Art Nouveau Style And Other Loves

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9U9_UAhn91nh9Hsvg5c6NiTetyq1zLTWTrpOdL3aSf4hSci7fSjLuEQ2Z8bobIyDXRQkCeDJs61fh0CRQvh_TULBmy0TSUqrgtxphJ7ljmLXIP0lK_1Nyy8XA7nZj7qSLEMd_6LM6gvQ/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9U9_UAhn91nh9Hsvg5c6NiTetyq1zLTWTrpOdL3aSf4hSci7fSjLuEQ2Z8bobIyDXRQkCeDJs61fh0CRQvh_TULBmy0TSUqrgtxphJ7ljmLXIP0lK_1Nyy8XA7nZj7qSLEMd_6LM6gvQ/s1600/025.JPG" width="622" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So... I had been Lusting after them for Months and Saving my dollars for when I felt I'd accumulated enough to make a reasonable offer on them.  Thankfully the Dealer Accepted my offer so no further negotiations were necessary... and the Art Nouveau Style Bookend Girls are now mine!!!  *Happy Dance* </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWVGkjJb5sAUl3EScjFN_EBSfEpY69tNqDfWDUy5q-vXaLn3aBqIFDNQpfo0-_qZrYpbesstP-y_LWbLKa0jUX6iZJar6VilWHwd1tv3qWQUYUFwoND08WvOAVwC2_qcWxoli_ve17VgI/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWVGkjJb5sAUl3EScjFN_EBSfEpY69tNqDfWDUy5q-vXaLn3aBqIFDNQpfo0-_qZrYpbesstP-y_LWbLKa0jUX6iZJar6VilWHwd1tv3qWQUYUFwoND08WvOAVwC2_qcWxoli_ve17VgI/s1600/026.JPG" width="504" /></a></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>There's just something about the Art Nouveau Era that I really Connect to.  In fact, I could see me in an Ensemble like this because it is Timeless, Stylish and Classy for any Era.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcNYlUGvPFw9S-Oe8JLRCQRHU7A48shi2BP2L1iO7OZXU3nVMJwezC99tyUYhe_o_NCa5Wr2KQ2QvtNk3aW_WjL2kupla6Fph7ifFCo0Vz-xPM-zEwzNNeRK8XG0XSHqOjlHP0e3pg5D8/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcNYlUGvPFw9S-Oe8JLRCQRHU7A48shi2BP2L1iO7OZXU3nVMJwezC99tyUYhe_o_NCa5Wr2KQ2QvtNk3aW_WjL2kupla6Fph7ifFCo0Vz-xPM-zEwzNNeRK8XG0XSHqOjlHP0e3pg5D8/s1600/027.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And now both Stylish Ladies are sitting on my desk right in front of me, organizng my India Temple Incense stick packets.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0wgfYK1wWhOTIBVPPUhiM5kPDpVHe_3tuJWODDw7L6lc3AczJnpbJ5M8b_DoltLHfOprJgE9tHtnh-7_Jp0EuqesfRI4rRQJvql6DWlxt9PWZDSYQiPVb0AL5fGmoule5-cgQ1c0KW04/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="520" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0wgfYK1wWhOTIBVPPUhiM5kPDpVHe_3tuJWODDw7L6lc3AczJnpbJ5M8b_DoltLHfOprJgE9tHtnh-7_Jp0EuqesfRI4rRQJvql6DWlxt9PWZDSYQiPVb0AL5fGmoule5-cgQ1c0KW04/s1600/024.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><em>In fact, until I can get my Art Studio Cottage Remodeled and up and running, my Desk is my only Creative Space in the Main House that is Exclusively mine and Sacred Space nobody is allowed to mess with or use.  So I like to Style this Room "Full On My Style" with no compromises so that I'm surrounded by the Atmosphere, Style and Vibe that I Love being immersed in!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkhOi4RDQi2oEygES-gdG9TD0D44PSwFRT_c1KBjcdfYKfVYBiWIpi5GIOWNcR0wN453nu3f_yVlV4WboZ2azCXspqANVdXCHxKDgUFRkCL4DUtLBx1NEl0VuDST5xkn2ZbIbZOo8S7OQ/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="546" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkhOi4RDQi2oEygES-gdG9TD0D44PSwFRT_c1KBjcdfYKfVYBiWIpi5GIOWNcR0wN453nu3f_yVlV4WboZ2azCXspqANVdXCHxKDgUFRkCL4DUtLBx1NEl0VuDST5xkn2ZbIbZOo8S7OQ/s1600/022.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Sure, many of the Rooms of this Old House hold my Treasures and I've Styled them all, but usually compromising my Aesthetic enough to Accommodate all the others who reside here and make it palatable to them too in all Fairness to the Family.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIBO2s0PVYnDyfnIRgSzbrADD__4rJccNqVK17ZvHDijNAG72c6-kjA3ZhvG7lz_bX3MHxHRVtc1nTE_JiZwUqghjSMeBYr-DuDh3D7TV_Evit0qrSrW6MwW8dTQOeUvUO8P1zPkNLXrs/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIBO2s0PVYnDyfnIRgSzbrADD__4rJccNqVK17ZvHDijNAG72c6-kjA3ZhvG7lz_bX3MHxHRVtc1nTE_JiZwUqghjSMeBYr-DuDh3D7TV_Evit0qrSrW6MwW8dTQOeUvUO8P1zPkNLXrs/s1600/036.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>But of all the Rooms this one holds the Essence of my Soul best and what most draws me in, holds my Interest, Captivates me and what I'd Envision my Ideal Dream Home actually looking like if it were all about me and I had nobody else to consider Decorating for.  If there were no Restraints to Styling the entire Home would look more like this Room.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9csCRof8z0yeT_6QO6_6CScLOzDMmC_ysI8Yx6-XbXORdt89gXGJaSNyTxB9MB8Mku5HF-vwZ4Ui74D-L1glWkIgB8EPgF-5pgi2eA_jIHMLt8Ntk1TJQcU5HUIpRrAN4Y-7aV4NrdV4/s1600/049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9csCRof8z0yeT_6QO6_6CScLOzDMmC_ysI8Yx6-XbXORdt89gXGJaSNyTxB9MB8Mku5HF-vwZ4Ui74D-L1glWkIgB8EPgF-5pgi2eA_jIHMLt8Ntk1TJQcU5HUIpRrAN4Y-7aV4NrdV4/s1600/049.JPG" width="510" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And it is within the walls of these deeply Personal Spaces I've gone "Full On Me" in that I recognize who I am at my very Core.  My True Aesthetic and what I Truly Love.  Most of the Collections and Decor in this Space will never be Turned in a Showroom or given away... well, not while I'm still vertical anyways!  *LOL*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2E_7RE4tzwrcqVDQgeE76DhPpcQ5vBeNn_S267dmVk15LaddfSvgyNLzuxRzDgrDMMii3-UrVPJGkAcOHJpRHbSTz7gmNpgQgU2QtH_ZuoK7xiEgBJ_abmECvsLw4U3HauRhjrp9XYjc/s1600/047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="532" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2E_7RE4tzwrcqVDQgeE76DhPpcQ5vBeNn_S267dmVk15LaddfSvgyNLzuxRzDgrDMMii3-UrVPJGkAcOHJpRHbSTz7gmNpgQgU2QtH_ZuoK7xiEgBJ_abmECvsLw4U3HauRhjrp9XYjc/s1600/047.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Now, whether you've done up one Space or an entire Home "Full On You" I think you'll know what I'm talking about?   It's these Spaces that are an Extension of Self and anyone walking into it will Feel your Essence and what you're about, what makes you tick and squeal with Delight when you Discover it and make it yours!