Wednesday, April 29, 2009


"soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing"

"for every tatter in its mortal dress"

Monday, April 27, 2009

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

You have denied yourself a self.

You have abstracted your flesh
into a formula of hope.

Monday, April 13, 2009


Have a look at these amazing items from new Etsy sellers who have not had a sale yet.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

As if the air. The mid-day air.

"Panic in the face of the moon--round effendi
Or the phospored sleep in which he walks abroad
Or the majolica dish heaped up with phospored fruit
That he sends ahead, out of the goodness of his heart,
To anyone that comes--panic, because
The moon is no longer these or anything
And nothing is left but comic ugliness
Or a lustred nothingness. Effendi, he
That has lost the folly of the moon becomes
The prince of the proverbs of pure poverty. [...]

Here in the west indifferent crickets chant
Through our indifferent crises. Yet we require
Another chant, an incantation [...]

Truth's favors sonorously exhibited."

-Wallace Stevens, "Esthetique du Mal"

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Fibers and Fabric

I have not listed any new items for a while, partly because of my "regular" job, partly because of huge impending decision deadlines (see previous posts re PhD studies) but partly also because I have started weaving cotton thread, bead and whatever-other-treasures-I-can-find necklaces. I have created a very primitive loom using foamboard, dressmaker's pins and crude drawings. Have a look at my work in progress:

Many more exciting things to come. Until then: xo.

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

And yet, and yet . . .

Time is a river which sweeps me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger which destroys me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire which consumes me, but I am the fire. The world, unfortunately, is real;

I, unfortunately, am Borges.

-Jorge Luis Borges, "A New Refutation of Time"

Friday, April 3, 2009

Of blank minds and reeling books.

My creative journal has been flooded of late by academic musings and their respective photographs. Busy making decisions about what grad school to go to, I have utterly neglected my jewelry/art making. Even those moments of inspiration when I really wanted to create something new have been interrupted by the need to go to work, or the need to merely sleep during my non-working hours. This post will attempt to steer the blog back onto its familiar road.

You may have noticed a new type of pictures taken for my etsy shop, involving better lighting, earrings made using antique objects and books used as props. These, my friends, are symbols of things to come...
More I will not say, for then the symbols will lose their mystery. Only this: greciangoldsmith is changing.