Saturday, January 24, 2009


I just had to experiment alone to see if I mastered the sepia thing.
All items exhibited
on the picture origins from flee markets in a period of 30 years.
Now filling every empty space in our hallway.
Selected Poems by Emily Dickinson

I died for beauty but was scarce

Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.

He questioned softly why I failed?
"For beauty," I replied.
"And I for truth,--the two are one;
We brethren are," he said.

And so, as kinsmen met a night,
We talked between the rooms,
Until the moss had reached our lips,
And covered up our names.

Emily Dickinson is a favorite.
She somehow connects well with sepia.

Monday, January 19, 2009


There are hobbies, collectibles and passions.
I'm familiar with all.
I paint, knit, write and do a tiny bit of photography; hobby.
I collect glass, china, old photos/ frames, old jewelry, books.
Purses/ bags are my passion. I just cannot pass a store without taking a peak, and very often making a buy.
Be it the posh LV shop in Oslo, the San Lorenzo market in Florence, Portobello Road, London the Trastavere Sunday in Rome, the local Salvation Army store or e-bay. Been there, done it.
Some bags are collected for recycling to SA store, some are due for remote storage in the attic.
First I've assembled some of the rubies for a macro shooting.
To get the macro look; doubleclick!.

Originated by MaryT, check hers for today.