the last one I made. The other three ladies had problems,but this one made the experimenting worthwhile. Pedestal? Yep, the bottom holds up a small bowl. Goddess? Yep, the figure is definitely remniscent of a goddess. Functional? Yep. The sleek, statuesque priestess is perfect for displaying that last lone petal that has broken off its stem but is still beautiful.
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Graceful Offerings

Graceful Offerings

In the back of my mind, these women remind me of Grecian urns and elegant priestesses. I'm not good with art history, but my brain does remember all sorts of bits and pieces of visual imagery. Finding the names that ought to go with these stray images, and finding the images that go together...well, that's another story. I'm really enjoying working a little bit smaller and sleeker to do these, and yes, those flashes of elegant women forming a border around tall vases keep coming around when I torch these. I'm calling them Graceful Offerings because the bowl at the top morphed into a pitcher shape with these. Not a perfect shape, but the graceful state of mind pours from them :)
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Goddess Incognito

Goddess Incognito

Do goddess beads and sculptures embarrass you,or do you think the female body is inspiration for art? Do you think goddesses should be clothed? Do you think goddess beads are a tangible reminder to women of their own inner strength? Do you think goddess beads and sculptures are inappropriate for wearing or displaying? Do you sometimes think you aren't sure what you think about goddess beads?? You know what? As much as I like to sculpt goddesses, as much as I like to write the stories behind each piece I do, I also find myself thinking of how to make goddesses that speak to spirituality without being offensive to people who are less comfortable with the idea. What would "backing down" like this accomplish? Well, I could wear one of these goddesses as a pendant when I visit my kids' classes at school...and still feel my confidence bolstered like it always is when I sculpt a goddess. Maybe someone who already has a goddess collection but works in a conservative field might like to wear a goddess without dr
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Autumn Pedestal

Autumn Pedestal

Autumn Pedestal, aka, "the goddess will come calling when she wants". Ever go to the torch without any particular inspiration? That was me last night. Had time to make one or two things. This pedestal started out as an autumn column, but quickly evolved into a goddess figure who can hold a small offering of autumn bounty in the tiny bowl balanced atop her head.
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Rustic Labyrinth Stones

Rustic Labyrinth Stones

Journey inward, journey outward, let the spiraling pattern sooth your soul. Labyrinths come in much more elaborate versions than my rustic glass ones, but the idea is the same, no matter what the medium. Tracing the pattern calms your mind as you search your soul. So, yesterday, after searching for medicine wheels and ending up reading about labyrinths, I learned to draw a very basic one. I practiced over and over on paper, until I memorized the steps. Then I went to the torch with the intent of making myself one to hold.
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Into the Garden with Gaia

Into the Garden with Gaia

Gaia is becoming my favorite goddess,but, of course, you can already tell that because I just keep on making and taking pics of these. Nothing soothes me as much as making molten glass flow along the edges of a huge figure like this...well, maybe finding good places to take Gaia's picture soothes me almost as much:) The flowers and trees are all part of my mom and dad's place. Lots of great ideas popping up, but it's so hot here this week that I've not been as adventurous in exploring. Just had to show you this one, though!
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More Thoughts of Gaia

More Thoughts of Gaia

This time, the thoughts are only written in the glass. I keep trying to write about this, and every time I get about five different tangents running in my brain all at once, with no way to sort them all out in a single paragraph. I hope you can glimpse some of those thoughts in these goddess experiments. . . hope you can see the melding of nature and art in the flow of the glass, hope you can see the evolving ideas of merging art into nature.
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Root of It All (aka pile of glass poo?)

Root of It All (aka pile of glass poo?)

OK, so ya know I like to show ya my glass thoughts in progress, even when I'm not sure if there'll be an afterthought that finishes the beginning thought. Well, this one is truly a beginning thought that I'm not sure about...in fact, it risks being called a pile of poo (albeit glass poo). In fact, if you look, you'll see that I didn't even want to take a picture of this poor thing without adding an interesting background to jazz it up. Still, there's something about this pile of poo's form and color that makes me think I'll try it again and see where it goes. Yep, I'm going to literally get to the root of making a sculptural tree that has gorgeously twisted and spiraled roots sinking into the earth, roots that anchor the tree to Mother Nature for nourishment and stability. . .how's that for form and function being beautiful?
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Zemyna, Earth Goddess and Blossom Giver

Zemyna, Earth Goddess and Blossom Giver

Zemyna, green and vining, cupping her leaf to catch a bit of rain and hold a blossom. She is the earth goddess, celebrating fertility and trees and growth. She received a blessing every morning and evening, a little token of what she'd given to farmers and families. This Zemyna stands on her own , holds a bit of water in the cup of the leaf/hair that vines from her crown to her breast. What a wonderful way to remind us of the goodness of Mother Earth.
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Moon Glow: Maidens Joyfully Gathering Rays of Moonlight

Moon Glow: Maidens Joyfully Gathering Rays of Moonlight

This bead sculpture is composed of seven handmade lampworked beads which have been arranged to create a tableau of maidens basking in rays of moonlight they've captured with their altar to the moon. Who can really know what the thoughts were of the people who created ancient rituals? To me, it's fascinating to take what I've read in different books and online and then imagine for myself how these things begin. . . and that's where these maidens come into the story. This is my imagination in glass, a little Angelinabeadalina tableau.
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Red Flower RingHolder Bead

Red Flower RingHolder Bead

Every so often, I get this misguided and ill-advised urge to try yet again to find my own style of floral bead. Here's the first heavy-handed rendering of a flower ringholder bead. Functional? Yep. Bright? Yep. Delicate and symmetrical as if Mother Nature had produced it herself? Not a chance! Still, I'm liking where this could go if I practice it some. Imagine petals melted smooth, with a lovely curve to the tip. Imagine those smoother petals with stripes of bold color down the center, just like real lilies. Big sigh. Now, if I can only get my particular style to look as beautiful as Sheila's raised sculpted florals or as luscious as Tasha's encased florals. . .
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Elemental Earth Goddess

Elemental Earth Goddess

She rises from the earth, almost as if she were formed from molten lava flowing from the core.
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Fate in All Her Mystery

Fate in All Her Mystery

This is Fate. She is mystical, she is spiritual, and she is waiting to bestow her graces upon you.
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Prayer Wheel Relic for a Pendant

Prayer Wheel Relic for a Pendant

Om mani padme hum. The mantra found inside Tibetan prayer wheels. The first prayer wheel inspired bead I did was like a cross between a Buddha and a prayer wheel's mantra symbols. I didn't know that the real prayer wheels actually contain as many written copies of the mantra as possible. Every turn of the wheel is the same as repeating the mantra as many times as it is written inside the wheel. Om mani padme hum-- a call for compassion. It really does bring a feeling of peace if you repeat it softly. This Buddha/Prayer Wheel relic has a hollow portion with a hole that allows you to insert written copies of the mantra. This ivory and chestnut soft glass bead has been cooked at the torch, etched, and then soaked in tea. . . the simple design and the distressed texture lend a feeling of holding a relic in your hand when you pick it up.
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WhatchaGonnaMake?

WhatchaGonnaMake?

That's what I hear from my daughter after she looks at beads from the kiln and gives me the requisite "Those are pretty". I thought I'd work on these today and see what happens.
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Io

Io

Io. Largest Galilean moon of Jupiter, named for one of the mythological lovers of Zeus. Io's surface is home of more than 400 volcanoes, and it is always changing as those volcanoes erupt and flow. Io. Zeus tried to hide his beautiful lover from Hera, turning her into a white calf and himself into a white cloud to engulf her. Io. I made her of Moretti ivory, burning and smoking her at the torch to keep her warm as I felt compelled to add layer after layer to her flowing hair. Io. She's definitely lunar, just look at her and feel her pull.
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For the Spirit of the Willow, from the Buddha

For the Spirit of the Willow, from the Buddha

This one is for the spirit of the willow tree that used to sway beside our driveway. Can a tree have a spirit? Many people throughout the ages have felt the spirits of all nature's organisms. I imagine the pull to believe in the spirit of a tree has much to do with the longevity and accompanying majesty of a very tall tree, with the way your eye follows the bark upward to the leaves and beyond to the sky. I imagine the pull to believe in the spirit of a tree such as a willow has much to do with the movement of the slender branches in the wind, with the way the bending branches caress and follow you if you walk through them. As I think about the pull of nature, I think about the ways all of our spiritual rituals and beliefs are interconnected. And so, I thought the willow spirit might appreciate being visited by the Buddha and hearing a soft "om mani padme hum".
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Slipstream:  SoulMates Weaving Through Time

Slipstream: SoulMates Weaving Through Time

Souls weaving in and out of time, seeking one another. Sometimes finding each other, meeting at the right time and knowing it's the right time. Sometimes missing each other, not knowing until it's too late what passed them by so long ago. Weaving in and out of eternity, spending that eternity trying to get it right.
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Venus Christiane, the Twilight Fairy

Venus Christiane, the Twilight Fairy

Christiane, this is what I'm putting in the mail to Marilyn for you today :) She's not perfect, but she is kinda magical...maybe she'll bring some extra blessings. She's a two bead fairy (head and torso is one bead, skirt is another), and her wand is another bead that has seed beads and Swarovski crystals attached. Christiane, you and all the others who have been helping are doing a good thing :) Peace and a handful of healing fairy dust from the Twilight Fairy, Ang
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Battle Scarred and Time Worn. . . the Dragon Arrives

Battle Scarred and Time Worn. . . the Dragon Arrives

Battle scars, still red. Time worn eyes. Still breathing fire, but ready to sit a minute and tell his tales. He is the first to limp from the torch this time, and I think he will be the keeper of the flame.
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The Torchin' Imp

The Torchin' Imp

This little guy leapt out of the flame last night. I think he'd like a home somewhere near a torch because he sure does stare at the flame :) He was really fun to make, just letting layer after layer of molten glass flow onto his flame/mane. He doesn't stand well on his own, so I've already got him a little tile stand. He's going on eBay tomorrow. . . now that I'm trying eBay again, I've got to remember to plug my auctions once in a while, huh? Mostly, I love having something to show, and I love telling you about a piece's personality! Happy Torching! Oh, and my eBay ID is AngelinaBeadalina :)
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Om Mani Padme Hum. . . my version of a Prayer Wheel