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPeNtsS70DXzlOkGYciTVzvjazWibwxsrb65W9gMegEV4cxzE4hzJDVZUu-4kM6rxI3m7akR9IQWO0IkpcDKStlD5yfijWmS9BuHAZ0KVSXJpS74PkH_p9RfoeIc4Z7Xpv_OcBLm4gNuU/s1600/053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="542" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPeNtsS70DXzlOkGYciTVzvjazWibwxsrb65W9gMegEV4cxzE4hzJDVZUu-4kM6rxI3m7akR9IQWO0IkpcDKStlD5yfijWmS9BuHAZ0KVSXJpS74PkH_p9RfoeIc4Z7Xpv_OcBLm4gNuU/s1600/053.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>I often switch up most of the rest of our Home, but in these deeply Personal Spaces I find that not much really Changes in the way of Aesthetic, except maybe a few new Additions of Ultra Special Pieces newly procured in the Forever Keepers Category.  This will also be the Space, for me anyway, that I'll tuck some Creative Elements that I don't want to Forget about... so that they For Sure end up being made into a Bohemian Treasure by Dawn.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8I8MckBT_NakAyPMfKV-R1N6gs2WsUs-tKx8jR-FtV5tUNi1Ja_0DJjR1rM9K3Rtmk1IBF6QlF2Pt-fUDYUT0ZlZPbDUmVGPb23p-XDLywxGIw3YOlMDScAGGx9UXX5G6Uoi04VV734s/s1600/051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8I8MckBT_NakAyPMfKV-R1N6gs2WsUs-tKx8jR-FtV5tUNi1Ja_0DJjR1rM9K3Rtmk1IBF6QlF2Pt-fUDYUT0ZlZPbDUmVGPb23p-XDLywxGIw3YOlMDScAGGx9UXX5G6Uoi04VV734s/s1600/051.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So the Room can get a bit cluttered at times with random Elements awaiting a Project... but for some reason, unlike the other areas of the Home that I prefer to keep in Order and de-cluttered if at all possible, it never bothers me to have my Beautiful Mess in here... my Organized Chaos.  *Smiles*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcwOmthP8bOHVHDHe3_kscSRDdqsShoi3pgsbBIf-3LGJwrHrJOE0v6Fwwbl8iAq8IfpSsbrE3-3ymiA1LNuzcOTWZVQIZ1AQGhU1RmOL1Gfcd7wvicQGKcU8X9uWARtoqsBPol_OUIW0/s1600/058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcwOmthP8bOHVHDHe3_kscSRDdqsShoi3pgsbBIf-3LGJwrHrJOE0v6Fwwbl8iAq8IfpSsbrE3-3ymiA1LNuzcOTWZVQIZ1AQGhU1RmOL1Gfcd7wvicQGKcU8X9uWARtoqsBPol_OUIW0/s1600/058.JPG" width="636" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And many of the items chosen to Grace this Space I just Enjoy being surrounded by often.  This Old House has many Rooms and some of them aren't utilized all that much really... or I might not even go into some Rooms for extended days at a time... nor will anyone else.   We have our Rooms that we each frequent most... and mine is this one... I'm here at some point in time every single day.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh2P3l3jalNJ3BCWDM1iggm6SZJBm0qIsIUt14tN5kvUtkWrrl5sx1p2cFiL2OLIdMEXY62Aw1XD0NLbW0_HPt7H_TTlTJ8aOdXJ2O6O19BFhABwDFLOl88Tl_GXOyXDs1fFDJieqzk5g/s1600/055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh2P3l3jalNJ3BCWDM1iggm6SZJBm0qIsIUt14tN5kvUtkWrrl5sx1p2cFiL2OLIdMEXY62Aw1XD0NLbW0_HPt7H_TTlTJ8aOdXJ2O6O19BFhABwDFLOl88Tl_GXOyXDs1fFDJieqzk5g/s1600/055.JPG" width="516" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>It is also a room with many entrances and exits so it's a Pass-Thru Room that everyone will walk thru at some point in time during the course of a day also.   So what is in here will be seen, often... and Enjoyed regularly.   So many of my very Favorite Found Treasures will typically be in here and not rotate out very often, if at all. </em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4YnWvZC0XLBfTSITJll5hiuj66DFWw5JVTZflTOnXQ7ftzAdsJfj2aqTqTCW_ZEHiy2Ui4SNuG7qHQ6ajj8i5IyIjlXL7Ka0zX5qnvoU11U585EdE-QF09mCnvXOgqjRpGil590c9cng/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4YnWvZC0XLBfTSITJll5hiuj66DFWw5JVTZflTOnXQ7ftzAdsJfj2aqTqTCW_ZEHiy2Ui4SNuG7qHQ6ajj8i5IyIjlXL7Ka0zX5qnvoU11U585EdE-QF09mCnvXOgqjRpGil590c9cng/s1600/026.JPG" width="626" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I only lament that the Space isn't larger so that I'd have more Styling Options!  *LOL*  But... that's what the Art Studio Cottage will be for... that Unrestrained deeply Personal Space that is an entire BUILDING that I can go 'Full On Me' in and be Creative to my Heart's Content!  *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_DL28xfvms5Ji4b58u2VAd-vQTiulpPG58zrexbGEFs8skhSIF0cFtJmrF-I8XvxDW8X7xvymJPZ5T7OHIejmPE1B_AVBhxi4mfpSzB652fxJh0lJRa511VbNSKLk45z5aONcFlbAAWU/s1600/033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_DL28xfvms5Ji4b58u2VAd-vQTiulpPG58zrexbGEFs8skhSIF0cFtJmrF-I8XvxDW8X7xvymJPZ5T7OHIejmPE1B_AVBhxi4mfpSzB652fxJh0lJRa511VbNSKLk45z5aONcFlbAAWU/s1600/033.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>The Timing hasn't been right to Concentrate on that Space yet though... until things Calm down sufficiently that we can immerse ourselves in the Grandoise Project it will be to come to Fruition as I Envision it being.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggkwaHiIsPoNi8Thm9i_J22Hj_k_EBa68wmMB0-R-mOyQS65vwYkVuXXN9NH8AU-YnB5CeXlyCfgFGrJ2GOOLvgOaPWCm4odlUdgMrfb1N96PwfN0BguXlmE8jRSj5g-Ug4iRKnS5ansM/s1600/056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggkwaHiIsPoNi8Thm9i_J22Hj_k_EBa68wmMB0-R-mOyQS65vwYkVuXXN9NH8AU-YnB5CeXlyCfgFGrJ2GOOLvgOaPWCm4odlUdgMrfb1N96PwfN0BguXlmE8jRSj5g-Ug4iRKnS5ansM/s1600/056.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And the same goes for Showroom #113... which one day I Hope to also have reflect 'Full On Me' Retail Style.  I only Hope my Customers will Receive it well and be ready for 'Full On Me' there?!  *Smiles*   The hardest part for my Retail Spaces is Sourcing enough of 'Pure My Style' to Feather my own Nest AND have abundance of it for Inventory too to fill a Showroom!   You see, 'My Style' isn't that plentiful in the Pickins' around these parts.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoVuJxNBUi6yEdEiaDZ6dk4qbwCzb0LGAaljLzFCZk2S7tZpdVLtcnb2Gz_FD54FxTOYGeu8Vxh8dQzUs66a4bht8mf5AN01fcoje8iOAqQuy_0nn3U-2o3AX17xV1aWDXrJOMWY66psk/s1600/059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoVuJxNBUi6yEdEiaDZ6dk4qbwCzb0LGAaljLzFCZk2S7tZpdVLtcnb2Gz_FD54FxTOYGeu8Vxh8dQzUs66a4bht8mf5AN01fcoje8iOAqQuy_0nn3U-2o3AX17xV1aWDXrJOMWY66psk/s1600/059.JPG" width="624" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>The Weird and the Wonderful... the Oddities and the Relics... the Religious Antiquities and Bohemian Splendor are Scarce in the Arizona Desert Region... or cannot usually be had at a Bargain even when you can locate it.   