By Golly ! I'm Gonna Blog Damn It!

Greetings everyone! Welcome to another Sunday with Saschi! I just finished off a bowl of pinto beans and a baked potato and the critters are sitting at my feet staring holes through me. I've noticed dogs are really into mind control. Psychic thought transference. Some are pretty good at it. They just sit and stare knowing all the while that it drives you nuts. Until finally you give in a slip them a piece of whatever it is that you've got.


I've been making a lot of cast iron skillet corn bread.......buttermilk to be exact. Let me tell you, critters (especially mine) dig cornbread! Lord have mercy! With Eddie / the cuss I even break it up and drench it in buttermilk and he just gobbles it up like he's starving. I've figured that Eddie must have been a table scrape eater before he came here. In case you guys dont know the Cuss I've posted a few stories on him in the past for you to read. I thought for sure I was losing Eddie/Cuss a few weeks ago but it was a false alarm.

I woke up to go to work and he had barfed everywhere. Barf and crap for days. Really nice to wake up to especially when you've got about 10 minutes to be ready for work. Anyway I got to the dining room area and there he was laying there at the water bowl looking all deathly. I called in to work and bundled Eddie up and went to bed (after a massive cleanup.... it was awful)

I was laying there with Eddie just chatting away. I was recalling what I thought his life might have been like before he came here. I told him that someday soon he'd be in heaven chasing cats and birds and eating fish with his old masters. All the while the Cuss was just looking at me like "what the f ?" panting like a june bride. I went on about his life making it all seem like a kodak moment until finally I broke down and cried and kept telling my story. The Cuss all the while could've cared less. He was bundled up with only his face exposed breathing his fowl little breath taking it all in. "Oh Eddie, my little cuss " I cried. I was breaking myself up pretty good. I drifted off to sleep and when I woke up the Cuss was gone! Oh my God! Oh lawd no!

But instead of being dead, the Cuss was in his own bed staring at me and feeling quite happy with himself. And he's still here today.

Well so much for that. Above is a painting I'm working on that involves inktensils , pitt pens, shiva oil sticks and just a bunch of stuff. Down below are some earrings I've made modeled by my lovely assistant.
I'm starting off on a more simple note this time. For these earrings I chose a more organic cup with no specific exact ....... what am I trying to say here? An organic circle . Nothing exact, more free form. Polished on the backside and around the rim with liver of sulfur stain on the inside . They are sterling, and are fabricated with the exception of the silver small beads which "drip" from the bottom. All of my jewelry is fabricated (made from sheet silver) except for a chain here and there or some beads.
With the same theme I made a necklace which is adjustable. The beads that hang here are actually bronze beads that have been patinaed.

Another painting/drawing done in ink and a tiny bit of acrylic. He's my Mr. Sandman and the dreams he sends me really bother me most of the time. I've been having some really symbolic dreams. I have never been one to concentrate on dream interpretation but perhaps I should now.
A closer shot of ms. thang. Come on baby ....talk to me! Talk to me! Tell me what I do with you next! To be continued............
I found this old soap box I started on sometime back. I got so far and then petered out.

Look at my beautiful Ms. Puss! Just sleeping the hot day away whilst the cicadas hum in the swaying trees. Ms. Puss has been with us for a long time now. She has had a good life, not the best, but good enough. She is loved all the time. I wish she could have a better home where she could get better care. I think shes having problems with her little teeth and it makes me feel so bad. But she can come in when ever she wants to and she gets treats and lots of love from me and my daughter and that's better than most I suppose. Heres an "om" pendant I made. I'm braiding waxed linen with beads. You know.... the "Sundance" thing. I want a more organic feel with the jewelry I make next. I'll probably bring in some leather and go from there.

The "om" after it was fired, before the pickle and cleaning.


A bracelet I had started on a long time ago, but after I had gotten so far I realized that I absolutely hated the cabs I was going to put in the bezels so I stopped there. Tisk tisk.
Just my solderite block with jewlery stuff where I work.

Well thats all for now. Its late (9:22 p.m.) and I'm tired and so are the critters. Tomorrow begins another hectic hot work week. Before I go I'd like to say to Diane Salter of My Art Journal (please visit her blog) that I am so sorry to hear about your beloved turtle. I hope all goes well with this wise old being. I pray for your friend a lot while I'm busy at work and I want everyone else to also.

And please pray for the animals that dont have the luxury of cool water and rest during this hellish summer. Pray that God grants them peaceful sleep and a soothing touch with sweet dreams of happier days to come.
Thank you!
Goodnight Wayne....................