Om Mani Padme Hum. . . my version of a Prayer Wheel

Om mani padme hum. Compassion. Peaceful harmony for all. Each time it is repeated, the Prayer Wheel turns and humanity gets even closer to achieving enlightenment and freedom. What's not to like about that thought??
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Lunar KIsses

Lunar KIsses

Smoochie, smoochie on the cheek. One moon attempt kisses the other one lightly on the cheek as I try to capture a quick pic! They're both part of two different attempts to bring something to life, another one of the "out there" AngelinaBeadalina ideas that's been trying to articulate itself for the last couple of weeks. I started to just take a pic of the flat one with the full face. "Luna" is written in cursive on her back. Then, I hesitated for a second and reached back on the counter to find that other Luna attempt. Laid them down on the deck for a pic, trying to get a square shape from the two of them. . .and the rounded one's mouth rolled over to the other ones cheek. Well, that throws another idea or two into the mix. I'll show ya what I end up doing with them as soon as it finds its way out of my brain and into reality :)
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The Learning Curve

The Learning Curve

I've been using a Minor Burner torch since I started lampworking in Feb. 2006. I always wondered about the learning curve when you switch setups, but switching from an oxygen concentrator to an oxygen tank last month was no problem-- in fact, that switch made me very happy,very quickly. Then, on a maybe-misguided whim, I spent money I shouldn't have on a used Bethlehem Betta torch a few weeks ago. Well,my parents came for a quick visit this weekend, and my dad adjusted the mount on my worktable and hooked up the Betta for me. (I swear, he's gonna try melting glass before it's all over with-- he had that baby lit and was playing with the flame.) Anyway, last night, I got to try the Betta, and I like it "betta" AND there isn't much of a learning curve when you switch torches! These babies are not my best for two reasons, and those reasons don't have much to do with the new torch itself: 1. I went to the torch without any particular inspiration,so they don't have much pizazz, and 2. Pop changed the angle of the torch and I was too dense to change the angle of my chair, so I felt like I was working left-handed instead of right-handed.
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Lift Me to the Sky

Lift Me to the Sky

I stood at the kitchen door this morning, waiting for the sunrise so I could take a picture of her, this sun worshipper in glass. The sun was coming up behind the trees, and I could see several different subdued shades of pink. I could almost feel myself holding my breath while I waited to snap the shot as the sun popped over those trees and made her glow with that early morning light. I waited, and I waited, and the sun moved higher in the trees. . .only to be covered by some low clouds. As much as I wanted that picture, it made me happy not to get it. You should see the farmer's corn next to us, see it in midday when the sun is shining down and those beautiful green leaves are curling up in the heat. We need rain, and I hope that's what those clouds are bringing this time!
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Three Graces & Pandora's Box

Three Graces & Pandora's Box

There's more to the story of Pandora than I remembered. She was sort of the Eve of her pantheon, made by the gods, responsible for introducing bad things into the world. You oughtta look her up sometime, it's very interesting to see all the different versions of her story. In one, Athena is the goddess who dressed Pandora, and the Three Graces (or Charities) gave her necklaces made by Hephaestus, the blacksmith of the gods. Hmmm, how about that?? Sounds like the Graces would've liked flameworked glass beads, huh?? So, here are my goddesses and Pandora's box :)
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Cigar Box Girl

Cigar Box Girl

It must be the warm tones of Moretti brown making me think of tobacco, but this girl has been "The Cigar Box Girl" to me every since she started emerging from the torch. That was almost a month ago. She's been patiently waiting for me to find a wooden cigar box to attach her to for a decorative handle. Never did find that. Of course, a nice humidor would be perfect. What I did find weekend before last was a wonderful little wooden trinket box with a thin veneer of shell on the top of the lid. So, that's my project this afternoon. Finally gonna put the Cigar Box Girl on a wooden box.
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Face It Ringholder & the Story of the Lost Ring

Face It Ringholder & the Story of the Lost Ring

Once upon a time, long ago, before college and marriage and kids, when the world was full of possibilities, when there was time to dream up entire endless lists of books and authors in the vein of "The Race to the Outhouse" by Will E. Makit, once upon a time, there were two friends. They shared the same warped sense of humor, the same quick wit, the same creative impulses. . . the same standing instruction from their last period teacher to go find something to do and pester someone else. Ah, somehow, that time seems even farther away than the twenty three years it has been since graduation. Oh, yeah, the lost ring. My friend spent hard-earned money to buy me a birthstone pinkie ring for my 18th birthday. I lost the ring about two weeks later. Face it, I need things like a special place to keep a ring if I ever take it off :)
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Venus, the Twilight Fairy:   Beginning of a Wish

Venus, the Twilight Fairy: Beginning of a Wish

Purplish twilight skies, evening spreading across the flatlands...the perfect time to call on Venus to grant a wish. Ah, the Evening Star Wish! What did you wish for when you were little? What will you wish for tonight if you see the Evening Star?
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Feather in the Wind

Feather in the Wind

Outside looking for that special "something" for her. Picking dandelions because of that buttery yellow and how it would look with the gold and ivory. Glimpsed a feather, decided to leave it. Changed my mind and bent back down to get it. . .just as a slight breeze lifted it and carried it away. Chased it down, and stole it from the wind. But it's gone again. It's amazing what a single feather taught me about dynamics in those few minutes. It really was light and aerodynamic, because the breezes here on a June day really aren't very strong. This feather just kept swirling away from me, until I finally lost it. Think there might be some message I'm supposed to get here?
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Puck, Puck, Do Bring Me Luck!

Puck, Puck, Do Bring Me Luck!

Puck, I choose the believe only the stories where you are a mischievous household elf who stirs up little bits of trouble but then helps the household by doing chores at night! I'm already disorganized, so I think I can handle a few misplaced ink pens or scissors, in exchange for a few chores swiftly done in the dead of night. Hmmmmm, first thing up-- if I don't figure out my hubby's new iPod and get music loaded on it for him, do you think you could take care of it tonight? Thanks, Puck, and I'll leave out a bowl of cream for your reward!
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Getting a Handle on Things

Getting a Handle on Things

Transparents! I can do transparents in my kinda size now that I got an oxygen tank! Happy Dance! This one is done in one of my favorite combos when I was a newbie trying to make little beads-- amber, amethyst, teal, and aquamarine. I'm going to make this one into a handle on an incense box. . . and if you peek at the pics, you might see the transparent Gravity Girls I made in each of the four colors. They're going to be the surprise inside the box!
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Spying on the Forest King & Queen-- A Moment Captured

Spying on the Forest King & Queen-- A Moment Captured

Shhhh, don't startle them. I thought I heard some voices near the trees in our backyard, so I grabbed my camera and tried to get some pics! It was the Forest King & Queen. Try as I might, I couldn't hear exactly what they were discussing. . . but I could tell they adore each other, and I think they might have been having one of those everyday conversations just like any other couple.
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Maybe That's Just Belly Beutton LInt??

Maybe That's Just Belly Beutton LInt??

Well, I can't get the #@$# etching cream out of this woman's belly button! I keep cleaning her, letting her dry, cleaning again. . .aw, it's just been one of those weeks. I think it was AndreaJane who said,"The crappiest glass comes right before the art." I hope, hope, hope, she is right about that because I've had a crappy glass, what's the use of torching anyway kind of week.So, in an effort to humble myself before the glass gods, here are my middle-aged fairies. Maybe they'll give somebody a smile! Actually, I'm liking the idea, but I'm having trouble getting them to come out just right because I keep adding something, taking it too far, etc. Big sighs from me. I already feel better, just telling you about it.
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Market Day

Market Day

See her walking down a dry, sandy road, heading home with her bundle of goods gracefully balanced atop her head. She's laughing and talking with her friends as they walk along with the children in tow. The funny thing about this 4" tall bead is that her bundle really is tilting just a tiny bit, just like a real bundle balanced on your head would shift and move as you move. I wound the bundle around the top of her head like you might do a hollow bead. While I was warming her up, I warmed that connecting area just a bit more than I meant to, and the weight of the bundle shifted while the base was warm and flexible. I love when gravity adds a realistic touch to the glass!
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Shaman Spirituality Shelf

Shaman Spirituality Shelf

Beads, beads, whaddya gonna do with all those sculptural beads? How about a miniature bookshelf that holds meaning and holds your miniature books that hold meaning?
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Passages:  Mother Earth Goddess Blessing Bearer

Passages: Mother Earth Goddess Blessing Bearer

You've seen her before, but now she's been incorporated into a very unique way to present your blessings to someone special. I was thinking of all the people who've encouraged me throughout my life, and of how if they've written something special to mark an occasion, I've wanted to read and re-read it many times. Just think, if you give your message to someone in a way that they can display it, you will be that much closer to them as they re-read your words often.
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Brigid's Healing Well:  A  Saintly Goddess' Portal

Brigid's Healing Well: A Saintly Goddess' Portal

Oh, she's been claimed by Celts and Christians alike, and probably by many before those. Brigid, goddess of poetry and smithcraft and healing, worshipped where water springs from the Earth. St. Brigid, second only to St. Patrick in Ireland, with her feast day a celebration of the first day of spring. Now, I think I want to claim her, too. We take for granted our water, casually turning on a faucet or twisting the top on a bottle, but it was not always this easy. Once upon a time, water sources had to be found, and when they were found they were treasured, especially springs bubbling up from Mother Earth. Think about how you might feel much more reverence for water if you did not have it at your fingertips. Think about how you might also attribute its goodness to a higher power and leave tokens of your appreciation. I think what I will take from the story of Brigid is the healing power of water, the soothing sounds of a spring calling forth a healing of the spirit.
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Les Blondes

Les Blondes

Hmmmm, wonder if blondes really do have more fun??
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Lotus Stand