And I am not in a position to be able to satisfy my Wanderlust and hit the Open Road to go Pickin' across the States or Overseas, due to Personal Reasons with the Family.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBV7LMU37IBDKUWLO6elYynm3Fa30ZW9-qNxA0zmLiZUIwT_oCaYTExXcrPReX0Nc86jx9prCwIKVttC5iqIUXrlQdDLoULYCq8HLrB-F87H1ZWPSUDu5kTqIne-10tZrMoi9YhrxphT4/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="572" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBV7LMU37IBDKUWLO6elYynm3Fa30ZW9-qNxA0zmLiZUIwT_oCaYTExXcrPReX0Nc86jx9prCwIKVttC5iqIUXrlQdDLoULYCq8HLrB-F87H1ZWPSUDu5kTqIne-10tZrMoi9YhrxphT4/s1600/037.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And my ability to just Create what I want and need has also been hindered by the Issues of Life for quite some time now.  So my other Hope is to be able to get the Studio up and running and sequester myself in there again, like the Old Days, and Create what I want and need for my own Spaces and to fill my Showrooms to offer for Sale again.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxpM_R-5MA12tjYtu1V_gxVXL-zyoTCJmwUEpyuR1wtlSrb_1dQVLIWUynKyzCPKX0zGKhAXbJxOWHxkgSrSsO2AqH_6-iOP2TO9O2vRzMIso-F7sh-hya4J9NOxtWjjOQHMIbw-hKvWc/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="618" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxpM_R-5MA12tjYtu1V_gxVXL-zyoTCJmwUEpyuR1wtlSrb_1dQVLIWUynKyzCPKX0zGKhAXbJxOWHxkgSrSsO2AqH_6-iOP2TO9O2vRzMIso-F7sh-hya4J9NOxtWjjOQHMIbw-hKvWc/s1600/030.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>The Frustrated Artist in me has been Yearning to Create again... because Truly I Live and Breathe Art and Beauty... and not being able to Create my own has been difficult.  And so I've Exposed myself more to the Art and Creativity of others to fill the Void it has left in my Soul so that it can be fed.   There's so many Ideas I want to Explore, so many Projects I want to get busy with and have the Time for, Workshops to take, new Art Forms to Learn.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5dh3YhJ3ui06jjzOPBcR-Y8VVDdOzpyw8AQaXtrVljn1LIigSrMxIRq74vs8Bie9IUMOGhluFaUBRRV6U6xq_HBqNuxs0D7OZTosrjVwi-47lSiUosUKzZdSviiOYjOxUa8N6UGJ8znY/s1600/042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5dh3YhJ3ui06jjzOPBcR-Y8VVDdOzpyw8AQaXtrVljn1LIigSrMxIRq74vs8Bie9IUMOGhluFaUBRRV6U6xq_HBqNuxs0D7OZTosrjVwi-47lSiUosUKzZdSviiOYjOxUa8N6UGJ8znY/s1600/042.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I have always said that had I not had a Family to take Care of and Support, I would have been quite Content to be the Starving Artist, even if I remained Obscure and Created just for the sake of it rather than being able to make a Living at it.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgey8Im2b3AvEu1S00RUVe60bVv_URg-OyR9SKowseGEvPXp8M5r17hFmlmcmubq9hcaCiu71BRRBQHoVhZ9fOg_J27t-XUjs6716Q6fvrPxWDgzVggxBM_kAXb68yHWSCkALy2ZxWMX_E/s1600/041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgey8Im2b3AvEu1S00RUVe60bVv_URg-OyR9SKowseGEvPXp8M5r17hFmlmcmubq9hcaCiu71BRRBQHoVhZ9fOg_J27t-XUjs6716Q6fvrPxWDgzVggxBM_kAXb68yHWSCkALy2ZxWMX_E/s1600/041.JPG" width="512" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And if I were not a Full Time Caregiver I would probably be Lost in the Creative Process most of the Hours of my day with utter Contentment being in my own Bubble.   Emerging only for Socializing, the Thrill of the Hunt, Nature Walks, and whatever Events piqued my Interest.  </em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitKQ2LSs40GXqeQk2U0ISy78BS5MCEMm0ZgptBbRyO0tcDhVIAHBYnH37MQUCaWef-EzAnZ2Oj3ShhejKOfvc-eWTFf-k2ai0mdcnP_Y1O3Ds0GmxdCULQN6ICDN9a3Zjvid_CihE1XM4/s1600/060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitKQ2LSs40GXqeQk2U0ISy78BS5MCEMm0ZgptBbRyO0tcDhVIAHBYnH37MQUCaWef-EzAnZ2Oj3ShhejKOfvc-eWTFf-k2ai0mdcnP_Y1O3Ds0GmxdCULQN6ICDN9a3Zjvid_CihE1XM4/s1600/060.JPG" width="540" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I realize that my Needs really are quite Simple, I'm not a complicated person and it's the little things in Life that I tend to Enjoy the most.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2QlmvhTtGWurYPVQga2tfJ6I-Cl6dhygt1PuEnxUQ_0Io76W6SsG-kH7CccR2I0ItWld65g1wyBi1gQlkS0xKvwDk-u3EjmaMcgps31cl0A2q40RJ5zSMD0V5iAxZOxXzsbvISlqzlqc/s1600/062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2QlmvhTtGWurYPVQga2tfJ6I-Cl6dhygt1PuEnxUQ_0Io76W6SsG-kH7CccR2I0ItWld65g1wyBi1gQlkS0xKvwDk-u3EjmaMcgps31cl0A2q40RJ5zSMD0V5iAxZOxXzsbvISlqzlqc/s1600/062.JPG" width="532" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>The older I get the more Simplified I like my days actually, the more my Routine is uninterrupted the Happier I am... I really am a Creature of habit even though I tend to be Spontaneous in Nature and not much of a Planner of how the day will unfold.   I Enjoy the Journey more than the actual Destination, whatever and where ever that might be.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgroLiWZa-x2EL1LYGB7ghtGOWW8n5X6ME9_yB39tkOuLUGHd5PcVwvZ-IUF_s53kTDbfa-dGofCnvOolSPUKCR_VcDflvPN8pc_DoIhSVRysH5HbmM3ClTSeCymFHW3aAsWdImK1FdgxY/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgroLiWZa-x2EL1LYGB7ghtGOWW8n5X6ME9_yB39tkOuLUGHd5PcVwvZ-IUF_s53kTDbfa-dGofCnvOolSPUKCR_VcDflvPN8pc_DoIhSVRysH5HbmM3ClTSeCymFHW3aAsWdImK1FdgxY/s1600/029.JPG" width="488" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>But striking that delicate Balance when you do have other Obligations and Loved Ones to Consider is sometimes quite Sacrificial... and there are things that you must give up, put on the back burner, not dare to Dream about just yet because the Waiting would get to you.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjI6x0zF9bxb9MOG0GHp8LcjAX1PVuGrsF_n1WqnO4-amhPHRDm_LCcSxC2iX8A8W5_Dhn9CurJsrZ1Y2h237RgAObvtpXiAfHqznyhrOitfzKLxSbrtqdjRN5yCIKvuHnm_eoILiLIzU/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjI6x0zF9bxb9MOG0GHp8LcjAX1PVuGrsF_n1WqnO4-amhPHRDm_LCcSxC2iX8A8W5_Dhn9CurJsrZ1Y2h237RgAObvtpXiAfHqznyhrOitfzKLxSbrtqdjRN5yCIKvuHnm_eoILiLIzU/s1600/032.JPG" width="544" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And so for me, at this particular Season of Life, I have Adapted and Improvised... Okay, so some Dreams might not actually pan out as originally Envisioned and Desired... but I can Modify them to a degree that I don't have to forfeit them completely.