I have said it before, I'll say it again. At times I am a real romantic. I like a happy ending, the girl getting the boy. Or the other way round. Call it escapism, it doesn't matter. Sometimes it feels right to escape the real world, as long as you don't forget to find the way back.
One movie that screams romance is Gone With The Wind. It might not be politically correct, but it has that certain something.
My favorite quote from it:
"As God is my witness, I'll never be hungry again."
I don't mind making a fool out of myself as long as I'm the one doing it and sometimes I say that, even in public. I wish I'd look as good doing it as Vivien Leigh does.
Gone With The Wind, USA, 1939
P.S. Oh, and yes, I do know that in this case the girl doesn't get the boy. Doesn't matter, it's still romantic.
... without my secretary?
Unfortunately he joined the union and they made me give him regular naptime. Wherever he chooses to take them.
I'm still playing with lampwork beads and pearls.
There is this one cab that looks like liquid honey and flowers that remind me of Art Deco, absolutely beautiful.
I picked the wire (warm gold) and started. I guess I got a little carried away because when I checked, the disk had become too large already and it started wrinkling at the edges which reminded me of a flower.
This called for a quick change of plans. Instead of caging the cab I added a bail to the flower and a white pearl. A simple design, but an effective one, I found.
Therefore I made two more in different colors, dark blue with a white pearl and dark purple with a pink pearl. When I list them, I'll offer the buyer to choose from the many wire colors and the two colors of pearls that I have.
So now I had three pendants, but that wasn't what I wanted to make, right? So I started again and finally had my bezel around the lampwork cab. That is usually the moment when Mabel, my muse, has to take over. Will it become a ring? A pendant? It took her a while, she was probably already exhausted from whipping up the pendants, but suddenly the idea was there. A cuff it would be, looking like a wristwatch.
Said - or rather thought - and done. Here it is, the "Honey Flower Cuff".
Not bad for one day ;-)
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Today I'll present a quote from another of my favorite movies.
I have to admit that I don't get all the innuendos because I don't know much about Russian books. Wait, I don't think I know any, so you might say now that I'm into it just for the cheap laughs mostly. Oh come on, I said you might, not you have to. Sheeesh.
The movie is Love and Death by Woody Allen (yes, I also know this name brings up controversy, but I do like him), starring him and Diane Keaton.
Allen plays a Russian in the Napoleonic times, Boris Grushenko. Family and friends at a fest just got the news that there is war with Napoleon and Boris tries everything to get out of it. His mother however does not agree when he claims she won't let him go.
"He'll go and he'll fight, and I hope they will put him in the front lines."
"Thanks a lot, Mom. My mother, folks."
I'm very proud of my Mom and when I talk about her, that is what I often say. Even if (or because?) she isn't trying to "feed" me to Napoleon ..... ;-)
Love and Death, USA, 1975
