CLOSING TIME ~ OUT OF TIME DESIGNS

….COMBINING LIFE AND ART


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Filippa’s Gift

Fillipa's Gift                 “As she drew it gently from its velvet-lined casket Filippa noticed the gleaming links; knowing that Sforza had made this especially for her caused a pang in her heart.  Sforza was a poet, an artist with a soaring soul that only Fillipa could possess. Sadly she had just learned that he had been captured by agents of the Borgia’s and was fearful of his safety. As she slipped it around her neck and fastened her cloak tightly there was a determined set to her chin. she would sell all the jewelry her family had given her to ransom her lover but she would not sell the necklace that he fashioned for her slender throat. In the dark of night she slipped away, mounted her bay mare and rode quickly through the mist; she would reach Milan in time if it took her last breath…”

If you long for a bit of fantasy in your life start with this delicate necklace-who know where is might lead?

Necklace is 23 inches long (can be adjusted) with filligree connector and hand crafted glass bead. Entire necklace has been distressed and patinaed, then sealed. It will be in my etsy store tomorrow.


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Remaking A Childhood Favorite…

As a child I had a terrible sweet tooth, oh hell who am I kidding? I have a terrible sweet tooth!  However, I also have far too many pounds that are testament to a long and sordid history with food.  I, of course, don’t want to blame myself so instead I blame my Grandpa Meiners who doted on me as the first grandchild and the apple of his eye.  He came from a background of deprivation as did many from then. His and my grammas story would make a good post for another day. Suffice it to say they raised a family during The Great Depression and were not able to give their children many of the “niceties” of life.  So when I came along two decades later he lavished on me everything he could.  What stands out in my mind the most was of course food!  The Easter baskets he gave me as a kid in the 1950’s were wondrous to behold and the start of my lifelong love/hate relationship with food.

So here I am six and a half decades later still trying to resolve the issue of comfort foods when I saw a post on spontaneous tomato about Thai Ice Tea popsicles.  I never really “got” the idea of lumps in my drink so I don’t care for it, but it got me thinking about my favorite popsicles as a kid.  I absolutely loved Creamsicles and could eat them to sickness (which I often did).  But now with my need to have a healthier diet I have become a fan of greek-style yogurt. So I decided to experiment a bit, perhaps the longer I played with my food the less of it I would eat!

I don’t have exact measurements here-just whatever works for the size container you have.  But very simple greek yogurt and frozen concentrated orange juice.  Yes, I know that I could use fresh squeezed but geez Louise I can’t change everything all at once!  If you want fresh squeezed go ahead, after all the idea is for you to make what you like.  I find though that I don’t need to add any sugar/sweetner since the concentrate already has enough. Mix it to taste with the greek yogurt ( I keep the honey yogurt on hand) to the proportions you want. The fun part is tasting to see if you got it right.  That’s it! Then you just spoon it into your popsicle holder thingy and you’re set.  I like the holders Allison has because when they drip you have a built-in straw, but I found my bunny ears for a buck.  Besides in some small way it reminds me of the gigantic (solid!) rabbits grandpa would stuff in those Easter baskets!

So have fun, play with your food and find new healthy ways of eating.  After all Paula Deen isn’t the only one who needs to watch her diet!


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Funny how time slips away…

   It was a year ago that my good friend Harry lost his wife.  Well, that’s an odd term we use….he knew where she was, he didn’t lose her;  her body finally decided that it had enough and decided to return to its spirit form.  We use all these platitudes to try and keep the pain at bay…”passed on”…”with the angels”…”in a better place”.  But really none of it addresses the fact that when some one who has been so much a part of our lives, a constant like the North Star, when that is ripped from us we are adrift in a whole sea of pain. No pretty words will erase that.  Many get lost themselves in behavior that while it is intended to fix the problem only makes it worse.  In the end we realize that the only thing we can do is wade through the pain, feel what we are supposed to and just get on with life, whatever is left of it.  When we are  in the middle of it we don’t want to hear that we will be stronger, or better, or anything that might be an improvement in our lives.  We only want oblivion.
Now having said all that dark stuff I feel I need to tell the other side.   Barb leaving Harry for “the next big adventure” was horrid and gut-wrenching, no doubt.  But after a year I see a great guy who has a renewed appreciation for life, children and grand children. Not to say that he didn’t see all this before but in a way it’s sort of like taking off your glasses and cleaning them. Things are a bit more clear.  A bit more bright because we are forced to realize how fleeting life is and how we need to cherish every bit of it.  So in my own way I want to salute this great guy who has waded through the pain (still is) and is not running from life but living every bit as fully as he can.