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYH2WVeoEmWtdFnJ0jhbhcm4aW3YMI7pwlr3fnSyec-G7BElcxV4bq2CE2BFQ4mxlvCRmWxJsLOoHaOKB6ESY1qf6RY-7T9USKsdaNF5dA2TSBpNrIEnHUArRhFKR1ZAObwBX2LQKpFF4/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYH2WVeoEmWtdFnJ0jhbhcm4aW3YMI7pwlr3fnSyec-G7BElcxV4bq2CE2BFQ4mxlvCRmWxJsLOoHaOKB6ESY1qf6RY-7T9USKsdaNF5dA2TSBpNrIEnHUArRhFKR1ZAObwBX2LQKpFF4/s1600/050.JPG" width="518" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>The Traveling part may have to wait and be put on Hold for an indefinite amount of time... but I can Transport myself on the Canvas of my Imagination and within my own four walls of any Space I'm spending Time in regularly.   And that is the Process I'm delving into right now... Refining the Found Treasures so that only that which is Loved Best remains as Decor and Collections.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhfN7Pl3tcBJHQ6hggOllP9BdWI0rYUVEGSXwfXHemzl_LHLMNNSO1YEAm0Qci3Wfj8VgUGGCczQ1t4FVng_U_lQERzDquRC7iBvo8eaLiM4Tz-5rHvFxytnQM4pEA_FTzxuq5Npl5T9s/s1600/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="582" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhfN7Pl3tcBJHQ6hggOllP9BdWI0rYUVEGSXwfXHemzl_LHLMNNSO1YEAm0Qci3Wfj8VgUGGCczQ1t4FVng_U_lQERzDquRC7iBvo8eaLiM4Tz-5rHvFxytnQM4pEA_FTzxuq5Npl5T9s/s1600/039.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>That which Inspires me and makes me Smile and Feel Good to be surrounded by.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinNRsBUS2_YGXJPKiHz554HyDdW7koMEUQ7Ji_DhCL3XU4VfwSTdmvKYD4UdbOMsCUxOXwZaWQPRij80BzyARkowY3OyzJrFHwCf5QhjJi7z7YtVCaywXkq2HbF-X0vulactqJDZlXMSs/s1600/185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinNRsBUS2_YGXJPKiHz554HyDdW7koMEUQ7Ji_DhCL3XU4VfwSTdmvKYD4UdbOMsCUxOXwZaWQPRij80BzyARkowY3OyzJrFHwCf5QhjJi7z7YtVCaywXkq2HbF-X0vulactqJDZlXMSs/s1600/185.JPG" width="560" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And Maintain Areas throughout the Home that the rest of the Family can Feel at Home with... which can take the wear and tear, Posse's of Playmates, the spills and Happy Accidents that come with daily Family Living.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwbTECmKPpH0Ul87rhYSuVTC0Yf303iDCg1UbHkSSJRaXj-SaElWoMmIzN2g4tG-5q-ofX96_323fVHf9gvETTjKryVMY_iyOODYHo8AiBPJHnIHGoJh9y1SqsPGf8OudwwV5YYuVsqb0/s1600/184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="518" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwbTECmKPpH0Ul87rhYSuVTC0Yf303iDCg1UbHkSSJRaXj-SaElWoMmIzN2g4tG-5q-ofX96_323fVHf9gvETTjKryVMY_iyOODYHo8AiBPJHnIHGoJh9y1SqsPGf8OudwwV5YYuVsqb0/s1600/184.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And I'm Fortunate that I do have a Family that Indulges me in my overall Vision for the Home with a lot of latitude and very few Compromises really, so long as they're Comfortable and the House is a Home, which is a Reasonable Expectation.   And fulfill those requests and needs they each have... such as The Man requesting and needing larger, squishier lounging Pillows to relieve some of his Pressure Points of Pain after the Accident.  For use in his now Favorite Chair that used to be mine, but I relinquished because it's the most Comfortable for him to lounge in now.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Winks}</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMN2e4p751dcAu1q0FMYqJAHCenunMNDoq7eWn81GhYaEefZ9Oaus5k-t5XFZHqdeuo50tnQA2_z0i1g5Sqvmgif6scwEgavBVTc_MHJPZeTjEh8MLntoh1WZdRerjJrVbFc4JC8a1ln8/s1600/$_12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMN2e4p751dcAu1q0FMYqJAHCenunMNDoq7eWn81GhYaEefZ9Oaus5k-t5XFZHqdeuo50tnQA2_z0i1g5Sqvmgif6scwEgavBVTc_MHJPZeTjEh8MLntoh1WZdRerjJrVbFc4JC8a1ln8/s1600/$_12.jpg" width="578" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And MY Quirks and Other Loves, well, most of you know what they are by now, don't you, since I'm quite the Open Book?!?  *Winks*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOOSGOvld56kIUXRueFeYhFFDjifuyfDib3YjtLcaDKCZtIuCnmFzocak1eh4EnZabrF6uxSwHzmNTQwxf5fvgIAPkZO_b5TwCbKBGVp_YYt4ubjBQf_GVZoD3RYSUCpZ0IufOXWNVf0E/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOOSGOvld56kIUXRueFeYhFFDjifuyfDib3YjtLcaDKCZtIuCnmFzocak1eh4EnZabrF6uxSwHzmNTQwxf5fvgIAPkZO_b5TwCbKBGVp_YYt4ubjBQf_GVZoD3RYSUCpZ0IufOXWNVf0E/s1600/001.JPG" width="522" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And my Weaknesses... both in things I have trouble saying No to... *LOL*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0pwUY3USW66ILC7qYdzFaf9NxslYrTsq_Za65wetBQiH4rOKpukuZbGX_MDg9xOCDeVDWBhXVlYU5_n0_mO5okmMU8CTExv0Q5VPAX7A_fdmTFk2XiLIDimh8FN6HZPx6Tzf6oq7TMOo/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0pwUY3USW66ILC7qYdzFaf9NxslYrTsq_Za65wetBQiH4rOKpukuZbGX_MDg9xOCDeVDWBhXVlYU5_n0_mO5okmMU8CTExv0Q5VPAX7A_fdmTFk2XiLIDimh8FN6HZPx6Tzf6oq7TMOo/s1600/002.JPG" width="572" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And Beloved Peeps I have trouble saying No to as well... *Le Sigh*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3xUnB35SbeQsZ7e59igNTVzR6VWJCJ4syq9I-BWqnnCA0p6ljYEJMwpVwC5XudcIM0Y0sMnEddUMouelkobsxLCnIooNunffqjLW_74-wlvHAN6AKk1yOmuLuDMfWZfGiHODNTv_b4Z0/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3xUnB35SbeQsZ7e59igNTVzR6VWJCJ4syq9I-BWqnnCA0p6ljYEJMwpVwC5XudcIM0Y0sMnEddUMouelkobsxLCnIooNunffqjLW_74-wlvHAN6AKk1yOmuLuDMfWZfGiHODNTv_b4Z0/s1600/001.JPG" width="581" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Well... the Epic Post has Concluded my Friends... Wish you could be here to also Enjoy some Fresh Fruit Tart with me...  *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdFiGJcwCWhpPldzvnr5cSjci36_1MGwnGk-6NmE09b-9W1wQH0GIoeqqiamoWxwOSPr_YZwEhu9ABdLPLr0NvOFt3VPgjXK-36xC_8WfwQFl0ieGPHkn4P3aWvCqQN16ajbRfmOWcZCY/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdFiGJcwCWhpPldzvnr5cSjci36_1MGwnGk-6NmE09b-9W1wQH0GIoeqqiamoWxwOSPr_YZwEhu9ABdLPLr0NvOFt3VPgjXK-36xC_8WfwQFl0ieGPHkn4P3aWvCqQN16ajbRfmOWcZCY/s1600/002.JPG" width="562" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Blessings from the Arizona Desert... 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Art Nouveau Style And Other Loves

So... I had been Lusting after them for Months and Saving my dollars for when I felt I'd accumulated enough to make a reasonable offer o...

