Thursday, January 13, 2011

Dirt Daisy Ring and A Fond Farewell!!

I have made myself a little scarflette for this special trip, filled with things I need:

Alien-tiger courage (look at the mouth on that thing!!?)
Pure blue happiness (rough Arizona turquoise)

And I wanted to share one last piece with you before I go, as it is so dear to me.
It is a piece of pyrite in quartz set into a sterling silver hammer-formed daisy.

Like the bag, it's been a long time coming.

It is a size 6, and I will list it in the Metal Shop when I return next week.

It has a very organic shape, like a slightly trampled daisy. Its design and stone choice is meant to emphasize the power of grit and determination.

It is not perfectly bloomed
it is not pretty

it
is
beautiful
and
important.
.
.


The woman who claims it will be one who has come out the other side of sorrow or pain, knowing that when that life companion greets her anew someday, she'll be ready with a pot of tea

and a tiger in her chest.

There is no other way to put it.

Love to you all, and a happy weekend!!

xoxoxox,
Allisunny

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

It is Well


NOTE: There are four women in line for the purse: waiting for a response from the lovely 1st, will let you know asap when it is claimed!!

xoxoxox,
A

These past few weeks in the studio have been halting, tentative and fragile.
Lots of stopping for tea, lots of learning to be gentle with myself:
to not overwork muscles
or tax vertebrae

yet

in the midst of all of these new parameters, each moment has taken on a glow that is positively
beautiful.

New

Aching

And full of my heart.

It IS well with my soul, and I am so grateful.

Because these last few weeks have been so intimate and personal, I am only offering the bag through my blog and perhaps through Facebook (I generally 'know' most of my friends)
linked back to this post.

With this bag I played around using rivets of different sizes
and included a special cut of Arizona turquoise, set in fine silver bezel on sterling sheet, hand-stitched into the front of the bag between two bluebirds of happiness.

The lining is blood red suede, soft as a rose.

On the back is a cloud, harbinger of rain and storm:

on the front all is bliss
on the back there is challenge

but whatever my lot, it is well with my soul.

In bodily health, in limitation
with love and in turmoil
Blissed or battered

it is well, it is well with my soul.

The words on the back of the bag are taken from a hymn, but the message I send by making this piece is not religious, or yet it is ALL religions:

Buddha's Middle Way comes to mind...
the peace Christians feel knowing their savior is there with them, guiding their steps..
The idea that a yogini is the same in moments of challenge and happiness...

This bag's meaning is all of these things.


If you feel it is yours, please send me a convo and claim her.
Should no one do so, I will list her in the Leather Shop
in the coming days, but I want the woman who carries her to know the woman who made her, at least a little bit.

Love,
Allisunny

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Tea?

This post may be a little jumbled, as it serves many purposes:

it is at once an update, a thank-you, and a vacation announcement....

so sit, and drink Geisha Green out of one of my verdant lettuce-y teacups, courtesy of a dear friend who grows dearer by the minute.

She sent two, and I wish upon wish we were drinking this morning cup together - soon enough, soul, soon enough.

When I go through my morning and daily routines, I find you, my readers and friends, all around my kitchen, around my heart...

There are gorgeous bits and bobs you've sent, letters peeking out of random places inviting a re-read and a smile:

a pause to remember just how deeply lucky I am to share this experience with you and in the process to feel such a deep sense of community and care, reciprocally.

Thank you for all that you are, all that you've become. To be frank, I have acquaintances here in San Jose, mostly from the yoga studio, but my life is so rich in friendship globally that I never grieve... I do look forward to this Thursday because I will see

Pam in Petaluma
Kelly in the far North
and
Natty in San Francisco.

I am taking a road trip. Now, one would think this might be a bit hasty, but I have to tell you: driving has long been one of my most beloved pasttimes... I drive to think.

Motor for clarity
switch gears for sanity...

I will NOT be this little hunched bean, eyes darting for every car, heart pounding with every turn.

As part of my healing, I began taking a wonderful form of therapy called EMDR, recommended to me by She who Runs with Coyote,
having seen firsthand its magic.

Yesterday was just the beginning of what will be a few sessions, but already there is relief and an increased feeling of well-being behind the wheel.

My chiropractor/PT guru is very excited about this development in my wellness program, because he says that 50% of the process of letting go (muscularly) after an accident is emotional.

In addition to these two components, I am also attending 3 Restorative Yoga classes per week to manage pain and practice breathing and I am getting deep massages.

Studio time is still sporadic at best, but man oh man are the ideas flowing out of my head....so many good ideas that require my patience.

This weekend I did a mock-up for my multi-track choral album concept: a verse of "It is Well with my Soul" with 9 part harmony, unmixed save for volume levels, but so gratifying in the result: this is going to work...
it may take years to complete as I will actually need to score it
on paper.


I am off to work on a scarflette, this one announced its own concept to me last night in Restorative with a gentle but insistent voice.

What can I do but listen???

With love and gratitude,
Allisunny

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Mmmeeeeep Meep and Hello, Leather!

Oh, Hello there...

