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Showing posts with label jeanie mossa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label jeanie mossa. Show all posts
Friday, August 31, 2012
Once in a Blue Moon Sale!
Friday, June 29, 2012
Mistress Nemo Dons A Steampunk Octopus Neck Sculpture
I have always been intrigued with undersea creatures, especially cephalopods. It is no surprise that my favorites are the squid and octopus. They are able to change color faster than a chameleon and can also change texture and body shape. If those camouflage techniques don't work, they can still "disappear" in a cloud of ink, Magic in the deep blue sea.
This one of a kind octopus neck sculpture was created by crocheting non-tarnish bronze copper wire into strands then plaiting them. I used an assortment of recycled, and vintage glass beads in hues of violet, purple, aurora borealis, sea green and blue weaved into the strands. A brass victorian octopus charm is securely wired onto a recycled brilliant blue capiz shell. The shell measures about 2 inches in diameter. This necklace has an old world Steampunk victorian feel.
This one of a kind neck piece is lightweight and measures about 19 inches. It closes with a bronze lobster claw clasp. The wire can be gently scrunched smaller or into a slightly different shape to compliment your neck.
I have a special octopus bracelet listed at https://www.etsy.com/listing/97969376/octopus-garden-crocheted-wired-wrist.
For more art to wear visit http://www.etsy.com/shop/PlanetCalamari
Sunday, May 27, 2012
Memorial Day Sale Planet Calamari! 20% off everything!
Monday, May 07, 2012
Romancing the Tree
Celtic Healing Tree of Love Pendant
This one of a kind pendant was created by sculpting a vibrant shade of purple non-tarnish copper silver plated wire into a heart. Using bronze wire tree branches and roots were shaped. Seed beads in various hues of greens, blue greens and chartreuse were added as leaves . A turquoise glass round bead with gold flecks resembling the planet earth holds the heart.
Romantic Pink Heart Tree of Love Pendant
Put on your lace gloves, a flowing flower dress and a feminine straw hat. This piece is the essence of femininity. Its girlie!
This one of a kind pendant was created by sculpting a lovely shade of gold pink non-tarnish copper silver plated wire into a heart. Using bronze wire tree branches and roots were shaped. Delicate pink and clear faceted glass seed beads were added as blossoms and leaves. A pink glass bead sits on top of the pendant.
This one of a kind pendant was created by sculpting a lovely shade of gold pink non-tarnish copper silver plated wire into a heart. Using bronze wire tree branches and roots were shaped. Delicate pink and clear faceted glass seed beads were added as blossoms and leaves. A pink glass bead sits on top of the pendant.
Healing Tree of Life Purple Heart Pink Flowers
Have you ever stopped an hugged a tree? No really- don't mock me. I dare you. Try it. You can feel a healing pulsating energy around you. Its magic. Those Druids were on to a good thing!
This one of a kind pendant was created by sculpting vibrant purple non-tarnish copper silver plated wire into a heart. Using bronze wire tree branches and roots were shaped. Delicate pink and teal glass seed beads were added as blossoms and leaves. A pink glass bead sits on top of the pendant.
See more art to wear at the Planet Calamari Etsy Shop
Tree of Life Symbolism
"The symbol of Tree of Life represents
different qualities and virtues like wisdom, strength, protection,
beauty, bounty and redemption. It is also considered to be the symbol of
'Creator'. This tree is associated with the creator because it provides
protection, supports abundant fruit production and thereby,
regeneration. This analogy can also be used to describe the life of
humans. We as humans develop 'roots' of our beliefs, 'branch out' by
means of wisdom and the 'trunk' (mind & body) keeps them connected." read more at www.buzzle.com/articles/tree-of-life-meaning.
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Purple Poe Inspired Baltimore Ravens Nest
with Gold Speckled Eggs
Inspired by my friends and family who are die hard Baltimore Raven football fans. And though i have never needed an excuse to dye my hair purple, this is a tribute to those who have (finally) declared every Friday as Purple Friday. Honestly i could care less about football. However i am intrigued by the notion that the Baltimore Ravens were named after Edgar Allen Poe's poem, The Raven. Poe is buried in Baltimore,MD.
To learn more about Poe and the Baltimore Raven connection visit this special website http://knowingpoe.thinkport.org/library/news/ravens.asp
This one of a kind pendant was created with non-tarnish vibrant purple wire weaved into a Raven's nest. Eggs of stunning gold leafed glass beads black flecks are nestled inside. This delicate nest is about an inch diameter. It comes with your choice of a gorgeous midnight black or dark purple organza ribbon chain 16-18 inches long which can be adjusted to the length you desire. Or put on your favorite chain or silk cord. Please note that every nest is unique and handmade.
Makes a lovely gift for any Baltimore Raven football enthusiast, an Edgar Allen Poe fan or someone whose totem is the magical Raven. Enjoy with a Natty Boh, Hon!
Made with love and magic in my Planet Calamari Studio.
The Raven
[First published in 1845]
 | Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. `'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door - Only this, and nothing more.' Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore - For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore - Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating `'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door - Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; - This it is, and nothing more,' Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, `Sir,' said I, `or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you' - here I opened wide the door; - Darkness there, and nothing more. Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!' This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!' Merely this and nothing more. Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before. `Surely,' said I, `surely that is something at my window lattice; Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore - Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; - 'Tis the wind and nothing more!' Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door - Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door - Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, `Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, `art sure no craven. Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore - Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!' Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.' |
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