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
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 🙂
This one’s got playa dust in it 😉
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.
Trinity
Certainly some wine and some ink too.
Directions: There is no West, East, North, or South in New Orleans. We head uptown, downtown, lakeside and riverside. And anywhere the music is.
And also got bourbon faced on shit street.. 🙂
Ghost hunting.
`And there’s something more…I miss the one I care for more than I miss New Orleans.`~ Louis Armstrong
Mixed with the true spirit of Mardi Gras!
Bacchanal, New Orleans
I have a thing for steampunk 🙂
Timeless pharmacy
Timeless pharmacy
Morning walk on First Street
1239, a visit to Anne Rice’s previous home.
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