Lotus Stand

Geez, I couldn't stand it any longer! I did this stand late last week, and I love it. . . but I keep waiting to get the accompanying goddess "just right" before I show ya the whole thing. Can't stand it another minute. The lotus design of the stand is something I tried to do last fall but just couldn't "get" it. Then, for Easter, I made some flower petal discs. So, if I could do one layer like that, pushing in the molten disc at certain intervals to make leaves, why not try making two layers on a stand? It's not perfect, when is my stuff ever perfect?? But it has a cool look to it, and I'm excited :)
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Nott, Goddess of Night

Nott, Goddess of Night

Daughter of a giant named Narfi, she was beautiful, this Viking personification of the night. She married three times, and each union produced another part of our world. Space came from the marriage of Nott to Darkling. Earth was born of the marriage of Nott to Another. Day was created by the union of Nott and Dawn. You know, after I read this story in a couple of different places, I realized she might not have been considered a goddess but a giant. Who knows? Since her mother is not mentioned, and since she comes from the time in Viking mythology when there were only gods and giants, then I shall call her a goddess. Imagine, creating Space and Earth and Day! Wouldn't you be tilting your head back to look upward and survey your handiwork in the heavens, too?
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Earth Mother

Earth Mother

As I write, rain is gently falling outside the window. Not too much rain, not too fast, just a soaking rain to saturate the ground. The iris blooming next to the west side of the house are covered with droplets, each a tiny magnifying glass over the already instense lavender color. The cats are huddled under the eave of the patio, close enough to keep themselves blissfully dry and still be able to keep an eye on all the birds in the yard. Katie and I have the windows raised, or as she says, "Let's open the screams, Mommy." This is one of my favorite kinds of spring days, one of Mother Earth's finest dresses thrown on for a pleasant afternoon party.
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Come a Little Closer to the Flame, Baby!

Come a Little Closer to the Flame, Baby!

You know what? The only things these three beads have in common are the color combo and my need to melt some glass the other day! My mind was busy trying to sort out all the options for a display for an I Ching sculpture that turned out to be a kickass Kuan Yin sculpture, but that's another story that I hope to tell ya about later this weekend. Anyway, I just needed to melt some glass, and there was that new package of glass with the dark yellow and some orange. I couldn't concentrate on any one theme or idea, but I couldn't leave the flame, either! Yeah, come a little closer to the flame, baby!
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Have Goddess, Will Travel

Have Goddess, Will Travel

Kuan Yin goddess. Earth over Heaven beads. Carlyle Lake. Sunshine, water, and a breeze off the lake. Wanna come along?
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Turquoise Tao Trinkets

Turquoise Tao Trinkets

Turquoise glass. Tao symbols. Trinkets you can hold in your hand. May be part of a sculpture I can "see" in my mind, but hefty and solid and meditative in their own right.
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Thumb Action

Thumb Action

Okay, I kept trying to think of good names for these beads. Things along the lines of stringed instruments, ribbed upholstery, something catchy alluding to all the raised stringer lines. . . but the entire time I was trying to come up with a name, my thumb was running up and down the stringer. "Thumb Action" it is!
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Shou

Shou

Longevity and immortality. You've probably seen this circular Chinese symbol Shou. Raise it as stringer decoration on sculptures of other religious or inspirational figures, and what better way to gently remind yourself to nurture your spirituality daily? Ah, see, the conclusion I'm coming to in this midlife quest for "the" religion for me is that there is no one "right" way to worship and be inspired by this miraculous world. . . so, why shouldn't we freely pick and choose from the spirituality buffet? Why limit ourselves to the good things of one religion or culture, when there are so many inspirational thoughts and ideas and concepts?
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Omniscient Hand

Omniscient Hand

Inspired by a Jewish Hand of God good luck charm, this hand holds within it many things. Protection- from the Egyptian eye of Horus. Love and Hope- because these come from all religions. Heaven and Immortality- the Tao trigram for heaven, the spirals that signify immortality in so many cultures. Guidance- the crooks on each side could be the staff Isis carries, could be the shepherd's hook. Omniscient? Oh, definitely. Hold it in your own hand, and feel the energy, the spirit that comes from "having infinite awareness, understanding, and insight."
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Bear Paws

Bear Paws

Another one inspired by many religions. This one started out as a version of a Hand of God (Jewish good luck charm), but when I took it out of the kiln I realized it looked like a bear paw. Of course, bears are considered magical by some cultures, so there ya go. . . another hand of a god :)
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I Ching Tiles

I Ching Tiles

The I Ching is an ancient Tao way of providing advice and divining the future. It's over three thousand years old. I've been thinking about what makes Chinese symbols so fascinating, and I think it has something to do with the weight of history behind them. When we explore the other cultures in our world, how can we not be drawn to those things that have survived hundreds, even thousands, of years? I can write PEACE with glass stringer on a bead, but when I add the Chinese hexagram for "peace" the bead becomes more mystical, doesn't it? The hunger for spirituality and the element of feeling connected to history both color our world more than we realize, don't ya think?
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Isis

Isis

Isis. Such a short, uncomplicated name for such a complicated Egyptian goddess. She was revered for many reasons, looked to as the goddess of such things as motherhood, harvest, food, the winds of spring, and fertile waters. Sometimes, she was shown with a throne on her head, indicating her royalness. Other times, as I tried to do here, she was shown with the sun and cow horns, as well as the wings of an eagle. She was so popular that her cult survived ancient times and traveled to other parts of the world. I think this aura of magnificence, compassion, and helpfulness makes her very intriguing!
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Stringer Therapy

Stringer Therapy

Yep, needed another stringer fix, but ya know I can't resist the sculpting. . . so here's what happened when I combined the two to make a scarab. Oh, and Egyptians! Gotta love that theme, too, so this was a triple play day! Let me see if I can remember the details. Hmm, dark brown transparent center encased in clear and then flattened into a thick oval. Dark yellow sun with orange stringer swirl. Raised and sculpted clear scarab body, then lots and lots of dark brown stringer tracing the body and covering the back of the bead. Know what I do remember for certain?? Making this was like meditation for me. Lay down a line. Lay down another line. Feel the heat of the flame (nope, don't even bother to turn down that big flame anymore, just work up close and quickly). Lay down some more lines. Almost get fingers too close to the flame while using the very last of one piece of stringer-- don't let go, or you won't have a continuous line. Ah, I love glass!
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The Willow

The Willow

The willow tree beside my driveway dances gently in the wind. This is a three bead sculpture of Kuan Yin, a Chinese goddess who often holds a willow branch as a reminder of beauty. She dances gently in the glass, taunting me for not giving her even more movement. She is a thing of beauty in my mind's eye, though, for I can look at the by now cooled glass and still see the molten glass dancing in the flame as I poured on more layers to her flowing skirt and sleeves.
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The Sound of Music Ringing in My Ears

The Sound of Music Ringing in My Ears

The hills were alive with the sound of music as I was torching this dress. For some reason, the swirling turquoise made me think of Maria singing on the hillside in "The Sound of Music". Long ago, I spent one summer babysitting two of my youngest cousins. I'd work at Kentucky Fried Chicken for the evening shift, bring leftover chicken to share with Uncle Ralph and Aunt Carol, chat over that chicken, then go to bed...only to be awakened very, very early next morning by the sound of "The Sound of Music". Very early, Bobby! Way too early in the morning to listen to Julie Andrew's chipperness every single morning! Ah, I digress...the bead sculpture is named Joy-Maria, for all the joy bursting from Maria's voice as she swirled across the hillside.
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Penmanship Practice

Penmanship Practice

Sculpting may be my number one glass love, but writing with glass was my first big addiction! Once I started reading about lampworking and actually asking my cousin questions about it, one of the first questions out of my mouth was, "So, you can write things with those stringers, right?" Hmmmm, that made her smile, I'm sure! I said it just like it was no big deal to write in glass. Well, this weekend, I just felt the need to do some writing instead of sculpting. Here's the mish-mash of different beads.
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I Made This Hand, and Then. . .

I Made This Hand, and Then. . .

. . . and, then, the glass gods flipped me off. No joke, I pulled this thing out of the kiln and it was giving me the finger, flipping me the bird! I sure didn't do that on purpose, although I will admit to making an obnoxious smiley face with an extended finger, just as a favor to my little brother. But, this, this was not planned, and it certainly set the tone for the rest of my day yesterday. Good grief! I was really excited about that hand when I put it in the kiln. I knew that it was stuck to the mandrel because I tried to remove some of the extra glass at the end of that offending middle finger. When I pulled of the glass, I managed to bring bead release with it. I thought "what the heck", I'll finish this hand because it's looking really neat. The whole idea was to make an upturned palm with fingers slightly curled as if holding something, so why not just use the mandrel to attach it to a frame/background of some sort. I even made a hollow heart in a more realistic shape, thought it would be neat to have the heart almost draping out of the palm.
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Cameo Figure

Cameo Figure

I hadn't tried a cameo since last fall when the sculpting bug hit really hard. Yesterday after I lit the torch and realized too late that I didn't have enough ivory rods on the table to do what I'd planned, I decided I could at least salvage what I already had on the mandrel by making a cameo. Why not? I'd just read Sheila M.'s great Glass Line article, so I had an inspirational nudge in the bas relief direction! Originally, when I sat down at the torch, I had in mind a figure of a girl with long, flowing hair. I could see her reclining with her head forward as if looking at something in a pool of water. So, with the usual change of plans because I didn't do as much planning as I should have, I finished this girl.
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Warmth of the Sun-- Ancient Sun Deities

Warmth of the Sun-- Ancient Sun Deities

The sun rises. The sun sets. We go about our lives, sometimes barely noticing this daily rhythm. We have electricity and lights. Ancient people had fire to light their lives, but they certainly took heed of the sun's daily rising and setting. The Sun often played the role of the most important god in ancient cultures-- without it rising and crossing over the sky, how would life continue? We could ask the same question, but we generally don't, being secure in the knowledge that the sun will continue to burn way past our lifetimes. Sometimes, though, we might do well to pause and remember to be thankful to our own gods for the day and the night.
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Gotta Buncha Flowers