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I Fell Off The Wagon

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjx9QzgINNtMYYDutV7K-6Pn1EC5EoIMuwULPrZKuy9fZS1W2EPZekFIGCVoMoAtTiy4Hc14jByJJ-CfXKBUzWSLjZg4F70Awlx0r0ei2YVti2sl8Zyh5iWs3m1PXXDj2AN4IqUZ_ObFU/s1600/$11_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjx9QzgINNtMYYDutV7K-6Pn1EC5EoIMuwULPrZKuy9fZS1W2EPZekFIGCVoMoAtTiy4Hc14jByJJ-CfXKBUzWSLjZg4F70Awlx0r0ei2YVti2sl8Zyh5iWs3m1PXXDj2AN4IqUZ_ObFU/s1600/$11_3.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Perhaps I shouldn't have been so Proud, you know, patting Self on the back for the past Year for staying away from all Online Retail sites like E-Bay and Etsy.  Even though they always have the Greatest Stuff ever that you can't always find when you're poncing around Town on Marathon Junquing Missions, no matter how many Honey Holes you know about locally!  *Smiles*  But it's a slippery slope... and so I hadn't even wanted to renew my Interest and set off any chain of events or anything.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWeSop9UJgbg8uvwrDN8-43qfAYHi1kLcYzbvLvepUalZUhM4zvl5aw5r_LluC24E-DGctAYfN4hAPMx6Wmt0vaAQ_ccwijBj4HK5MpcJVlfReyQAYPFMeoSKXrL4c2djKB79T0g-xPug/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWeSop9UJgbg8uvwrDN8-43qfAYHi1kLcYzbvLvepUalZUhM4zvl5aw5r_LluC24E-DGctAYfN4hAPMx6Wmt0vaAQ_ccwijBj4HK5MpcJVlfReyQAYPFMeoSKXrL4c2djKB79T0g-xPug/s1600/002.JPG" width="547" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>No... I'd concentrated instead on Junquing locally and mostly for Inventory to flip in the Showrooms... because Lord knows Bohemian Valhalla doesn't need another thing to be dragged into this Old House really in the way of Decor.  *LOL*   Yes, I'd been Content for the past Year in just purchasing Locally and Supporting Small Businesses, Thrifts, Flea Markets and Local Artists.</em><br /><em>BTW: The Wool Cowboy Hat I Sourced in this Image Sold in a day of being in my Showroom!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6qoaFMwYS7T1TuzbVrBAqCPwS2W6hXXCJlVi_5wcgmh5lNFxpMn173cB5x46su5ZDG1WjTNJ_bL9h-SGfYMCG41BGd3pEdVk7PY9Lp-TTBP7TL8RBmzCeC1eLwGAj32DTuMWVUIWpTP0/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="548" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6qoaFMwYS7T1TuzbVrBAqCPwS2W6hXXCJlVi_5wcgmh5lNFxpMn173cB5x46su5ZDG1WjTNJ_bL9h-SGfYMCG41BGd3pEdVk7PY9Lp-TTBP7TL8RBmzCeC1eLwGAj32DTuMWVUIWpTP0/s1600/001.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And it was going well, I hadn't even had the inkling of taking a peek at my Fav Online sites that I used to frequent so regularly that I'm certain a lot of Online Vendors and Artists knew me on a first name basis!?  *Winks*   Nope... I had not even missed them in fact... because why browse and torment yourself if you have no inclination to actually bid or buy?   But Tonight... for some strange reason that I cannot even fathom... the sites were Calling out to me to take a peek... just a peek... after all, it had been so long... and apparently they had Missed me terribly!  *Bwahahaha!* </em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXhbN0NHLoA85uDC-SzrLD5EEwyq0b4k37plluku7Xke-RrQQTQ2dKE8A6BtFFXN0hQYlurcPuIPEfvrNQlazagfm0TAgpEuZ2b_PiXl4DERyObjUnoOXVWm70pTIHdhOeCQ1WkLBivro/s1600/il_570xN_547939473_iow2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXhbN0NHLoA85uDC-SzrLD5EEwyq0b4k37plluku7Xke-RrQQTQ2dKE8A6BtFFXN0hQYlurcPuIPEfvrNQlazagfm0TAgpEuZ2b_PiXl4DERyObjUnoOXVWm70pTIHdhOeCQ1WkLBivro/s1600/il_570xN_547939473_iow2.jpg" width="488" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <em>Source: Etsy ~ Luv Lucy Art To Wear, Artist: Donna Lucy Ramirez</em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>And everything would have been just Fine... because tho' I browsed both sites, nothing much was Calling to me like a Siren's Song... until... I discovered a Fabric Artist that had the most Amazing Wearable Art Creations that are just My Style and Sensibility!!!  *Gasp and be still my beating Heart!*  I J'Adored every single Creation and could see them all hanging in my Closet in my Mind's Eye... but mostly and especially this one, which was Plus Sized no less... it must be a Sign?!!!  *LOL, yeah I can Justify things that way when I want to!*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikLfwhT9rcUswFTJX_OMzlTgo3j0_PjeE0HwhIAG-tMLvbJ1DLoZXLqYNUnFA8BaXxebajlV0IWf66azdA5wRC1mS7B_Tcd5ZJM656OwJ3O8niLaQ5bT9AuT0QeVby8bWYwg413Mo08VI/s1600/il_570xN_547939319_13ah.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikLfwhT9rcUswFTJX_OMzlTgo3j0_PjeE0HwhIAG-tMLvbJ1DLoZXLqYNUnFA8BaXxebajlV0IWf66azdA5wRC1mS7B_Tcd5ZJM656OwJ3O8niLaQ5bT9AuT0QeVby8bWYwg413Mo08VI/s1600/il_570xN_547939319_13ah.jpg" width="590" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <em>Source: Etsy ~ Luv Lucy Art To Wear ~ Artist: Donna Lucy Ramirez</em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>I'd had excellent Sales in my Showrooms last Month, with my diligence in 'Picking' and letting go of just about everything I was buying lately... and with the fierce Editing and Purging going on at Home... and squirreled most of the proceeds away, I had a small Stash of discretionary Mad Money available.   And a lot of my Favorite Wardrobe was wearing out because I've had it all so long, I'm still often wearing Anchor pieces I bought more than a Decade ago.  Since I haven't purchased much new Wardrobe my present pieces are getting more than Gently Used and I desperately need some additional Favorite pieces to re-fill the Closet and give the older pieces a break before they become unwearable!   So... I fell off the Wagon... after a whole Year... and HAD to have it... it was just too perfect to resist.  And Honestly, I didn't want to resist... if I don't Deserve it, who does?  *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjechVn6ZV0NkwQcxrhPP-dEs-AHxBQ1aRRbV7G9pjxFbmBXuyJCGl2ZbSx3D7zcgd1wxtBplqfJ8hsRuduSUxyawERiVPTWPYzmQ-ZXT0LlwB54oH0JkxOf4gmvyLWAWUfooy1bdcDTJA/s1600/053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="492" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjechVn6ZV0NkwQcxrhPP-dEs-AHxBQ1aRRbV7G9pjxFbmBXuyJCGl2ZbSx3D7zcgd1wxtBplqfJ8hsRuduSUxyawERiVPTWPYzmQ-ZXT0LlwB54oH0JkxOf4gmvyLWAWUfooy1bdcDTJA/s1600/053.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I just Hope I haven't rekindled something and that a spark doesn't burst into a Flame or outright Wildfire?!?  *Smiles*  I don't think it probably will, since it isn't quite the same as the actual Thrill Of The Hunt, which is an Adrenalin Rush that can't be Compared.  Sure, you can find almost anything Online... and Auctions are exciting, even if you don't Win.  You can find the most obscure items, rare items, hard to find items to fill those holes in your most Cherished Collections, far more easily than searching high and low for them in your tiny corner of the World and often coming up empty handed.  And you can Discover Amazing Artists you never knew about.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_fNCWOulin-CUdKsVJuZkPvsYBfJuFh3LPswGv2lIedVqQDqEgn5l4Ysxc8hOF5cizrU-7Q9xOj3NNV90ajc2qG1Y_oh7luUjb7u-x2aBsy4cAs_4QTQP5b2ZsU2Zy0KgaPZ3aLYQXzY/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="516" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_fNCWOulin-CUdKsVJuZkPvsYBfJuFh3LPswGv2lIedVqQDqEgn5l4Ysxc8hOF5cizrU-7Q9xOj3NNV90ajc2qG1Y_oh7luUjb7u-x2aBsy4cAs_4QTQP5b2ZsU2Zy0KgaPZ3aLYQXzY/s1600/032.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Not to mention I've often found the best Prices EVER in my Online Conquests and especially at Online Auctions.  Or by up-and-coming Artists that have opened an Online Shop and who haven't been Discovered and Featured everywhere so their Creations aren't in the Stratosphere yet and can still be had by us Regular Folks.  I always Patronize New Artists I Admire the Work of... and sometimes they become Well Known and your Collection of their Work become a Wise Investment indeed.  So I'm not discounting Online sites whatsoever, they are an Awesome Source... it's just that for me... I could get carried away with finding way too much that I would be hard pressed to Resist... because the Selection is so vast and so easily Accessible!   So its like a Buffet... where you could fill your plate too full and eat too much... so best to just stay away and not Tempt yourself if you're a Foodie!  *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_XBrg8Qi5s6A9vas-_1jIWi1ik3q5kzPflo-Wwcu5fWZr86lEJpB__867Bu6C-I84hVovAWZWB98tc4XqG_Y4NM1y1QeyJIp-Y2oUO9wxNXzY8K5lcRNIBBBgemvcuNFLSpoqEpjZFNk/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_XBrg8Qi5s6A9vas-_1jIWi1ik3q5kzPflo-Wwcu5fWZr86lEJpB__867Bu6C-I84hVovAWZWB98tc4XqG_Y4NM1y1QeyJIp-Y2oUO9wxNXzY8K5lcRNIBBBgemvcuNFLSpoqEpjZFNk/s1600/007.JPG" width="572" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>But... I AM Glad I made the Rare Visit and Indulged myself with a Fabulous piece of Wearable Art that I will use often and be a Wardrobe Staple worth Investing in.   I just have to resolve to stay away for perhaps another Year now or unless I Win the Lottery or something and Money becomes no object *LOL*... and remember that Peeking often leads to Buying, since it would be a Rarity not to discover something absolutely Amazing.  Or a Collectible to round out a Collection by filling that Void you had, or Perceived you had in the Collection.  *Smiles*  Because lets face it, if you Collect it, you can always Justify one more, right?!?   And if you're a Fashion Diva your Wardrobe and Accessories almost Defines you and your Style!   I can't even remember the last time I bought off-the-rack wear rather than Artist Created OOAK pieces or Thrift Store Ensembles I Upcycle myself!  *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Gpaab654HDBGvbZZmaeXHiZ8kQ2F7SUIvAXcRWqOXrYzR3CsOoMrG2GvXxEFXyQL59cnbgTVKRSA5Osiy4qq5kq6xiXR4FnT-Zxjc6MEo6qYe64j-AXG3rvPfQ9QRYFCoauMPG7Rf14/s1600/051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Gpaab654HDBGvbZZmaeXHiZ8kQ2F7SUIvAXcRWqOXrYzR3CsOoMrG2GvXxEFXyQL59cnbgTVKRSA5Osiy4qq5kq6xiXR4FnT-Zxjc6MEo6qYe64j-AXG3rvPfQ9QRYFCoauMPG7Rf14/s1600/051.JPG" width="554" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And we're so Proud that our Grandson was Featured in yet another Local Paper and made the Front Page!!!  {See Image Below}  Here's to his Star Rising!!!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLmmRYBPJD_kko31UVsM8XbzEUc0EkpnUVLNtnJWbnK1AqvNk3xse8k3ugvJd6XgMXacUqdiOtp2G2uhWefE4-auxKW766DY_T0hRkSMDefyz01BkPkN4xpMxacWO0Q7YXwbP0lPwzcAU/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLmmRYBPJD_kko31UVsM8XbzEUc0EkpnUVLNtnJWbnK1AqvNk3xse8k3ugvJd6XgMXacUqdiOtp2G2uhWefE4-auxKW766DY_T0hRkSMDefyz01BkPkN4xpMxacWO0Q7YXwbP0lPwzcAU/s1600/010.JPG" width="597" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Blessings from the Arizona Desert... Dawn... The Bohemian</em></div></div>

I Fell Off The Wagon

Perhaps I shouldn't have been so Proud, you know, patting Self on the back for the past Year for staying away from all Online Retail sit...

