Bodhisartva ..... Art/Spirit/Life

Tools

One more thing I found at the flea market may seem prosaic and not such a big deal. But for me, it was.  A big deal, that is.

I broke my favorite awl for punching holes in signatures to make books.  I like it so much better than any of the others, but couldn't remember where the heck I had gotten it.  

I looked in all my regular sources and even checked the hardware stores.  It was such a cheap tool and I knew it was from someplace I visited regularly.  But where?  It was driving me crazy until I went to the flea market and visited, duh, "The Tool Guy".

I LOVE these!  Sturdy, clean...and one or two dollars each, so I bought a bunch.  Just in case, you know, I forget again where they came from.  It could happen.

To Flea or not to Flea

...that is hardly the question. Except that sometimes it is - as when I am out of town for three markets in a row.  Agony.

Last week, for the first time in a month, I was able to get to the Pasadena City College Flea Market.  Ah.  It was like coming home.

But wait - I HAD to come home in order to go...oh, never mind.

I do seem to have a thing for wood, don't I?  But, most of this wood is full of metal.  And though I love all the little drawers, I really got this because of what was inside.

It's too bad the top of this watchmakers box is missing, but oh, how I love the way it holds all the tiny bottles.  The envelopes are full of watch parts, as are the drawers.  I have no idea why these images are so huge and I am way too tired to figure it out.  Hope you don't mind....

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I've already used some of these in some new jewelry and will probably sell some to other artists as well.  I also found this spectacularly colored tin box.

More to come....

 

Here There and Everywhere

I haven't been here in a while, have I? There is a reason for that.

I have been here:

And then HERE:

 And then HERE:

With THESE disreputable folks:

Obviously, there are stories to go with this, but I am waaaaay too tired to share them right now.  Patience.