Gotta Buncha Flowers

Shhhhhh, don't tell Grandma or Grandma Vicky, but these flowers are what I'm using to make their Easter presents. Gotta get them done before long, too, so quickie looks while I'm here and longer talks when I get home Monday :)
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Delightfully Ganesh

Delightfully Ganesh

Delightful in his way, always sending out good vibes. . . Ganesh is the Hindu god who is the remover of obstacles. He brings success, peace, and wisdom. It seems that every picture I've seen of him has a festive air to it, a sense of delight in all that life offers. I wanted to convey that same feeling with this three bead sculpture. I hope it brings you a smile and that you can feel those good vibes travelling outward to you!
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Elemental Emergence-- a Yoni Goddess

Elemental Emergence-- a Yoni Goddess

Elemental- because she's got that visceral quality, that collective conscience imagery. Emergence- because not only is she emerging from the stand, she also represents so many emerging thoughts. Yoni- because her base is a representation of Hindu yoni dishes/sculptures/etc, that represent the female. Goddess- because this female stands alone, both literally as a piece of glass sculpture and figuratively as a piece of art expression. Let me just remind you right up front, too, that I am not an expert on any religion and that I do not belong to any religion...I have to say that because any representation of Goddess or goddesses evoke lots of feelings and opinions beyond just the admiration of the physical body and the critique of the artist's ability to sculpt that form. I just have so many thoughts about religions, mythology, and art lately. Call it a mid-life spiritual crisis, if you like. What have I learned so far? That I'll never, ever, be able to learn everything about every religion. That so
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The Presence & The Absence

The Presence & The Absence

What happens when you lose your lifelong companion after forty or fifty years? Do you still feel that person's presence? or do you only feel the physical absence? Two beads made after hearing about another loss. Thinking about life and how to get all the different emotions distilled into glass.
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Bourbon:  Distilled Glass Series

Bourbon: Distilled Glass Series

Bourbon is distilled down from a sour smelling mash into that heavenly, fiery liquid. You don't drink a mug of bourbon, you just take a shot. Why? Bourbon is so refined, that's all it takes. It's been boiled down to just the good stuff. That's what I've been wanting to do with my glass lately, boil it down to just the good stuff, make the emotions (good or bad) so raw you can feel them at a glance. Hey, here's a shot of AngelinaBeadalina :)
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Experimental Quetzalcoatl

Experimental Quetzalcoatl

I will learn to spell Quetzalcoatl. I will learn to spell Quetzalcoatl. I will figure out which spelling is the most popular for that Aztec god who appears as part snake and part bird. Checked out a bunch of books at the library this past Sunday, including one about Central and South American mythology. "Quetzal" (a bird with long green tail feather) and "coatl" (snake) make the Feathered Serpent, who was the Aztec god of sun, sky, wind, and even the morning star. The Aztecs seem so interesting from the distance of ignorance-- Hey, look, it's fierce warriors and they had something to do with chocolate! Well, I don't think I'd ever really read alot about their culture. Yes, they did sacrifices, but it wasn't always their enemies who got fed to the gods. Quetzalcoatl led an interesting life as a god, too. Here are some masks I made after reading a bit. Just played with turquoise because he was often represented in turquoise.
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Kuan Yin

Kuan Yin

Here she is, the serene Chinese goddess who blesses mothers-to-be and helps mothers protect their children. She helps all those who ask, never asking for offerings in return.
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Experimental Quetzalcoatl:  Part 2

Experimental Quetzalcoatl: Part 2

Quetzalcoatl, the "feathered serpent", the Aztec god revered for purity and goodness. . . although the Aztecs tended to be a little overzealous in the way they showed this reverence. I've been trying for the last week to capture the feel of some of the monuments to Quetzalcoatl, as well as the boldness of one particular illustration I found. That picture was just so alive, so glorious! I think I finally captured some of that essence in this mask. . . and I'm so excited!
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Aquarius

Aquarius

Miniature water bearing fountain beads. Tiny, soothing temples to the aqueous soul. Classical structures with a bewitchingly simple allure. Fairies toss their coins into the gently bubbling water and make wishes.
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Quick Peeks at eBay Auctions and New Ideas :)

Quick Peeks at eBay Auctions and New Ideas :)

Uh, huh, the glass addiction is catching up with my checkbook, so I'm finally taking the plunge into eBay! Plus, the To Bead True Blue 2007 show in Tucson is coming up Jan.30-Feb.4, so you might want sneak peeks at what I'm working on for that. Besides, this page was the one titled "Another Girl for My Brother", and I'm pretty sure he was tired of hearing about that! I'll put brief info under each pic. . . and there's no way I can resist lots of pics and stories, so after you check here, you can go to my other pages here to get the details.
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Flow

Flow

. . . just flow.
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Mega Masks

Mega Masks

Mega Masks. This one almost makes me want to make jewelry. . .almost! You know I'd much rather play with big blobs of glass instead of trying to wrap my two left hands around tiny wires and pins! Anyway, this mask grew out of the Flow pieces I was doing. Practicing them suddenly made adding rows "click" for me. I'm still not perfect, when will I ever be perfect at anything?? But I'm doing better with each piece. I even made tiny extra holes at the temple so someone (probably not me) can string feathers, laces, etc. through it for decoration.
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I've Got Butterflies

I've Got Butterflies

Yep, got butterflies in glass and got the butterflies of excitement. . . these are going to be so much fun! I just can't wait until I get back from Christmas vacation to show you these first butterflies! What a way to leave the torch for five days-- with a new idea but not enough time to experiment and practice! Butterflies are just so appropriate for the new year, don't you think? Springtime, of course, but the new year, too. Those fuzzy, not so pretty caterpillars wrap themselves up, only to emerge later as beautiful, delicate butterflies. That's what we humans hope to do as each new year comes, isn't it? Emerge as someone who carries beauty to others? Oh, we'll have to talk more. . . I'm just having trouble focusing since I'm also finishing laundry, trying to remember where I put the gifts for family in Kentucky, feeding one kid, waking up another, longing for my cup of coffee, wondering who I forgot, and thinking maybe next year will be the year I start sending Christmas cards again :)
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New Self Emerging

New Self Emerging

It's coming. The self you're working toward is emerging, beating its butterfly wings into the new year, fluttering with anticipation. Oh, it won't be completely new, just like this butterfly isn't completely new, but it will be fresh and bright and inviting, just like this bright blue butterfly emerging from this goddess. This goddess is one for you and me, symbolically speaking. "Feet of clay", that symbol of mortality, is reflected in her particularly dusty-looking, etched lower body. . . also representing the old self, rugged and worn and beautiful in its own way. The clearness of the upper body, heart included, reflects the clearness of thought that finally leads you to your new self. . . emerging from your hopes and dreams and struggles, fleetingly landing with you. Happy New Year, Happy New Self. Hope 2007 brings you this much closer to the person you want to be.
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Georgia (O'Keeffe, that is) on My Mind

Georgia (O'Keeffe, that is) on My Mind

Georgia was some kinda fearless artist, now wasn't she? Posing naked for a photographer, traveling the desert, painting sensous flowers. . . I finally checked out some of the official Georgia O'Keeffe websites, snooping around to see what her story was, not remembering much about her except that her flower closeups have a reputation for portraying more than just a flower. What I came away with was admiration for this woman, more than just a superficial kind of respect for her abstracts. Please, keep in mind this is just what I came away with, and is in no way meant to be a mini-biography. What was special about Georgia? She was an artist all her life! If she wasn't making headway with her art going down one path, she forged another. She must have been truly comfortable with herself! Posing au naturel in that day and age, traveling out west without a male escort in that day and age, knowing what she wanted and getting it without reserve in that day and age. What was so special about Georgia? Her a
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Mahakala,  the Protector

Mahakala, the Protector

These are a touch scary and ugly! All the better for protecting against all things evil, don't ya think? I googled Tibetan art and found Mahakala, chief dharmapala (protector of Buddhist teachings) and the ferocious face on masks hung in Tibetan homes as protection against evil. Talk about scary and magnificent at the same time! You've probably seen these masks-- absolute wonders of art packed into a face full of symbolism. His wrathful expression comes from the energy released as he cuts through powerful obstacles. The five skulls in his headress represent victory over five emotional obscurations. His third eye symbolizes the wisdom of omniscience-- and adds to the u-g-l-y factor. Google images of Mahakala, and see for yourself, okay? I can't possibly begin to tell his story. Just like I discovered I can't possibly begin to recreate those masks. . . but I kind like what I did get when I tried!
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Tucson Trinkets

Tucson Trinkets

Sneek-a-peek! What a fun collaboration for me! The McDuck has been sending me unusual changeable pendants that she thinks would "go" with my beads, and I've been busy trying to make the beadalinas to go with them. Hmm, methinks this collaboration could last past Tucson. . . hint, hint, Mary! The first one we did was the Buddha head. Mary sent me pictures and measurements, and I made the Buddha body sitting on the lotus and the OM symbol. When the package with the findings arrived, I rushed home to try them. . . and the Buddha bead fit just right! I'm loving this, especially since I have a few changeable pendants of my own and I know from experience just how much fun they are! You can check out Mary's other findings at www.mcduckcreations.com.
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Water Fountain Beads

Water Fountain Beads

Shhhhhh, listen. Do you hear it? Water flowing effortlessly over glass? Real water, though these first two aren't set up with a pump. These are the beginning versions. I made them last night, but the idea has been turning over in my mind since before Christmas. As I tested that wonderful Lauscha sample pack that Mari N. gave me, I envisioned rings/flanges stacked on top of each other with water flowing down the stack. Oh, but you know the glass gods can't allow me to actually get what I envision out of the glass! So, these were the beginning last night. This morning, Kate and I headed straight to the hardware for plastic tubing and copper tubing. Guess what I experienced first hand and now will remember-- copper gets purty darn HOT and stays purty darn HOT for a long time! So much for Mrs. Burnt Fingers using copper tubing like a mandrel. . . so I tried the brass hot fingers. They wouldn't grasp tight enough, and a couple of those beadalinas hit the deck! Made me so mad, I reheated them and stuc
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MoTown Mamas

MoTown Mamas

Honestly, I was trying to make something besides faces and heads! Did you see Aquarius? Fountains with nary a face. Ah, but these big-haired divas just kept tapping their high-heeled toes and demanding a solo at the torch! The solid black one was made on a piece of copper tube for the fountains, but I put her picture here because her regal shape inspired the next one. I can't wait to make a few more of these!
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Sexy Cleopatra Eyes

Sexy Cleopatra Eyes

Elizabeth Taylor= Cleopatra. Cleopatra Eyeliner= Sexy Eyes. Sorry, Bette, but Cleopatra eyes have got to be the most sultry ones. Cleopatra was a warrior, using her armies, using her body. You know Caesar and Antony both quaked in their sandals when that woman gave them the look. It's been over 6 years since I read Margaret George's The Memoirs of Cleopatra, and as much as I love a good story, I'm not great with remembering the details of history. What I do remember is the feel of this book written from the "voice" of Cleopatra herself. Nine hundred fifty-seven pages filled with the will of a strong woman who made her history happen with a combination of wisdom and wiles and warrior attitude. I'm gonna have to read that again someday. . .
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Confucius Say. . .

