Friday, April 9, 2010

Sugarpowdered Fairytale Dolls for The Sweet Tooth;)

I found these sweet, lovely, handmade dolls at Etsy. Made by husband and wife, artists Dylan and Jo, stationed in Oregon. I love the delicate, dreamy colors, and the vintage and fairy tale like touch to them! They are all made one at the time and by order, and I'm sure with love and care;) They are available in their shop Cart Before The Horse at Etsy.

"My wife, Jo, is the designer, sculptor, and painter of our creations. I do the sewing, photography, and business end of things. I also make ridiculous videos for youtube featuring our art. Jo spent her early days wandering the barren desert of Arizona before moving to Orlando, Florida as a teenager. I grew up in Maitland, Florida and met Jo while working at a dollar movie theater with sticky floors and seats filled with talkative winos. Jo worked the concession stand and I ripped tickets, but mostly we just chain smoked with the manager out front. (We've since quit - smoking and that job.) Nineteen years later we find ourselves in Oregon with two incredible teenaged kids, a sheltie, and a homegrown art business. It doesn't get better than that." They say in an interview at Etsy.






















Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Sweet Spring Thrills and Trills...

Lovely, long, lazy easter days.. Spent in my beloved tights and hoodie, watching an endless flow of scary movies, fun movies when my dreams goes over to nightmares, and then some more scary movies when I just thought I had enough. Snacksing on chips and chocolate, which suddenly and convinient is popping out of the cabinet..

Wonderful, warm, vibrant easter Sunday, spent on a wooden bench outside the tiki bar.. All while the first, warming rays of sun hits the skin. First outdoors beer, cheers and people peeping;) An optimistic roar of Harleys and vintage cars filling the air...

A ladybugs first lazy steps, between our dobble glass windows on the toilet.. Gently released from it's winter nest, resting on my thigh before it liftes off into the chill easter evening..

The crows chased off, or maybe holding their breath.. Falling asleep to the beautiful trills of the nightingales, a gentle breeze caresses my cheek and bring promises of warmer days to come...

Chasing off the last shaddow of winter..


 
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