I thought I'd give you another tour from the outside to the inside.
Here's where some of it all happens.
Warning.... this is a long post
El Studio Norte otherwise known as the Garaj Mahal
upper left is my lampworking studio room. Upper deck is where I dip my mandrels while I sit on an Adirondack in the sun... ain't happening today, it's pouring!
New vegetable bed put in where some of the greenhouse used to be.
It collapsed under the weight of the snow this winter but we were able to save two thirds of it.
Somehow it has more usable space than it did when it was bigger. We got rid of some junk that was stored in there.
( you're probably wondering what how we define junk, hehe)
As you can see here in Alaska our growing season is a little behind other places.
I think we're in zone 7.
June 1 is supposed to be the safe frost free day here so these guys are still hardening up for the cold cruel subarctic world. But they happily enjoy the midnight sun to make up for it.
Wildflower garden.
I found this cement mold for faces that was really cool.
Yes, I'll do "after" photos.
Fountain of Youth.
Why do I call him Mr. Coryosity?
Because his last name is Cory
and my business is numinosity
and he needed a name for his branch of business selling gems and collectibles
and curiosities.... see... Coryosity... I came up with that!
Lonely Teardrop
got a bluegrass festival on the horizon in a couple of weeks.
View from the lower yard where the mooseys hang out and our bonfire pit
The upper deck
View from the upper deck... the mountains weren't showing themselves for this photo.
I'll capture them for you someday.
That mower is how I keep in some sort of shape.... that and a bunch of stairs in the house and garage.
OK, We were going to turn this into a little shop to sell overflow but then I kind of backed off on the idea thinking that maybe I didn't want random travelers and such interrupting my precious days of creating. It's still good for storing overflow.
We scavenged that bed frame from an old building that burned down in town.
It was in a bar actually.
So this stuff could go up for sale in my vintage shop. See anything you like?
The little chairs and table aren't vintage though, they're from Bali. They're strong enough to stand on if you could fit your foot onto them.
This is the shed that the squirrels owned for a long time.
It seemed like a good idea at the time, Maybe we'll have an open house someday.
Now up to the office...
I finally agreed to not have my beading supplies in the living room anymore.
Now they're upstairs in the office and I carry them down on that wooden tray that my dad made when I want to do some work. I'm a couch or easy chair- watching a movie- kind of assembler. Plus I get more exercise going up and down stairs when I forget things.
This is where all of that stuff used to be.
Photo on left by Chris Cianciabelli
Upper painting by my former boyfriend
and lower painting by another local artist George Gianacopolous
Theengs I'll never let go of
Stuff and cookbooks... my former passion before all the jewelry bid'ness was cooking.
I still love cooking but rarely use cookbooks anymore.
The stove that keeps my office warm in the cooler months
and dear old Dad, a rusting gear photo by my son and me vamping for the camera in Cuba
Shipping table for my Etsy orders, it's usually a disaster.
I'm not very good at being systematic about anything.
my Mac and Canons
My funny doll collection
Collections. Ceramic pieces are from a sculptor that we met in Cuba
and that's an authentic Eskimo doll there.
Any questions?
This 'n' that
That silhouette is of my dad many years ago painting the trim on a Unitarian church in Maine.
We're still in the office.
A peek into the hermetically sealed man cave...
When I moved in we had to decide who would get the room with the closing door...
messy me or hubs?
He decided he would rather keep more sealed off to ensure order to his room if I promised to try to keep my messes somewhat under control
OK, let's stop in the kitchen a minute on our way to the other studio.
Trying some lacto-fermention of vegetables except without the whey... more like sauerkraut.
My homemade kim chee is out in the garage cuz of the garlic smell.
My favorite poster from Burma.
it says "the food that shouldn't eat together"
with wise advise about disastrous pairings of food such as "ice lolly" and "meat pigeon"
Stopping into the bedroom a minute to see how I've taken up two dresser tops with my cool stuff.
and other sundries
More jools and stuffs
Now out to the garage and upstairs
Wall in lampwork studio
Zappa, Pee Wee, Dragnet and creepy baby.
What does that say to you?
Stuff that can be made into stuff.... or not
Serious studio stuff- my glass
My lampworking table and the jewelry bench that the neighbors GAVE me last year.
magic torching table
two words.... dimple pliers
Fun!
Some of my gals...
Mr. Coryosity scored these when a department store was going out of business.
Not only did he get them for way less than they were asking, he nearly caused a riot with a bunch of women that were clamoring for them but his persistence paid off. I wasn't even around for this action.
Who needs flowers? Just bring me busts.
He thought I could use them to display at art fairs... a little bulky for that but maybe better for photo shoots.
'nother room
where I do sewing and collage-ing.
It's an erstwhile guest room. I managed to get one of the beds moved out to claim some more space.
Some postcards and art cards from trades hanging there.
my vintage funny Messalonskee Moppet rag doll collection.
I was selling these on Etsy for awhile.
Maybe time to list some more.
They are just a little bit strange but oh so lovable
I altered some creepy faced 1970's era Bible study booklets that I found at a thrift store.
My own kind of prayer flag I guess.
It's almost 2:30... that's afternoon union break time at my old job.
and there's a Thai calendar advertising "Alaska" condensed milk.
My brother got that for me on ebay
My first woodcut ever back in '91 (my last too)
That's my old boyfriend there. Very serious looking.
Can you have too many sewing machines? I got this last weekend. It came with the original invoice from 1958 when it was shipped from LA to Anchorage.
I paid much less than the original price.
I really just wanted that little suitcase that came with it that says "Made in Czechoslavakia" inside it.
And to cleanse your palette from all that sensory overload,
(cough...hoarding...cough) as my sister commented on my fb page
here's a little treat of some of my
"criffles" put into action
