Showing posts with label etsy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label etsy. Show all posts
Saturday, April 19, 2014
Foxy Feets
I just listed these new fox paw charms on etsy; here are some photos and links:
Friday, April 18, 2014
It'll All Be There When My Dreams Come True.
PRESS PLAY.

While editing these photos, a Doors song drifted out of Pandora and it felt so apropos. Then, and now, Today by Jefferson Airplane is on and it's stopped me in my tracks. Well, not so much that I can't write but it's taking me to a very specific place.
Almost 20 summers ago, for my best friend in the whole entire world's birthday, I was able to buy 4 tabs of acid from some jabroni in Swarthmore and Susie, myself and two other dear friends tripped on LSD for the first time together. From that unreal and inconceivable night, a year long courtship with LSD and psychedelics in general began. We all hung out in Susie's room because we could basically come and go as we pleased, smoke cigarettes, pot, make out, etc. Her entire house reeked of cat piss and cigarettes so anything we could possibly do short of setting the house ablaze went unnoticed.
This song takes me right back to that summer. We listened to her Jefferson Airplane CD on repeat. I can practically feel the grimy, smoky, vibrating, oily sweat on my shiny face as I hear those first guitar notes. There was no such thing as air conditioning so the windows were open and the dampened sound of the occasional passing car would lazily drift from the quiet suburban street into the room. I can see the ashtray piled full of chain-smoked cigarettes and Susie, in her uniform of white tee shirt and boot cut blue jeans, impossibly straight long brown hair spilling all over her. She was so nonchalant about everything, and I wanted to be her so badly it hurt. The acid had me think so many thoughts at once and I thought my brain would crack trying to decide which one to feel, or address, before realising that I'd let another idea sneak into the overpopulated room and I'd already digressed so far away from what I was originally trying to formulate in my head that being able to utter any kind of sentence was out of the question. Then there was Susie, laying on her back: long, lean and not a care in the world, luxuriously dragging on a Marlboro. Someday I'll write more on what became of Susie, but just know that to me, for a solid chunk of my formative life, she was everything I wanted to be.
This dream catcher captures that memory, even though I fashioned it many years after that acidic summer. The skull was found by a friend, third eye mysteriously burned into its surface.
Someone had cut the antlers off, so I gave him a toupee of feathers.
There are also chicken wings, and horse ribs I found on a trip to Assateague. Plus a cross made from dogwood which I got from my Presbyterian Confirmation "Sponsor" when I was 14. I have fond memories infused into this cross as it represents a time when church was innocent and fun for me. Before it became a disturbing ritual of self righteousness and brain washing.
So. Anybody want it? Trippy times ahead...
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
Hoof It
A taxidermy calf hoof bows as deeply as possibly to present light to whomever wishes to receive it. A simple an elegant gesture, this piece will add allure to any table scape or bathtub meditation.
Solid and sturdy build that will last through many candles and memorable evenings.
Calf Hoof Candle Holders, Pair:
Contemplate the future while gazing into this glass orb poised atop a preserved calf hoof. Keep this piece in a sunlit room to see the light refract in the loveliest ways.
Stands on its own, this is a solid piece that will stand the test of suns, moons, spells and dreams.
Two elegant and eternally youthful legs dangle from a gold chain, eternally entwined in playful pose with one another.
Can be worm as a necklace or hung up as decor, dangled from a rearview mirror and anywhere you want to look at something sweet and tender and beautiful.
A solid and sturdy piece that will stand the test of many a query, while enhancing your mystique cred at the same time.
Orca was a much beloved sheep living on the Bearded Lady Farm in upstate New York. Sadly, she perished while giving birth due to complications. One her miracle offspring lives on however, and Orca's spirit also lives on in the light cast from the glow of candle burning in this pair of holders fashioned from her back hooves.
These are delicate and while they stand on their own, it is recommended to secure them with a dab of museum wax on the bottom as they are sensitive to hips bumping into the table and strong vibrations from feet stomping on the floor.
Viva Orca!
Mouse & Rat Fetus Ornament:
I made a limited run of a dozen or so of these Christmas ornament snowglobes with tiny fetuses inside. They're selling too fast to bother listing on Etsy so I'll just share them here. If you'd like to place an order, there are a couple left so please email diamondtoothtaxidermist@gmail.com to claim one.It's heart breaking to open up a specimen and find that she was carrying a little family inside of her, and I don't take those moments lightly. I've held onto my petite "nursery" for a few years now, and I want the little guys to go out and experience the world.
I hope they can bring some cheer to a few warm and fuzzy hearts.
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