Confucius Say. . .

There is a fair amount of order and ceremony in lighting a torch and melting glass, if you think about it. Confucius valued order and ceremony, as well as the human characteristics of humanity, wisdom, and courage. So, do you find wisdom as you sit at the torch? I think I think more about humanity and courage when I am in front of the flame, envisioning the bead that will come from the glass. Does that approach wisdom? Probably. Not necessarily profound new thoughts for the world, but maybe newer, deeper thoughts for me at the time. How can you not think about the personality that is emerging from the flame when you are making a face bead? For these versions of Confucius and his followers, I was thinking about the 20-yr-old grade school textbook titled "Confucius and Ancient China". This simple book talked about Confucius' desire to implement rules and bring about order in any community he helped govern. Sometimes, he removed himself from society and wandered the land with loyal followers because
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Shang Dynasty

Shang Dynasty

No history lesson this time, just pictures of beads inspired by drawings of Shang Dynasty people performing a ritual and by googled pictures of oracle bones.
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Sculpted Vessels:  Part 1

Sculpted Vessels: Part 1

The hits, the misses. The ones I'm proud of, the ones that'll never step their little bodies out the door of my house. You know I love to sculpt, but having never really practiced hollows much, this is a strange obsession for me! Truth be known, I'm proud as I can be of each one as it comes out of the kiln. . . it's not real easy to keep that much glass warm through two detailed steps (sculpting plus the hollow). Even more of a challenge has been learning to do the faces "upside down". I usually work chin to forehead, left to right on the mandrel, but the hollow and the enclosed end of these vessels needs to be at the right end of the mandrel. Well, anyway, I'll keep ya posted on the progress:
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BEAD MARDI GRAS, BEAD LENT

BEAD MARDI GRAS, BEAD LENT

. . . You wouldn't give up all foods or hobbies or whatever for Lent, so I'm not giving up all beads. . . But I am giving up showing you faces during February. (Big Disclaimer, then we can go on with the story: If I get some great gallery or wholesale offer next week, then "a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do", but I won't make you look at the pictures :))I think the whole idea of Mardi Gras, Lent, and Easter can be distilled into spiritual and just plain how to live life wisdom for all people. So, here's why I'm going to observe "BEAD LENT". I've been torn between doing more of what I love right now, which is making faces, and doing something new that wouldn't involve faces. Ohmygosh, I love doing faces! Most of the ones this week even had eyelashes! Still, even though the faces continue to come out of the flame with their own personalities, I think it's time to make myself stretch and grow in another direction. Let's face it, if you don't stretch yourself, it shows. Gotta tell ya, though, stre
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Love NOte Pockets

Love NOte Pockets

Little love notes can be tucked into the glass pocket of this bead! I can't wait to try more of these big beads with pockets on them! It was a challenge to build up the front of the heart pocket without letting it collapse onto the base part of the bead. It was so fun, though! Hope you enjoy the idea and the pictures! More as soon as I get home from Tucson and make the trip to Kentucky and back to pick up my sweet James and Katie! Angie
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Angie's Lampworking  "Studio"

Angie's Lampworking "Studio"

Hey, I met lots of you in Tucson who were interested in learning to make beads, so I thought you might like to see pics of my worktable. This is where the glass is transformed from simple rods to really fun beads! I'm not an expert, just been doing this a year, but maybe this will help you envision what is needed to get started. It will probably also generate even more questions-- so don't be shy, email if you have questions, and I'll try my best to answer them :) My dad made my worktable. It has a stainless steel counter with plenty of room for my kiln, torch, and glass that I'm using for a particular project. My hubby gave me his old craftsman toolbox, which I use to store lots of glass rods. I didn't take a picture of the propane tank and oxygen concentrator, though, so don't forget those pieces of equipment. Okay, let's look at some pics!
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Athena's Shield

Athena's Shield

Subtley shaped like the lower torso of a woman, this warrior's shield with its loop for attaching strength charms or tiny talismans just begged to be called "Athena's Shield". I just looked up Athena, curious about the details I've forgotten over the years since fourth grade (which was the year I read all the mythology books I could find in the grade school library). Athena represents the noble side of war, among other things. She is definitely an archetype of the good mother-- knows many skills that make a house a home, and will fight to defend that home. Her shield is often shown with the head of Medusa gracing the center. I just might have to try that next time I torch :)
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Athena the Owl

Athena the Owl

Who was it who said I'm "touched, but in a good way"? Long time ago, when I showed one of my strange experiments in glass. . . and I did indeed take it as the compliment it was meant to be. Well, Loriola, I thought of that today when I took these owl goddesses out of the kiln! Strange, I know, but here's the idea: Athena, mother, warrior, goddess, protector of home and hearth, Medusa on her shield, wearing Zeus' aegis, owl on her helmet or in her hand. The owl, that's what got my attention. It's not her pet, it is her in another form. Hmmm, what would the transformation look like??
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Vis Consili Expers Mole Ruit Sua

Vis Consili Expers Mole Ruit Sua

"Strength without wisdom falls by its own weight." Found this quote in an online article about Athena. Athena, goddess of wisdom, goddess of the noble aspects of war. Athena, shapeshifting to the owl. Athena, inspiring thoughts of sisterhood, strength, and wisdom.
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The Cursed, Crusty Coral  Collection

The Cursed, Crusty Coral Collection

My mission: spend Sunday afternoon seeking out and melting to bits all of that ugly batch of coral Moretti taking up space in my glass toolbox. Mission partially accomplished: I burnt the snot out of a great big bunch of that dusty, grayish, horribly pinkish, not anywhere near orange coral! If you're new to glass, let me warn you-- apparently every batch of Moretti coral is a different color. Sometimes, usually when you only order 1/4 lb., the coral is a beautiful slightly pinkish but mostly light orange-y color. Sometimes, generally when you decide to buy a whole pound or two, the coral you get is just downright U. G. L. Y. I decided yesterday that I was going to burn up as much of that ugly coral stash as possible. . . still ugly glass, but I think I burnt up a few frustrations along the way, too :)
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Sorrow

Sorrow

Can sorrow and tears be captured in glass? Oh, not literally, the molten glass would vaporize a tear before it even hit the flame. Figuratively, I think so. Yesterday, as I was planning this bead, my mom called to tell me that a childhood friend had died. He lived hard, so maybe it wasn't a surprise. . . but I keep thinking about the sorrow his mother must feel. Another child gone, and who ever thinks they will live to see any of their children die, let alone two? As I wound this glass onto the mandrel and tried to shape this figure with her head hanging low and her hands running through her hair, I believe I was still mourning for that mother. Sorrow. Just sorrow.
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Tribal Elders

Tribal Elders

Warriors, shields, wisdom, courage. . . my thoughts have been leading this way, and when I finally unpacked my show display I remembered the abstract warriors on the table skirt material. These "warriors" came out completely different, though. They had a peaceful feeling to them, not a raging fierceness. Armed with shield and spear, like any other warrior, but honor and respect are the "weapons" that protect them in this world now.
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Dancing

Dancing

This girl is a free spirit...humming her favorite song and dancing to the tune. It doesn't bother her that you can't hear the music, either. Look closely for a minute, quiet your mind, and you'll hear the faint strains of the music.
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Blue

Blue

Blue, reduced. Blue, stylized.
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Circle of Sisterhood

Circle of Sisterhood

Time brings a growing appreciation of your sisters in life. The circle of sisterhood strengthens itself with time. Your sister in life doesn't even ask, she just shows up when you need a hand to lift you up out of the abyss. Your sister in life doesn't have to ask, she already knows what to do. The circle grows stronger with each passing year. . . sometimes pulling tighter, sometimes loosening and stretching to allow growth. The circle is so strong because it has weathered the bad days and basked in the glory of the good days. The circle reaches across time-- call your sister if you need her now, no matter if it's been years since you were in touch. The circle reaches around and encompasses all the other stuff in life-- your sister understands that life keeps you busy, she will gladly sit and talk a minute whenever your pathes get a chance to cross. The circle endures. Cherish it.
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Jumping on the Spring Bandwagon

Jumping on the Spring Bandwagon

"March Pinks", that's what Granddaddy called daffodils. I still have no idea where that name came from, except that the first daffodils of the year are so much more than just a splash of yellow. They're an amazing herald of spring, the same as that first robin you see bobbing around the yard. So, with snow on the ground and spring on my mind, I tried a couple of daffodils. Plenty of other people have done them, but I had to try to figure them out myself. Hope my beginning attempt brings a little sunlight indoors for you!
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My Easter Offering: Jesus, Mary, the Cross

My Easter Offering: Jesus, Mary, the Cross

Heads up! No bunnies with two ears in here! No orange carrots! Just Jesus on the Cross and Mary at the Cross. OOOPS! That's been done before, I'm sure of it :) Alright, enough of my snide copy police zings. . . Here's my Easter offering. Jesus on the Cross, vines and leaves growing on the Cross, the words Tree of Life on the back. Now, that connection must have been made by plenty people before me, but it hit me when I was thinking about how to do the cross part of this. Because of the Resurrection, that piece of wood did become a Tree of Life. Mary at the Cross was my attempt to capture her feelings as she waited and prayed.
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Seeking . . .