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Sweet Salvage ~ Hallowed Haven ~ Part I

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNHuAKCH2RpoTJqmCZdjn9vhLKy5v4pnshWXSNSb2AeFnBdBdsPb4eO6SiDY8rkSqIbG5OdbvZLXO8oVTV2lID5esp3UinlBSyJwF5892ATTWGWAuYomtmHLKgmlb27LqAKG77nLdUzB4-/s1600/124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNHuAKCH2RpoTJqmCZdjn9vhLKy5v4pnshWXSNSb2AeFnBdBdsPb4eO6SiDY8rkSqIbG5OdbvZLXO8oVTV2lID5esp3UinlBSyJwF5892ATTWGWAuYomtmHLKgmlb27LqAKG77nLdUzB4-/s640/124.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>So Okay, I was slightly obsessed about getting there way earlier than usual to ensure that I could get in fast by being one of the first in line and move like a Blue Arse Fly towards all the Treasures I'd Scoped out at the Preview Party the Night Before at </em><a href="http://blog.sweetsalvage.net/"><strong><span style="color: #b45f06;"><em>SWEET SALVAGE's</em></span></strong></a><em> 'Hallowed Haven' Event on Opening Day.   Usually I'm much more laisser-faire about obsessive procurement of any particular item, but hey, this is Halloween and MY Favorite Style and Aesthetic remember, so I was a Woman on a Manic Mission?!  *Winks*   </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWCeTqFSunVtINO9Uil0NENrSTiFBVWLbVHgyE2nziY4dlvS_eIvBZPq8x1T1a4sR-vhBjtV4NLvzH-rk-zTLUoegEqIR9Vn66k8NXTSu4HXlFVBRZ65NKNtM57X_MligbT_U1PwEkOkIM/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWCeTqFSunVtINO9Uil0NENrSTiFBVWLbVHgyE2nziY4dlvS_eIvBZPq8x1T1a4sR-vhBjtV4NLvzH-rk-zTLUoegEqIR9Vn66k8NXTSu4HXlFVBRZ65NKNtM57X_MligbT_U1PwEkOkIM/s640/007.JPG" width="508" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And truly I don't mind standing in line since Good Friends always stop by to Chat, like my Retro Fabulous GF Jenny of </em><a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Redhead-Sadie/141689229229196"><strong><span style="color: red;"><em>REDHEAD SADIE</em></span></strong></a><em>.  She was Working the Event this Month and looked as Adorably Retro as ever, if you ever need to be hooked up with Vintage Wardrobe and Accessories, she's the Go To Gal for it.  She's a Vintage Clothing Dealer, Estate Sale Organizer, Personal Assistant, Sewing Instructor and Dressmaker... yep, this Gal does it all... and Superbly I might add!</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZSEWtxVjrMqA2brzoIL5MY9nzMUAJwl9t-r3UUWyG77CZVnKCeh3Jx4dV8c8417RqZoeunErgFFhDafswT6pLAxtzW2MErVZKFz43DdT1G_QU-a3K9YWaKP1FNXgSGNZsR_zX-GZAa9y6/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZSEWtxVjrMqA2brzoIL5MY9nzMUAJwl9t-r3UUWyG77CZVnKCeh3Jx4dV8c8417RqZoeunErgFFhDafswT6pLAxtzW2MErVZKFz43DdT1G_QU-a3K9YWaKP1FNXgSGNZsR_zX-GZAa9y6/s640/008.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And my Adorable Friend Carissa of <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Redhead-Sadie/141689229229196#!/MamasDogsLLC"><strong><span style="color: #e69138;">MAMA'S DOGS</span></strong></a> who showed up bearing Gifts since she's such a Giving Friend... a huge bag of her Gourmet Cookies for moi... Calorie-Free I'm sure... *Bwahaha!*  They are SO Addictive and Delish, so I don't care, I'll die fat and Happy with one of Carissa's Yummy Gourmet Cookies in my hand!  *LOL*  Great Stress Reliever these Cookies, better than Xanex... Okay, well, I can't verify that actually since I've never tried Xanex and abhor Western Pharmaceuticals, I'm just more of a proponent of Comfort Food to relieve my Stress and hey, it works swell for me.  So next time you're needing some Comfort... head for Carissa's Cookie Cart, again, you can Thank me later.  Or maybe not, since you'll want to get them ALL the time after that and be Jonesin' for one to get your Cookie Fix!  I'll shoulder the blame, it's Okay, go for it!  *Winks*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgQDKtmaH0hm2x-3zVpsyULUoZAb5Amxi9gHXQnb1Gypav9gAQj67EyEHCY3wNg_FoNtiG8bQZAhrxUEh_ehAcQsjxZ4wj3kLN4gACzZKfGIMttkDMtSMxGjmYIqZOF3_sQ4rmsJKQCgB2/s1600/095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgQDKtmaH0hm2x-3zVpsyULUoZAb5Amxi9gHXQnb1Gypav9gAQj67EyEHCY3wNg_FoNtiG8bQZAhrxUEh_ehAcQsjxZ4wj3kLN4gACzZKfGIMttkDMtSMxGjmYIqZOF3_sQ4rmsJKQCgB2/s640/095.JPG" width="572" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>Sure, there was a wealthy abundance of my beloved creepy Doll Heads and Dolly Body Parts so that once inside I was so spoiled for choice I almost couldn't make a firm decision about which one to Adopt and take Home for sure...</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFArVj3sAvEvwo5w4jTlsq_dr0m_q82txEpcp9QJJZ_b1ktKrQLE-yDhsOVFLdxLlG1gj9xosgj17vJjgGVtcGNu3aDz9I2DadSjb5O_LSI-hxmXBKS23Xr8Phv2VEj-pgCi-fwDyulTiM/s1600/128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFArVj3sAvEvwo5w4jTlsq_dr0m_q82txEpcp9QJJZ_b1ktKrQLE-yDhsOVFLdxLlG1gj9xosgj17vJjgGVtcGNu3aDz9I2DadSjb5O_LSI-hxmXBKS23Xr8Phv2VEj-pgCi-fwDyulTiM/s640/128.JPG" width="506" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And so that wasn't my Primary Objective as I made a Beeline for the Vignettes I'd earmarked as "gotta hit it first" when I'd made the Recon Checklist the Night before.  Because after all, if some got Sold before I could decide, that would just make the choices narrower and not so agonizing, right?  *LOL*  I felt somewhat confident that if I moved Fast towards my other Objectives in shorter supply, there would probably still be some swell Creepy Doll Heads left for me.  Broad Assumption I know, given the masses streaming in the door behind me... but I do still move pretty fast for an Older Lady, so I had a Good Chance!  *Winks*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAYVg37P2zck4I48mzzrzmpXU4Xdapx2y0M2HQZkNGi6XubCsXvoG4sZmgVj7XiifUlUcugG2VrFh89uRDCh1soZNIGBsLhM_Z-IkLiFVKJMgiamceHXMfVBlsyNBESswMO-AALEd0ybgm/s1600/133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAYVg37P2zck4I48mzzrzmpXU4Xdapx2y0M2HQZkNGi6XubCsXvoG4sZmgVj7XiifUlUcugG2VrFh89uRDCh1soZNIGBsLhM_Z-IkLiFVKJMgiamceHXMfVBlsyNBESswMO-AALEd0ybgm/s640/133.JPG" width="562" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>But Vintage Mannequin Hands, now that was a different story... though there were a few, how long would they last since they've been near impossible to Source ?!?  