Sorry I didn't notice you staring, I cannot (quite frankly) get over myself either.... have you ever seen blue like this?

So sumptuous and clean?

Name's Brock, by the way.... Brock the Midnight Rider.

I heard about my cousin Penny's tale of heroic sacrifice for Sunny's safety and I stepped forward to offer my services as man-carriage extraordinaire.

Hope to see you all out there on the road with my new girl!

Best,
Brock

And I have news, too!! A belt has been born, the likes of which I have never made, and every step was glorious.

I think there are like, a gamillion hand stitches in this beauty..

It is the Rilke Belt, and I have not sized it yet: it will fit between a 33 and a 38 inch waist or hip
and when the right woman steps forward to claim it, the sizing will commence.

It is so soft, so achingly tender and perfectly scalloped to elicit sighs of comfort and contentment. I am so looking forward to seeing who owns this piece!!!

CLAIMED by an ANGEL!! :)


'Perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses who are waiting to see us once brave and beautiful'

Indeed.
.
.


Progress also on the 'Soul' Bag....

Progress, indeed.

Love,
Allison

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Agates of the World

Side view of a Sonora Plume agate.... like trees, those plumes!!!

Beautiful colors.... remind me of Rasta flags...

This is an agate I am cabbing whose name escapes me: rare, beautiful, supremely dimensional...

Priday Moss Agate: looks like poppies, no?

Here is the proverbial cake-taker - Kazakhstan Thunderegg, one of the most beautiful I have ever seen... (eh, Ms. Kelly, ehhhhhh???)

You may notice the backgrounds are different colors: in moving the camera away from reflective surfaces (though photographed indoors in shade) there are different levels of light reaching the machine...

each photo has been adjusted to show you what it looks like in real life: not what my camera wants it to be, which is an even better version of itself: brighter colors, etc.

My goal is for you to see it as my eyes do, here in the shade.

(Long winded, but you understand)

More thunderegg goodness....

Druzy pocket-riddled plume agate.
Heaven help me.

A tiny sliver of Prudent man, from a very thin slab. I am loving this material.
It hails from Idaho, and it is very hard to come by.

These pieces are all on my lapidary bench in various stages of done-ness, and I am adoring them all for their unique and special beauties.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Rilke Belt and Something for you, L

When my husband and I got married a little over two years ago, we had a wealth of quotes from which to choose for our ceremony: bits of antique wisdom we wanted to
include.

Shakespeare's 116th Sonnet was so important to me.... I am a huge fan of Sense and Sensibility, and a reformed theatre major.

When I was a sophomore in college (getting that degree in Theatre) my dearest girlfriend Amy spoke of "Letters to a Young Poet" by Rilke, referencing its lines in an almost biblical way...

A few pages in a few years on and I completely understood.

That book and the man who wrote it have genuinely influenced my life
for the better.

Time after time, I have recalled his tender, encouraging words as though they were written only for me, this young artist so scared and proud
just beginning to be husked by life and determined to 'win', whatever that means;

'win' is a word for races or reality shows: it has no place in art.

Lately the word "bravery" has been on my mind; the women and men I admire so, the trials and heroics of modern life, and this Rilke Quote comes to mind:

'Perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses who are waiting to see us once brave and beautiful'

I will be tooling that phrase and inlaying it into the above leather belt (red and aqua: is there a pair of colors that is (are?) more gorgeous together? hmmmm....)

It will be like my scarflettes, lacy and supple, lined in the aqua suede....


Secondly, there was a parcel delivered to my home that I purchased on the world wide interweb:
a few porcelain cabochons painted waaaaaaay back in the day.

Given the age and the style of these pieces, I would date them right around 1900, making them over 100 years old.

There are pieces of black paint worn off; I like to imagine they were beloved and cherished pieces in the jewelry box of a sweet lass, worn in the fashion of the day...

years later here they are in my hand,
awaiting their rebirth into a sterling case
for another generation to marvel at their beauty.... how lucky am I to be that artist who gets to gently tuck a bezel around their edges and settle their bones into a soft cotton-filled box bound for their new beloved?

This one is a garland of blue flowers, shaped into a 'L'.

I wanted to post this here and see whom this lovely piece belongs to.

It's sizeable with a big dome and a good weight: this ain't no pansy porcelain - it's awesomely strong.

can't you just see the painter holding it up under the lamp after it was done?
Do you see the powerful smile this beautiful piece created in its finished glow?

L, come claim your beautiful necklace :)

I leave you with the Rilke quote I chose for our wedding:

"The point of marriage is not to create a quick commonality by tearing down all boundaries; on the contrary, a good marriage is one in which each partner appoints the other to be the guardian of his solitude, and thus they show each other the greatest possible trust. A merging of two people is an impossibility, and where it seems to exist, it is a hemming-in, a mutual consent that robs one party or both parties of their fullest freedom and development. But once the realization is accepted that even between the closest people infinite distances exist, a marvelous living side-by-side can grow up for them, if they succeed in loving the expanse between them, which gives them the possibility of always seeing each other as a whole and before an immense sky"

xoxoxo,
Allison

An Introduction



She is a divine writer.