Seeking . . .

Seeking what? Faces, maybe?? Okay, I'm really missing making faces, and I can't wait until March so I can get back at it! So, what have I sought to take the place of faces this February? Figures. Yep, tried to make myself take a break from the human face, and the farthest I've traveled away from it is this-- to the human form! I've been pouring some emotion into some figures, and with some like these Seekers, I've been stretching my skills to make legs and arms. But, it's not the same as faces. It's really something you should do off-mandrel, with boro, I'm sure. But, even I am guilty of sticking with the familiar. So here are my figures, soft glass, on the mandrel, but with lots of personality coming from within.
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A Few Feel Good Bead Requests

A Few Feel Good Bead Requests

Here are a few that people either requested or gave me ideas for the beads. Hope you enjoy them.
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The Weight

The Weight

This is dedicated to the woman who couldn't possibly wear one of my Buddha beads because "Oh,no,Buddha's not God". God, or whoever you choose to call the higher powers in the universe, takes many forms, and I find many of them moving and inspiring. Jesus is no less moving or inspiring than Buddha or any other prophet. I'm no expert on any religion, but I've read bits and pieces about many different ones since last fall when I started making big focal beads inspired by religious art. Just with this basic background and some deep thought, I can "see" the recurring symbols and ideas that cross time and cultures to become embedded in human thought.
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Georgia's Prickly Situation

Georgia's Prickly Situation

I think the ghost of Georgia O'Keeffe must be fraternizing with my creative muse because I keep running into Georgia's work and life this winter. This time, I riffed on a 1937 Ansel Adams picture of Georgia flirting with a tour guide in Arizona. I keep staring at that picture, just wondering what else is going to come out of the glass from it. There wasn't a cactus in the picture, but it was set in the wild west(and the magazine was Cowboys&Indians). The story behind the picture was that Adams, O'Keeffe, and several other friends set out on a long camping trip through the Southwest. Ansel snapped the pic of Georgia and the cowboy, her lookly slyly sideways, him looking down at his feet. One moment caught in time, and from looking at it, people assumed that Georgia and Orville were having an affair.
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Morning Metamorphosis: Ms. Jackie

Morning Metamorphosis: Ms. Jackie

Ms. Jackie needs her morning cup of coffee, needs that daily metamorphosis from sleepy-eyed, foggy-headed, just-got-up daze to the rich-aroma-smelling, clearer-headed, now-I'm-a-movin' wakefulness. Yep, a two-sided bead was just the ticket to show this metamorphosis!
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Rangi & Papa

Rangi & Papa

Pops #2 told me about the Maori people of New Zealand, emailed me links and pictures, and challenged me to do something with the idea. Well, I read about their creation god and goddess. Rangi and Papa are the short versions of their names. Rangi and Papa loved one another so deeply and were tightly embraced, so much so that their children who lived between them could not grow. These children pushed Rangi the father out into the sky and Papa the mother back down to the earth. The children then grew to become the beginnings of the Maori tribe families. Rangi cries tears from the sky, and sometimes Papa shudders with lonesomeness-- falling stars and earthquakes. Thanks, Paul/Carol's dad, for the push, and I'm working on capturing the spirit of warrior faces.
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Sun Imps

Sun Imps

Oh, yeah, we've got sunshine today. . .along with a few Sun Imps. Sort of like Gremlins, but brighter and shinier and they like the light. But they don't like to hold still! I caught this one playing in my light tent setup. He was fascinated with the shiny silver finish on the camera. While he was staring at it, I snapped a few pics. More pictures tomorrow of his two friends. . . if I can catch the little suckers!
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"Sunshine on  Cloudy Day. . ."

"Sunshine on Cloudy Day. . ."

I can't help it, that song is running through my head as I post these pics. She just looks like she dresses up because she's worth the trouble, like she brings joy to everyone else around her by making each day a special occasion. Of course, she's adding to my inferiority complex right now, since I'm sitting here in my light gray sweatshirt and dark gray sweatpants (see what I mean? I don't even bother to match my sweats!) Hmmmm. Maybe I'll get inspired to dress up before I head to town this morning to get some shipping supplies. Then again, maybe I'll just wear what I've got on, so I can hurry with the shopping trip and get back home to torch a few more fancy ladies?
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A Little March HouseCleaning

A Little March HouseCleaning

3/10/07 You know, I still can't seem to shake my dread of eBay, so that means I've got more than a few beads piling up here at home. . . and I'm running out of room! These babies are all on sale through next weekend. If you're interested, head on over to www.Angelinabeadalina.com and click on the shopping page. There's a link at the bottom of this page, too :)
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Warriors

Warriors

See the tongue sticking out? That's your clue that these are inspired by the Maori tribes in New Zealand. Paul Polinski put me on the trail of this interesting culture, linking me to New Zealand websites and challenging me to capture the warrior emotions and expressions in glass. As usual, I get inspired by lots of different ideas and then have to let the glass gods have the final say on what actually flows from the flame.
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Nefertiti Ruined

Nefertiti Ruined

The royal beauty of ancient Egypt has mesmerized me. Search Nefertiti on the web, and you'll likely come up with the picture of the bust of this regal woman's haughty head and elegant shoulders. I've been flitting from one goddess to the next since I finally read The DaVinci Code last month, searching for connections to the past, the mystical, the feminine. There are so many things to choose, but Nefertiti has my attention now. (Cleopatra is calling my name, too.) These are my first attempts at capturing her in glass. All that time at the torch to melt this much glass, a tempermental oxygen concentrator, and my innate impatience led to these ladies with their boiled spots and reduced colors. I couldn't throw them away, though, because even an imperfect Nefertiti imparts an aura of secret knowledge of the ways of the world. Say hello to the ladies and their protective Eye of Horus:
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Ganesha, the Hindu god of Success, Peace, & Wisdom

Ganesha, the Hindu god of Success, Peace, & Wisdom

*9-6-06 Just added another Ganesha...This little journey started with a teenager's request for a peace sign and a yin yang sign. Searching for a yin yang sign to look at, I opened John Bowker's book GOD A Brief History. On the way to the Tao section, I saw beautiful Hindu and Buddhist paintings and sculptures. The color combinations were intoxicating, and the textures were so rich. The Hindu god with the elephant's head seemed particularly ornate. He's Ganesha, and he brings success, peace, and wisdom. Voila', another peace sign! Here are my versions of an abstract line drawing of Ganesha:
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Cleopatra

Cleopatra

Nefertiti led me to rediscover Cleopatra. Can you say Cleopatra in your head without adding "Queen of the Nile"? I can't, and I can't say her name without seeing kohl lined eyes, arm bands, and a powerful woman, all in deep dark greens, reds, blues, and yellows. These Cleopatra goddesses are laying on my desk right now, but they aren't lounging. . .they're calling me to pick them up again. The etched ivory is soft and ancient looking, while the unetched green skirt of the larger Cleopatra is shiny and full of depth. And the etching cream I used to help create the "ancient" feel is fairly ancient itself. I bought it about ten years ago, put it away in yet another stash of gotta-have-it-used-it-once-... afford-to-just-throw-it-away craft supplies, and decided to give it a try instead of running to town to buy more. Enough chitchat, her royal highness is ready for her closeup! 8-31-06 All hail, another queen arrives! Yep, gotta another Cleopatra!
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Isis Evolves

Isis Evolves

*10-2-06 New Isis evolved last week! She's at the bottom of the page.*Unlike the real life Nefertiti and Cleopatra, Isis was truly an Egyptian goddess. She was the wife of Osiris and the mother of Horus. Wikipedia.com describes Isis as being "worshipped as the archtypical wife and mother". It's all complicated (what religion isn't?), but over time Isis' identity blended with other Egyptian fertility goddesses, such as Hathor. What's cool about that? Well, Hathor wore a menat, a fertility necklace of a collar with beads connecting it to a piece that hung down her back. I couldn't wait to make one! Just keep your fingers crossed that making fertility necklaces doesn't do anything for the reproductive powers of forty-year-olds. . .I adore my 4 and 5 year old, but wouldn't want to do diapers and wee morning bottles again! Oh, and while I was working, Cleopatra insisted she needed an etched green dress and couldn't wait until I was done with Isis. Oh, well, you know the creative muse, it never takes y
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The Cell Phones of Ancient Egypt & Other Talismans

The Cell Phones of Ancient Egypt & Other Talismans

Yep, ancient Egyptians must have felt the same way about their scarabs as we feel about our cell phones: everybody has one; once you do have one, you can't imagine being without it; they give you a feeling of connection and protection; everybody wants theirs to be personalized in some way; and, of course, the more "important" you are, the fancier yours is! Oh, this analogy is just a little too glib, but I couldn't help thinking about the similarities after I read that almost everyone had a scarab amulet and that most of them were personalized in some way on the back, either with the wearer's name or an inspiring motto or the symbol of a god. The scarab itself was a symbol of rebirth, and reading about it was an awakening in itself yesterday. . .the scarab (a.k.a. dung beetle) (a.k.a. those little roly bugs who scurry around in poop!) symbolized rebirth because from those little balls of poop emerged the infant scarabs. How deep is that? BTW, I've included other amulets here. Hope you enjoy them all!
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Faces of the Nile

Faces of the Nile

Hey, Barb, the glass gods brought another sphinx! Trying to make glass do what you want it to do, when you want it to do it? Like trying to convince your spouse to do things your way because that's the "right" way! Never works, does it? Well, I've done a whole series of Egyptian themes in the 2 or 3 weeks, and a big part of it involved trying to capture the beauty of Nefertiti. You've probably seen pictures of the sculpture showing how beautiful and regal she was. I wanted to make her in glass, the very day I saw her. Some things are just so simple and elegant, they call to me to attempt to make a stunning version of my own. HA.HA.HA. Never did capture her the way I envisioned. You can wander around this AngelinaBeadalina gallery and see the scattered remains everywhere! Then yesterday, I looked up at my abstract sketch on a post-it note, just waiting to create a fire hazard right there in front of the torch...that's when I saw that I could do Nefertiti, it just had to be the way the glass wou
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Grown-Up Graffiti Stones

Grown-Up Graffiti Stones

*9/13* Got New Graffiti...Grown-ups need graffiti, too, don't we? We may not want peace signs or smiley faces, but we like having symbols that express an idea with just a glance. Isn't that what graffiti and doodles and scribbles are about anyway? The desire to express yourself bubbling out of your fingertips. My latest expressions in glass are inspired by a Celtic knot and mysterious giant stones standing on end and glass that looks weathered like a rock and the wisdom to be found in spiritual symbols. The first stones in this series are here today. They have the weathered look, and they have keepers of wisdom. The Ganesha Wisdom Stone is a reminder from the Hindu world that wisdom can be found if you listen more (large ears), concentrate (small eyes), and talk less (small mouth). Buddha Waits in Stone is an expression of the need to wait, listen, and find your God in the ensuing silence. Keep your fingers crossed that the stars align and the kids behave and the propane doesn't run dry, and ther
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The Dao Is Up !