I NEEDED some and had been seeking some for far too long already.  So... hadda have 'em!  I scooped up these two and left the rest for ya'll, I'm not so greedy I Hoarded the cache of them, you can Thank me later in case you too were in the Market for Old Hands.  *Smiles*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik9rfujfO-9B8BweUQPeuBQgYLwW9JYrtmxRZyGjmi_gIYydlta0DLiJqAmSk2kjEtFqbs9OBB4lolB5Am7670DtsATC0sR0Sfgd7BYUV6Zr3aV05YeGdBG-wyuyNsTqwDzzweFZO0z4uL/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik9rfujfO-9B8BweUQPeuBQgYLwW9JYrtmxRZyGjmi_gIYydlta0DLiJqAmSk2kjEtFqbs9OBB4lolB5Am7670DtsATC0sR0Sfgd7BYUV6Zr3aV05YeGdBG-wyuyNsTqwDzzweFZO0z4uL/s640/020.JPG" width="532" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And because of my Sweet Friends Blessing me with the Generous Gift Certificate for my Birthday, I could go over Budget and 'Score' some extra Treasures that had begged to be taken Home with me and I was definitely Attracted to. Like the Antique Articulated Doll hiding in this Fabulous Vintage Industrial piece of Furniture I WISH I had room and resources for because it's Killer for Art Storage!!!  Nonetheless, I was Jazzed to Adopt the Doll...</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9QvD_fK7edaMWaQ2kAtyAKYZqIyYJtGyDtBGnCIZs4fEM_YgbjPytLlF_RLrUaYPPPFaB1zTRUjV6fH-cWUvdgCtI4Ts5lu47izTVdTaHa74UYwIU_o3yjMVGWBD8eZXwCkLDeAWB6r3F/s1600/033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="518" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9QvD_fK7edaMWaQ2kAtyAKYZqIyYJtGyDtBGnCIZs4fEM_YgbjPytLlF_RLrUaYPPPFaB1zTRUjV6fH-cWUvdgCtI4Ts5lu47izTVdTaHa74UYwIU_o3yjMVGWBD8eZXwCkLDeAWB6r3F/s640/033.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And laden with Creepy Dolls and Body Parts I headed straight for Skullies... mounds of them for Cloche Creations... and there were two in particular that I Hoped to Score.  Whew... they were both still there... Booyah!!!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioPq4DjJrMIMNu0jhRISVJg-ZSN16XbXJzLSzuCaHG4Ee4ACzL4f9bycoiNpFyZrd4SUHl3xOuELtvsIxibNXVpRKub9Tf9mejG0Otbz2mroLeux79XygHlURs380ubxNGtAmzIBjk-hyA/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="602" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioPq4DjJrMIMNu0jhRISVJg-ZSN16XbXJzLSzuCaHG4Ee4ACzL4f9bycoiNpFyZrd4SUHl3xOuELtvsIxibNXVpRKub9Tf9mejG0Otbz2mroLeux79XygHlURs380ubxNGtAmzIBjk-hyA/s640/034.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So the little one at the bottom left... and the one with the large Canines in front of the mound... MINE!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho6mdb0-W4EIssPmh3Ah-zSlX_ZipZnmkjvxy-LIxWvgiiHm5jwGNlmUZ-Xq3Sb-mXgHFith6ICX65lMugon9sr1XZ-nacoTbZaLQpuYf-8Y6-ce5W8wnsRY5maO9wf6VVzNnJu9sw9-r3/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho6mdb0-W4EIssPmh3Ah-zSlX_ZipZnmkjvxy-LIxWvgiiHm5jwGNlmUZ-Xq3Sb-mXgHFith6ICX65lMugon9sr1XZ-nacoTbZaLQpuYf-8Y6-ce5W8wnsRY5maO9wf6VVzNnJu9sw9-r3/s640/019.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Now I've got Cool Articulated Antique Baby sans Vice Grip on leg flung over my arm... Skully Duo in a Shopping Basket on my other arm...</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEBrKvcIG1UIg_aETnh5BcynNYyM398vFQjzejkP3SSgPgOWiQr2gQE8QcDg92iPcHgr6boM-Xy0u6Fkxs2qIAXnrLekFScrYnZPjG-yT0M89tAyiusm7SO1D6ulpPcuqkfGH-ANhKg-3s/s1600/132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEBrKvcIG1UIg_aETnh5BcynNYyM398vFQjzejkP3SSgPgOWiQr2gQE8QcDg92iPcHgr6boM-Xy0u6Fkxs2qIAXnrLekFScrYnZPjG-yT0M89tAyiusm7SO1D6ulpPcuqkfGH-ANhKg-3s/s640/132.JPG" width="500" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And it was now Time to decide which Creepy Doll Head it would be... and I decided upon the one that caught my Eye first the Night before on account of her Wide Eyed Terror gaze.   Shouldda known she would be The One since I led with her Image on last Night's Post, right, that was definitely a Clue to the Attraction Factor!  *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZxf_DZBdP9KBnxCoqFx2J_csjwOzHkwHZUe2292T-ru_mgCXxNib74EKUeHLVRx36mLNyDedG33X-GZwCmTa2MWHnLexV47EQINL_PPR0spZJRN6Go7hXzqDjvL-nhWDlf_jpqSghIdrL/s1600/087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZxf_DZBdP9KBnxCoqFx2J_csjwOzHkwHZUe2292T-ru_mgCXxNib74EKUeHLVRx36mLNyDedG33X-GZwCmTa2MWHnLexV47EQINL_PPR0spZJRN6Go7hXzqDjvL-nhWDlf_jpqSghIdrL/s640/087.JPG" width="550" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And a couple of Vintage Images Altered with Zorro Type Masquerade Masks and edges frayed made their way into the Basket too...</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf0VeZaG0Xanzz2FZT-XenERcsv46F9_QAp2s8qSirAgN9erFjip-4wziS7uj6gR6WJzGYnAgVOVQAdigISl8abQmvifbszUi3nA0DYud8bYviQgpP7i78rEEYSI6rJxHB6tmSTmNhJVt-/s1600/086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf0VeZaG0Xanzz2FZT-XenERcsv46F9_QAp2s8qSirAgN9erFjip-4wziS7uj6gR6WJzGYnAgVOVQAdigISl8abQmvifbszUi3nA0DYud8bYviQgpP7i78rEEYSI6rJxHB6tmSTmNhJVt-/s640/086.JPG" width="582" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>Because I Love Old Ephemera, but I never have the guts to Alter it myself, I Feel somewhat Guilty about defacing or cutting up Old Images... but if you do, I'd probably be the one to buy it, Guilt-Free since that's the Condition I found it in... and Love the Alterations YOU'VE made.  I know, Crazy, but it's apparently one of my Artistic Hang-Ups and Barriers.  Maybe one day I'll get over it, I dunno?*LOL*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7FF5zI47s2jTkyFvi9DLuO65AI7JP2kfxE9zifpJm9h1TpJqkIlEzBNutxZStHQSVzhHLiKouP1ZRFhYN5Oj-N19sojjeHEsNqzEGv7zAKcfryzU_9Cg5mEJJxfNhxrD2XtCZ9BvUpaPz/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="606" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7FF5zI47s2jTkyFvi9DLuO65AI7JP2kfxE9zifpJm9h1TpJqkIlEzBNutxZStHQSVzhHLiKouP1ZRFhYN5Oj-N19sojjeHEsNqzEGv7zAKcfryzU_9Cg5mEJJxfNhxrD2XtCZ9BvUpaPz/s640/011.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And now that all Primary Objectives had been met, I could relax and have the Zen Shopping Experience of seeing what other layers of Found Treasures I might have missed spying and couldn't live without?!  