Nevermore!

Nevermore, Nevermore... Quothe the Raven, Nevermore... This piece inspired by one of my favorite Mr.  Poe poems.  This little Raven, or Crow if you will it so, was once loved and now ready to be loved just one more time in it's new reincarnated form.  With a sporty gothic new hair do and tattered fabric designer "Vampsace" dress, she is ready to be adopted by a lover of Ravens, or Crows if you will.

Halloween Untucked

Sometimes a mistake has to be corrected and sometimes not.  The first little creature I used a copper bell on as a robot skirt and found I could not remove the "dangle" was by chance.  Maybe meant to be the little robot had a mind of it's own and I being just the laboring hands must obey.  This little Robot Tranny is ready for his/her Halloween closeup, and ready to be adopted at gothB4play at Etsy.

9/11 Memorial Timeline

9/11 Memorial Timeline

Respect and remember 9/11!

Voo Doo Woman

You make the sun up
In the sky forget to shine
And you are driving me
Out of my mind now

You make a bell forget to ring
You make a bird forget to sing

You make a weeping
Willow tree forget to cry
And you bring clouds
That cover up the sky now

You're a voodoo woman
That's plain to see
You're a voodoo woman
So stay away from me

You make a dog forget to growl
You make the wind forget to howl

And voodoo woman
You break every heart you see!

Lucid Dreaming of Dragons

Lucid dreaming is awareness of the fact that you are dreaming. This awareness can range from very faint recognition of the fact to something as momentous as a broadening of awareness beyond what has ever been experienced even in waking life. Lucid dreams usually occur while a person is in the middle of a regular dream and suddenly realizes that he or she is dreaming. The possibilities are endless, you can be anything in a Lucid Dream from a Dragon tamer to a flying super hero.

Edgar was HOT!

“It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.


I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.


And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.


The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.


But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.


For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.”
― Edgar Allan Poe

This is my all time favorite poem.

Silly Horse

This piece was by request and the first attempt at embellishing a horse, but a fun challenge for me.  I'm not sure I want to make another since larger items take more of my limited storage space.  This piece is now happily at home in the state of Florida.