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Oct31

The Witching Hour

Posted on October 31, 2014 by Mia Dee

Mysterious & Magical Witching Day, Beloveds.

Tonight or today, whatever you decide to play, remember to be scary, offer broom rides & stories for foreplay. Wishing you a happy last October day /\oo/\

‘ ”Tis now the very witching time of night,
When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world. ‘
~William Shakespeare

Oct26

Steampunk Romance

Posted on October 26, 2013 by Mia Dee

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My headdresses collection

I have a thing for time traveling. And romance. Here are a few items I made on wintery nights early in 2013, thought of sharing it now, since it’s been brought to my attention that they’ve been of considerable inspiration to artists around me. Namaste 🙂

Headdress, Burning Man

Headdress, Burning Man Steampunk

This one’s got playa dust in it 😉

Steampunk Romance ~ The Dollhouse

Apr1

So I went to New Orleans

Posted on April 1, 2013 by Mia Dee

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The Mississippi… only a few steps ahead.

The city with the most haunted houses, ghost stories, legendary rivers, hop on & off cars, mysterious world of the undead, and also the cities of the dead, vampires’ cradle, Anne Rice‘s home, Jazz, music, bands, antiques, movie-making, NOLA ranks 3rd city in the US -after Los Angeles and New York City, also the birthplace of Cuffs and Buttons, also known as Southern Comfort… a place where the tragedy ran deep, the city burned twice, and suffered much damage after Hurricane Katerina, but can still sweep you off your feet. I want to stay there forever. New Orleans, a place where mostly the magic runs deep. I want to stay there forever 🙂

‘Star whisperers’

Those timeless buildings, built, burned, built again, destroyed by the storm, rising from their own ashes, yet another time.

The rumour is true; Café du Monde makes the best Baignets!

The Bayou

Jeanne d’Arc, the Maid of New Orleans.

The Bayou

Baby-gator, the bayou.

Art by Crescent City Skull Club

At the bayou, I met those mysterious trees…

The view from room 616.

“Don’t you just love those long rainy afternoons in New Orleans when an hour isn’t just an hour – but a little piece of eternity dropped into your hands – and who knows what to do with it?” Tennessee Williams, a streetcar named Desire.