The Dao Is Up !

This afternoon the Dao closed up 100 points...oh, wait, this isn't that Dow. These beadalinas are inspired by Dao (aka Tao), the Asian concept of "the way". Practically everyone has seen the yin yang symbol and has a loose idea that it's somehow related to religion. Yin and yang stand for opposite and conflicting forces of the universe, and the way they fit snugly into each other represents the way these universal forces interact. Some pictures of the symbol also include a border made of a series of lines and broken lines. These line groups stand for Lake, Earth, Fire, Heaven, Mountain, Thunder, Water, and Wind. Well, this week I seemed to need some energy, bright and positive and invigorating, so I made Fire/Energy beads. My beads are fairly big and eat up a lot of glass, so I'm always filling up the fat inside with colors I already have alot of . For the first Fire/Energy bead I made, that filler color was pea green...and to my initial annoyance, it streaked up my orange! Then, I held it, looke
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Temples

Temples

Line. Line. Line. Dots. Add another roof line. Line. Line. Line. Border. This time it's all about the form as I recreate the essence of Beijing's Temple of Heaven where Chinese emperors received the Mandate of Heaven and made sacrifices to Tian.
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Icons Celebrate at the Stupa

Icons Celebrate at the Stupa

*9/21/06* The Icons are throwing a party at the stupa!*Another Buddha caught my eye while I was looking for pictures of Asian temples. This time it was a Japanese or Korean print with a peaceful meditating Buddha...but what really held my attention was the profusion of lines emanating from his halo. Virtually impossible to recreate so many fine lines in glass! But you know I had to try to pare it down and see if I could get the same effect. Well, when he came out of the kiln, I realized I was still stuck on a bright color kick. Buddha did look peaceful, but in a psychedelic Andy Warhol spilled his paint on my glass way. AND I LIKED IT! I hid him from the world all day yesterday, thinking I'd change my mind about him over time BUT I STILL LIKE HIM! And I made him a Ganesha friend last night, too! After I made Ganesh with his flashback to the 60's clothes, I needed to get another temple out of my head. I'm including a shot of this green temple here because I think Buddha and Ganesh like it for a
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Temples 2:  Evolving Series

Temples 2: Evolving Series

Throughout history, famous temples have been destroyed, only to be rebuilt even more elaborately. Well, I didn't destroy my first Temple beads, but I've built some more and they are getting better! The Japanese built a Shinto shrine called Horyuji in the year 607 AD, but its buildings were made of wood and burned in the year 670 AD. The rebuilt wooden shrine's main hall, called the Kondo, was still standing in 2002. I'll bet when I look it up, I'll find it is still standing, a timeless tribute to the Way of the Kami. The tribes of Abraham have their temples, too. Herod the Great rebuilt the Temple around 37 BC. It was even more ornate than the original. It was a monument to the holiness of Yahweh, who was so holy that no one except one priest entered the most sacred temple once a year. Christians say GOD now, but once his name was so holy it wasn't even pronounced. . .and temples were tributes to this holiness. I can't wait to try to recreate Herod's Temple in glass, because just like the Asian
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Leavin' a Little to the Imagination

Leavin' a Little to the Imagination

*10/2/06* Added a couple of ladies ***Every time I try to make goddesses, I get asked if I'm making those "nekkid women" again! So, I decided to put clothes on them. Now I think they oughtta be censored! These transparent, floaty dresses are sooooo feminine, soooo Hollywood glam alluring. Did I name them yet? Well, you know I love to make up names to go with my beadalinas, but every name I think of makes me wonder if the copyright police are going to get me. For example, I don't think Disney would approve of "Tinkerbell's Honeymoon" as a name for the little goddess in the flirty short gown! Hmmm, don't know if Marilyn ever wore a blue dress, but that one reminds me of the infamous white halter dress. See? I think I'll go out of character and just post the pictures with numbers for titles today...if you have name suggestions, be sure to post them, okay?
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Meditation & Yoga Poses

Meditation & Yoga Poses

Need to de-stress? Channel some serenity from these figures. Whether it's a peaceful yoga pose early in the morning or a Tao worshipper echoing a Buddha pose, you'll find that these figures are sending you positive energy as you lock gazes.
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Head Lines

Head Lines

"Off with their heads!" That was my thought every time I tried to put heads on goddesses or yoga figures. Ah, that would be alot of wasted glass, so I just started making them without heads. Well, you don't get anywhere with glass if you don't experiment and explore and stretch yourself at the torch. . .so I've been exploring heads and hair and jawlines this week. To add dots for cheeks, or just push extra glass upward from the chin? Oh, and the chin--push glass down and back then add, or just build up to begin with? Shape the ear first and then add stringer, or the other way around? Remember any anatomy? What about the occipital lobe; is that the bump at the back of your head, or the little curved one just behind your ear? Hair, hair, everywhere. . .but if you do that in glass, how do you make it flow smoothly and still keep it defined? Questions, questions, and lots of glass. Here's a picture study of my study this week.
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One Bad, Bad Boy...and a Few Good Girls

One Bad, Bad Boy...and a Few Good Girls

Oh, yeah, we all like the bad boys, whether we admit it or not! This one told me the cameos in this group were just too sweet, so he had to inject a little darkness into all that pretty light. The girls do make pretty cameos with their pretty ivory faces, gently waving hair, and golden accents. Just like my hubby is fond of pointing out, though, all those pretty girls like to hang out with the bad boy instead of looking for the good ones. Ha! He thinks he's complaining about all the pretty ones before me who ignored him. . .but I know he's a Bad Boy himself, so I guess that makes me a pretty girl??
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Green Men

Green Men

Green Men started out as pagan symbols of fertility and life. Another of those ancient symbols integrated in Christian life, the pictures I found of them were taken in the Rosslyn Chapel and in another cathedral. They've been around hundreds of years and have evolved into commonplace garden ornaments? Uh, huh, that's where you've seen them--the carved faces looking out from trees or rocks. Okay, I made that connection myself, so it might not be the case. Still, it seems like a pretty obvious connection once you see the pictures. The green men in the Rosslyn Chapel are shown as they progress through the stages of life. On one side of the chapel, they have babyish faces and their vines are mere shoots. There are adults in the prime of life, with mature faces and lush foliage. At the end of the cycle, there are just skulls with dried up leaves. I can't wait to find out more about them, and I had to make my glass versions as soon as I stumbled across them. Here they are. Fancy names and descriptions? No. Personalities? Oh, yes, definitely!
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Mary Praying, Serene Buddha, and a few Ganesh

Mary Praying, Serene Buddha, and a few Ganesh

Sometimes, I think my beadalina's personalities are baked into them in the kiln. . . Buddha just seemed like a too chunky attempt at a figure when I put him in the kiln. What a surprise to pull out a serene, happy face with so much personality and magnetism bursting from within those simplified lines! Can you tell I like him?? I had to wait almost another week before I could try to make some more figures in this style. Yesterday, I was thinking I'd make this a collection of prophets from different religions. Then, when I sat down at the torch, a beautiful praying Mary came through the glass instead of Jesus with outstretched arms. I'll say it again, you can't "tell" the glass what to do, you have to "let" it guide you! I'm showing you my imperfect Ganeshas, too, because I think it's interesting to see the steps in someone's work. Hope you enjoy looking, and may you take away a little piece of serenity for your day!
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Jesus, Crosses, & Angels

Jesus, Crosses, & Angels

God is God is God, at least that's my opinion, so I'm exploring the world's religions and cultures. . .and you can see those themes in my glass. Religious art of all types inspires me, probably because much of it is so ornate and detailed. If you look at enough examples, you'll also find those gems that are truly sacred art. You can feel the reverence instilled by the artist's hand, and you can feel the touch of a higher power instilling life into the art. Those gems are the ones that shine on through the ages, the ones that stand out on an entire page of googled images. I'm not sure why I'm feeling the need to explain all of this just because I've moved on to a Christian theme now. Maybe, I'd just like to explain to the woman who took her money back when she realized she was buying a Buddha. . .I respect all religions and am not excluding hers. Ahhh, tolerance and understanding, aren't we all striving to achieve it? I hope you'll enjoy looking at the sculptures, the attempts to add something of my
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Black Madonna Mystery

Black Madonna Mystery

Another mystery. Descendant of Pre-Christian earth mother/goddess? Daughter of the Isis tradition? Soot covered Catholic icons? Another offshoot of reading The Da Vinci Code? Oh, she's got my attention, and I can't wait to upload these photos, fix the family Sunday morning bacon and eggs, and then sneak back online to read a little more about her. She's mostly from the 13th and 14th centuries, but she garnered attention once again in the 1950's. She was in Polish, Spanish, French, and Italian cathedrals. She's in a grotto in Missouri. She's been related to the Song of Songs by the phrase "Nigra sum sed formosa", which translates to "I am black, but beautiful". She may be related to similar African-American religious art, but in an ancient loop going back to African roots. She may be another case of Christians including ancient worship symbols into their own rituals. Nigra sum sed formosa-- whatever she is, she is beautiful.
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Neptune and the Mermaids