Her artful, loving approach to life gives me an infusion of some sweet light I cannot explain (but it is good and always timely, that is certain!) ,

and her photos with their accompanying text sing.

Ladies and Gentlemen,


(but some folks call her Olive)

xoxoxox,
Sunny

Photo by Amanda Ford

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Something for Everyone

Before I go down the list of what has been made and when it can be found in the Metal Shop,
I would like to take a moment to
show you the unusual sight in my teacup yesterday morning -

PALM TREES!!

Yes, our trio of shedding beauties out back made a cameo in my green jasmine: I had to share it with you because it makes me want to write and photograph a coffee table book wherein cups of tea and coffee have reflections of beautiful things.

Can you imagine?
Mountains....
plants....
people...

sigh. I need two of me.

Orphan #1: 2:00 PM today

Orphan #2: 2:00 PM as well -

if the convos were any indication, these two special pieces will go very fast: do take note when you go to see them, they may very well be gone in a
brief
moment.

A little something for the future....

And may I just say: this stone and the simple setting are so freaking beautiful that I couldn't bear to show you straight away:

I had to give you a side view first....

note the gorgeous medium dome and the rare plumes already peeking out in their Garden Riot of colors....

The chalcedony in which these plumes explode like summer plants is actually a soft pink/peach. This blows my mind even more.
Un. Real.

The depth of the stone's scene is like nothing I've ever seen, so lush and rich and painfully perfect. I've made peace with letting it go out into the world, though it tugs at my heart.

I have a tiny bit more of the material, enough for one more cabochon, and that shall be mine.

Oh, Sweet Lord of the Dance.
It is a size 7.5 and it is beyond collectible.

You will never see another plume agate quite like this again, mark my words.

The end.
.

(see how I bookmarked both sides with the same picture, so it'd be wrapped up in a bow? Mmmm hmmm. I did.)

Speaking of plumes, sweet mother of your mother, this is some kind of wonderful.
Salina Plume, so hard to find
in pink and orange and yellow against a black chalcedony background.

WHAT????!!!!
Too beautiful. Adding to the stunning effect of the stone, I have hammer-formed a leaf to hang from the apex of the necklace
and in the center of that leaf is a teardrop of rhodochrosite.

It is SO dimensional, so beautiful with its sterling dewdrops...

these are pieces I've been working on for the last week since I arrived home, many parts made well before I needed so much rest...

I am so overwhelmed with joy to show them to you, I could cry.
But I won't-

Because my eyes are dry from smiling so.

Everything will be in the Metal Shop today at some point, waiting for their mistresses
with fresh silver hearts.

Love,
Allison

Monday, January 3, 2011

An Orphan Lucky Strike for You

Greetings from my teacup, my table and my hands!!
It is a beautiful day here in San Jose, sunny and chilly as can be.

Our back yard is overrun by the palm fronds that fell during a windstorm at the end of last week: they are 6 feet long and there are 22 of them on the ground and I kind of love them there.

Is that odd?

I made you an orphan from the stunning Lucky Strike agate from a few months back.
This one belongs on a middle finger, as it stretches a few fingers wide.

It can be made in any size and I will list it as an item tomorrow, January 4th at 2 PM Pacific Time.

The stone was cabbed by me some weeks ago, and the setting is a direct reflection of my current state:
fragile and yet completely strong
open and full all at once.

This is the unoxidized version, a little harder to imagine what it will look like finished, but I trust you can do it!

If you have any questions about the pricing or you just want to say "Hi!" please do convo me in the Metal Shop.

I will not be taking holds on this piece,
but I will certainly address any inquiries you may have.


Since I can only work for a few hours at a time, I've had to be super-choosy about what I do with the hours of my waking.

I have been bursting with the desire to engrave, and so I have been.
It feels so good, until I have to stop.

The above piece will be a ring, featuring a gorgeous (obscured in the photo, as I was going for the engraving full boar) piece of Laguna Agate cabbed by the Genius Hands of The Agate Works.

I cannot wait to see what it looks like finished!! :)

I am trying to be very careful with this body of mine, which requires a lot of gentleness.
Lots of Yin Yoga...
lots of sipping and reading

Thank you so much for not only the convos and emails, but the packages I have received and the wonderful holiday wishes everyone has been gifting us with....

I am blown away by you, my tribe.

AND I have to share this with you, as it was a first for me:
I had a dream, an odd and bizarre dream that I was at a summer camp and Madonna was the counselor in charge of a group of rag-tag adults, of which I was a part.

Right before the alarm rang, I was sitting next to a beautiful woman who was crooning a country song with her gritty, lovely voice.
As soon as I woke up, I wrote down the three lines she was singing, making note of the melody in my mind.

It stayed with me all throughout the morning and I wrote it down, a full chorus and my goodness, it is a doozy. Heartache, lost love....

Matt and Phil are coming up in a few weeks and we will write the verses together: this makes me so grateful :)

xoxoxox,
Allison