Wonderful Beautiful Bob

Greetings on this Monday. It is hot here in Nashville but not quite yet oppressively hot. That will come soon enough. We have endured CMA and Bonnaroo, and the fans have endured us. Music and sweat...........heat and beer......... sweltering temperatures and heat related deaths/illnesses.........and you call that fun? ........okay. Next, the Tomato Festival.

But on to something far more important. Not so long ago our wonderful blogger Diane Salter http://dianesalter.blogspot.com/ posted a photograph of her grand baby Bob. I was immediately smitten. How could I not be? Just one look is all it takes. And its not just the "cuteness" of Bob. Its in the eyes. Its the soul. Little man Bob.

Bob is sick. He has cancer. Diane has posted about this and her wonderful friend Leo in her always uplifting blog. Diane is a faithful blogger and most certainly destined to great things. But right now is a trying time for her.......... and for Bob and Leo. I focus on Bob I guess because he's a dog. My mission in life (and also squees) is to make this world a better place for the forgotten. And while I try, try, try to keep spirituality out of my postings I find myself always coming back to the roots of my faith.........struggling and yet hopeful.

First I would hope that everyday the people who read this pray for Bob and Leo and all creatures in suffering. And then do more than that...........as my beautiful friend Deb would say ..........see them in the love and the light surrounded by happiness and play and abundance. Take one minute..........ONE minute out of your day and pray......visualize...... declare........that Gods creatures are at peace and surrounded by a feeling of love.........a love that is hard to speak of because it is so all encompassing.

Above is Bobs picture.......see his little face and see his healing or see his flight home to his heavenly world. See what is in the ultimate best for Bob. And then take a moment to "see" what is best for each and everyone of us in this wonderful community of bloggers. Each and everyone of us striving to make it in a world that fights against love.

I have grown very weary of the plight of the meek against the evil of the greedy. Most of the time I feel that my heart cannot beat another beat without bursting. I look at the world around me and I see pain and suffering and greed. What is the fundamental difference that separates the good from the evil? The angelic from the demonic?

So many religions preach that animals have no souls / spirits. Because animals aren't capable of the choice of personal redemption. But what would a creature like Bob have to make a decision about? Sin? Greed? Murder? Lust? These animals are the epitome of innocence. The gold standard of love that Jesus Christ himself exemplified in his teachings. These are perfect creatures. And they suffer for not their sins.........but for ours. What good is this life if "the meek" are not given a beautiful home to sleep in in the great halls of "heaven". What good is anything if in the end we leave behind our companions that loved us and forgave us beyond that of which we could possibly ever EVER accomplish within our worldly hearts? What good is heaven then without the meek?
Amen.

Pray for Bob people! pray!




Well as usual its slow going on my art. I find myself too involved in work and Netflix and my own critters yipping and yappin' and just driving me crazy in general. I took Tulip (one of my cats) and had her spayed a while back and I swear she's crazier than ever! Just uber co-dependent! Right now as I am typing this she is next to the keyboard with her head positioned right on my left hand! All the time she is there. I have to lock her from my art room now because she'll walk right into the path of my blowtorch when I'm working on jewelry! She has gone mad!

Anyway........... above is a necklace . I have had 4 leaf clovers on my mind. My mom could go out and just reach down and pull em' up by the dozens, well maybe not the dozens........but a lot! The clover is sterling fabrication as well as the adjustable links and the s hook for closer. the beads are silver glass beads. And the cord is braided and waxed which I did me self. Upon Squees recommendation. She suggested this at the bead store and it made all the bead women squeal with delight! Oh my clever Squee!
One of my drawings mounted on wood and strung on leather. This is an idea in progress.


Another shot of the clover.


A screwed up photo of my favorite lamp at Wonders On Woodland. Have you guys ever wondered why I'm always posting about Wonders ???? BECAUSE I LOVE WONDERS!!! When I die bury my ashes at the local pet cemetery and spread some at Wonders On Woodland! Do it I say! Don't make my haunt yo' ass! Have I posted this old bird already? I dont know......... but I have a thing for owls . When my daughter was just a little girl I would sit in the living room of my long ago house and sew and one night I noticed a baby owl sitting outside my parents bedroom window peering in at me. This went on night after night for some time. It was just the coolest thing. The the owl grew up and hung out in the back yard at night. One night I went outside and there he/she was perched in a dogwood tree. Slowly I approached the dogwood . Closer, closer I got! All the while the wise old owl would turn its majestic head as if to study my features. Let me tell you I got really close to that proud hunter! Jeez! And the owl never flinched. It was only because I chickened out that I didn't touch it. I got that close.
Beautiful colors and memories of a time long gone by. It all surrounds you at Wonders! Go there! See for yourself and meet Deb and Wayne and Lori! Ask for a coke. Grab a tootsie roll! Have a seat and feel the love! These are my friends! My tribe! They keep me alive.
My favorite pole lamp! How cool is that?!! The thing about Wonders is that these ornaments are in mint condition and priced so incredibly affordable that just about anyone could furnish a house completely from this store. And clean.............. this store is always clean in a real good vibe kinda way. Just everything about Wonders is good! And I will rant until I'm old and gray because when I'm out and working and things are shitty I think about my critters or my art or Wonders and all the love it houses and everything is okay.

Well thats all for now. Thank you for your comments on my blog. I do love you people! We are all in it together aren't we? Scattered but yet united.
see you soon!
Goodnight Wayne!

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....................