Neptune and the Mermaids

Oh, I know plenty of people have done mermaids before now-- I just wanted to try because my daughter was a mermaid for Halloween this year. These are my beginning ones. I'm thinking I might play around with this idea this week. I tried making these less 3-D, something a little flatter so they'd be comfortable to wear. I like them monochromatic, in transparent colors, with a little touch of gold foil. Hmmmm, gonna think about this some more. . .and figure out how to make the details show up better in the pictures.
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Companions

Companions

Take too many Harlequin romances as a teen, throw in a sculpture of a couple about to kiss, mix it up with a generous bit of the love between long-married couples I know, and ice it with a poem about when Buddha and the Goddess met and melded. . .Whaddya get? Another one of those attempts by me to capture that which cannot be captured! Wait a minute, isn't that what every artist is trying to do? Trying to portray life, trying to compress it down to two dimensions or into a note of music? Okay, sculpting gets you another dimension, and life is literally three-dimensional if you think about what we see and touch. But how do you show "life"? How do you make your art live and breath and feel? You can't, I can't, even the great masters couldn't. . .but we can strive toward it, reach for it, get as close as possible AND THAT'S THE WHOLE POINT OF ART no matter whether it's realistic or abstract, isn't it?
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Goddess

Goddess

The Seeds of Mankind
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YA GOTTA JUST PLAY

YA GOTTA JUST PLAY

What comes out of the glass when you sit down to play at the torch? Lots of times I have a vision I'm trying to bring out of the glass, but sometimes YA GOTTA JUST PLAY. These two just don't really fit in with a theme, but they do have their own personalities. How could I not let them come out to play, too? Check back once in a while to see what friends have evolved for them :)
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OM

OM

Woman cannot bead by sculpture alone. That's all I'm gonna say. . .Shhh, I'm practicing meditating.
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The FireBreathers

The FireBreathers

Inhale age-old power. Exhale creative force. The FireBreathers are here. Dragons and Shamans, ready to share the secrets, the energy, the force.
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Tears of Shiva, Temples of Parvati: Double Sided Masks

Tears of Shiva, Temples of Parvati: Double Sided Masks

Double sided masks re-tell the story: Shiva sat on the mountaintop, meditating, knowing nothing more. Parvati grew up far away from the mountaintop, dreaming, knowing no other man. When Kama brought her to Shiva, Parvati shone blue with intelligence and compassion. Disturbed from his trance, Shiva awakened to Parvati, discovering passion. Parvati's parents were not so entranced with Shiva, and they did not invite the couple to an important ritual gathering. Parvati went anyway, was turned away, and fell to the ground dead from grief. Shiva's mourning disturbed the universe. He cried as he carried Parvati's body to the mountaintop. Vishnu, determined to right the universe, stealthily followed and slowly cut away pieces of Parvati's body. A temple to Parvati sprang up each place a piece of her fell to the ground. This story moved me. I hope this brief re-telling sparks some passion in you, also. These are my first attempts at capturing the devotion and immense passion of the story. I can't w
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The SnakeCharmers

The SnakeCharmers

The SnakeCharmers are some of my favorite head sculptures so far. I love their regal turn of head atop those elegant necks. Do I like snakes? No, gotta admit I'm a fraidy-cat, but the idea was cool, and I like the way these flow. I also really like this color combination of light brown and coral. I was trying to practice something without using up my dwindling stash of black and ivory, and I have a bunch of this rose-toned coral. Turns out, the brown develops some beautiful streaks and tones that harmonize with the rose and dark orange tones in this batch of coral. Oh, and I promised you stories for each of these strong, serene, spiritually powerful women. . .I just got home from Thanksgiving and a weeks's vacation, and I'm not sure how soon that will happen. You know, I have to get to torching and make some new goodies to show ya, too :) I just had to show you these pics, though!
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Santa & Mrs. Claus

Santa & Mrs. Claus

'Twas the first full day back from vacation, and all thru the house, not a creature was torching especially not me. The children were busy with school and art, The hubby was already playing in his garage-- the ol' fart. Mommy and the Maytag had just started yet another load of clothes, when out in the studio there arose such a clatter, I just had to open the door to see what was the matter! The light on the forsaken glass gave the table such a glow. . . and that was it, had to torch! Actually, I had to wait until late last night to get my first chance to torch in almost two weeks. The ideas have been dancing in my head, just like the fabled sugar plums. So many ideas, so little time! I thought about this over vacation, and I have to find that balance that allows me to keep up with lampworking and still do all the stay-at-home mommy stuff. Oh, wah, you say-- everybody has the same problem. You're right, too. I know most of us struggle with finding the right balance between family and work. So that's my Christmas wish for you-- that you have one of those months when everything falls together with just the right balance. When you need a little break, come on back here for a visit. I'm going to be doing some more holiday themed beads. I'm just going to pace myself with some holiday beads, some beads for Tucson, some beads for special projects.
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Masks Inspired by Disney's Animal Kingdom Safari

Masks Inspired by Disney's Animal Kingdom Safari

Imagine this: Forty year old cynic waiting in line for the safari ride. Instead of complaining about the wait, she's hoping the line slows down. She wants more time to look at all the masks and carvings and extra little embellishments that Walt's folks have "thrown together" in a way that seems completely appropriate, like what you imagine a real safari outpost might look like. The kids, hubby, and friends were anxious to get on the safari jeep and see the animals. . . and I was secretly wishing for a torch and glass so I could make a mask! The Safari was spectacular, though! Here's what I've gotten to do so far.
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Cry of a Warrior Mother

Cry of a Warrior Mother

Kali has many stories, and many supposed origins. I was inspired by one aspect of this vicious, avenging warrior of a goddess: She is also the heart of compassion, and one way to stop her onslaught is to cry out like a child and instantly melt her heart. What mother hasn't experienced the same depth of emotion? After I read one person's stories about Kali in both her warrior and mother aspects, I looked for more information. Well, there's just too much for me to sort out. . . so let me just say that I was contemplating her origin as one of the Eight Tongues of Flame of Agni the Hindu fire god, her reputation as a ghastly fierce warrior, her black as time appearance, and her role as compassionate mother when I started experimenting with these glass tributes to her.
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 Artist:   Angelinabeadalina  ( ) Contact Artist 
Angelinabeadalina
Thanks for stopping by to visit with AngelinaBeadalina! I'm really just plain ol' Angie or Ang, but the catchy name does suit me in the sense that I'm a motormouth who loves to play with words almost as much as I love to play with glass! You can find me here at BeadArtists.org, in my Etsy shop, or in my daily blog. You can get links to those places at www.angelinabeadalina.com (click on it above). Please pardon the use of my "official" website as a traffic control signal at the moment-- at least, that's what it makes me think of when I look at it. . . lots of directions to other places where there are updates on a daily basis. Tech-stuff would not be one of those things that I love or that comes naturally to me ;) Well, enough rambling for now, come on in, look around. . . have fun exploring my glass experiments and ideas. Peace, Ang

Angie Garren
Southern Illinois, the Little Egypt
of the MidWest
 IL 62848 US
http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5223637


Comments
  • Beadygirl Beads
    Beadygirl Beads: In case I haven't told you before...you are amazing!
    1/9/2007 10:22 PM
  • Vivian Lampwork Beads
    Awesome Sculptures
    Vivian Lampwork Beads: Angelina, wow your sculptures are so awesome!! I love your creativity & it amazes me that you can make these large sculptures with something other than boro.
    1/23/2007 5:14 PM
  • Melissa Vess Glass Art
    I needed a face fix..
    Melissa Vess Glass Art:
    I have missed seeing your work the last few days while you have been away at Tucson.. It has been fun to scroll through your pages and see how much you have improved over the last year..AMAZING!!

    Melissa
    1/30/2007 10:50 AM
  • Vonna
    Incredible
    Vonna: I just love to look at your gallery - you are always pushing the palette. Your art form is amazing. Your work is just INCREDIBLE.

    Vonna
    4/9/2007 7:15 AM
  • Vivian Lampwork Beads
    Adorable daughter!!
    Vivian Lampwork Beads: Hi Angie, your mother/daughter picture is adorable. It looks like the girls have great fun while the boys are away. My maiden name was "Greer"....maybe we are distant relatives.
    4/27/2007 5:06 AM
  • Anna Duhame
    LOL!
    Anna Duhame: Angelina, your area looks like MY area! Except mine might actually be messier! Your work area is such a breath of fresh air. Everyone always seems to have such a perfectly neat workspace. Now I know I am not alone! ~Anna
    4/29/2007 12:33 AM
  • Lucky Town Art Glass
    Gorgeous!
    Lucky Town Art Glass: Angie, your work is amazing! Wish you lots of success!
    6/12/2007 9:56 AM
  • Lesley McFarland
    Hiya Angie
    Lesley McFarland: Just seen your comment on my page about Xmas style beads, well I can't even keep up this gallery, just too much to do as usual so although I would love to I just can't see how at the moment. Angie I just love that Madonna and Child, its totally lovely, you just get better and better, have been browsing here and your beads are fantastic, so original and so much character, I love em. Keep up the brilliant work. Lesley x
    11/8/2007 7:35 PM
  • Home Fried Beads
    You knock my socks off!!!
    Home Fried Beads: Hi Angie,
    Wow, Wow, Wow!!! One amazing Sculptural work after another Holly Cow!! :)
    3/31/2008 8:43 PM
  • Naos Glass
    Ooooooh HOT MAMA!
    Naos Glass: Well aren't you gorgeous!?
    4/16/2008 12:14 AM
  • LavenderCreek Glass
    Too Cute!
    LavenderCreek Glass: I love your new glasses, they rock! My glasses make me look like and angry librarian..lol!
    4/17/2008 3:26 AM
  • Forward Motion Art
    LOVE YOUR WORK GALY!!!!!!
    Forward Motion Art: LOVE LOOKING THROUGH YOUR GALLERY, ALWAYS A PLEASANT VISIT!!!!-;^)
    11/27/2009 8:15 AM

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