Didn't take long... when my Eyes met this Eye... Doll Eye Floral Hair Ornamentation Creation resplendant with Peacock Feathers... oh, yeah, this is mos def ME to a tee!  In the basket it went, I might turn it into a Brooch since these Native American Straight Locks don't hold a barrette or hair ornamentation in place worth a darn.  *Smiles*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX_jjI44qSc6_OVHRo-KGHKesXn2SEj2EW37n_R3sFt0LhnQ13RMLjw-M0NWqkjH06E4DzrL4LDlQpotGMtRtrUwC82pmgfU0CIjqH4qGS_CrufE3ojfazzM8Zzhi5Hqc85ZMvSoEPk1EG/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX_jjI44qSc6_OVHRo-KGHKesXn2SEj2EW37n_R3sFt0LhnQ13RMLjw-M0NWqkjH06E4DzrL4LDlQpotGMtRtrUwC82pmgfU0CIjqH4qGS_CrufE3ojfazzM8Zzhi5Hqc85ZMvSoEPk1EG/s640/021.JPG" width="580" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>And I actually had to go back thru the Checkout Line again since on the way out to the Jeep I spied this Articulated Art Wood Mannequin Hand on a Stand waving at me to Stop and take it Home too!  Yeah, I know, you're probably Thinking, Dawn, you were on your way OUT, perhaps it was actually just waving Good-Bye?   No, I'm in complete Denial about that, I'm CERTAIN it was just trying to get my Attention to come Home with me, it WANTED to, I'm Convinced and I Obliged.   And besides, who can resist Mannequin Hands on a Stick?  Not I!!!   The G-Kid Force will have a Field Day Posing and Decorating this with my Bohemian Bling... and it will Display any Bling I'm Flipping quite well too, so it will certainly Earn it's Keep in this Household!  *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkH6mkvwwnf9zzNavmSGg42jilwOGlSYrPB0TXm7n3rFivAhSfrkmTS1SW7ESlpnLCGIGZRHwgvLP43II8l1QddHUGLP5J2SM9oNCe0s5k8Bgh_-hl-3VIDurUU976HfOV2UVgxX3kJvgJ/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkH6mkvwwnf9zzNavmSGg42jilwOGlSYrPB0TXm7n3rFivAhSfrkmTS1SW7ESlpnLCGIGZRHwgvLP43II8l1QddHUGLP5J2SM9oNCe0s5k8Bgh_-hl-3VIDurUU976HfOV2UVgxX3kJvgJ/s640/024.JPG" width="590" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>And since I don't discourage Friend Pamela from procuring even more Ephemera and things that Sparkle... well, she's not gonna bust my chops about, "Do you <u>really need</u> another Old Hand Dawn?"  Because Clearly of coarse I don't... but that's never stopped any one of us before now has it?  *Smiles*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc7Z6ohNhw-hkNB_tGkbP4cEkClOReDA7j87itQnZz_urhp8pb5nNZ7r88wPG2Y-26O0zkJ1NbK0lri3COgw8h3L8aBDd6m1oN3NgW5V9HGqoURhl9t_HzOBkVqbo2MVQxbSyt3KV-HPcU/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc7Z6ohNhw-hkNB_tGkbP4cEkClOReDA7j87itQnZz_urhp8pb5nNZ7r88wPG2Y-26O0zkJ1NbK0lri3COgw8h3L8aBDd6m1oN3NgW5V9HGqoURhl9t_HzOBkVqbo2MVQxbSyt3KV-HPcU/s640/020.JPG" width="528" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>And it's not as if I didn't Resist a LOT of Treasures that normally I'd assume I HAVE to have... such as Fabulous Old Trophies and Vintage Suitcases galore... like this duo.   See... so I did pass up a LOT in my Quest, and it wasn't easy lemme tell ya!  Okay, so I Confess, I DID pick up said Trophy and fondle it way too much, then put it back... and pick it up again... Lusting after it Terribly... and finally tear myself away before I Caved... 'cause it was AWESOME, no?!  *LOL*</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMH-ins2AdugLM46rtLMstQeEHAQUe7RwgOT6dQ1AuSfi_x3tgblyHYdgQzzreNQwjJW-w3_UFTe7U10lUX2tmDXQ7jfYCui0keLpz4jCb9q6h8DmIbRCVJoxJ3jhQwamrCscejhZFg0Kq/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="570" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMH-ins2AdugLM46rtLMstQeEHAQUe7RwgOT6dQ1AuSfi_x3tgblyHYdgQzzreNQwjJW-w3_UFTe7U10lUX2tmDXQ7jfYCui0keLpz4jCb9q6h8DmIbRCVJoxJ3jhQwamrCscejhZFg0Kq/s640/023.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Usually the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse couldn't hold me back from getting carried away... by the way... aren't the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse an Awesome and Unique Halloween Prop?  I saw some Lady hauling all of them away in one fell swoop!  And them suckas were HEAVY!!!  Junquing Adrenalin will do that to ya, give a Gal Super Human Hero Strength!  Leaping over tables in a single bound to get to something first... and then managing to schlep it regardless of it's size and weight comparable to yours!  *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5BS2aJKqDn0BGGSj_rTuZb_JdXwl1d81AwtGMr04YWhcuflotM2Y9pIj3A_HQTAHvhb_6msWjfrgJOQqI5BLuPiQyvdkiqMIBxSK5a2JjkPfkT4AvT11Mk6j7nnYdjOFozdrvNhO_BSMb/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5BS2aJKqDn0BGGSj_rTuZb_JdXwl1d81AwtGMr04YWhcuflotM2Y9pIj3A_HQTAHvhb_6msWjfrgJOQqI5BLuPiQyvdkiqMIBxSK5a2JjkPfkT4AvT11Mk6j7nnYdjOFozdrvNhO_BSMb/s640/018.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And there were plenty of Classy Treasures to be had for Fall... like this Vintage Dress and Antique Organ.  So a little somethin-somethin for every Taste and Holiday Decorating Project you might have going on as Autumn rolls in...</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8jJeDgrzumOTBi9Q0DO4DlXUV_LsG7PhEeFQIEJT2N4BBqiDTDB9wa6Ly_p78quTwpL1NVX8OgWH78CzVyCc68SlHXVMcc-LBoLRPgphlC0dM8LULO31J7NuXtYQEEa6ty92cCcX8JCVk/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8jJeDgrzumOTBi9Q0DO4DlXUV_LsG7PhEeFQIEJT2N4BBqiDTDB9wa6Ly_p78quTwpL1NVX8OgWH78CzVyCc68SlHXVMcc-LBoLRPgphlC0dM8LULO31J7NuXtYQEEa6ty92cCcX8JCVk/s640/015.JPG" width="536" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>So be sure to come back tomorrow for Post Part II... the Event will be going on through this Sunday... so you still have three more days to get there.  I met a Lady in line today that had come all the way from Michigan for her first Experience after seeing a Magazine's Coverage of the Event... I'm certain she'll now want to head out to the Arizona Desert on regular Pilgrimages... you will too my Friends, if you already haven't?!?</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh59VsBPkAFE9NG5I_TFSw7Mrk57BdD9E26dw0SBEPz87g3cp4Z6mBKE5fOx27cKcBiCLoJkiZyik1wIXSRdRWr5p7p2yxF9jRlvu2RRkZOl8mPKAtjMP6Qpc6FPZFTV7c_dvotUecir7zT/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="462" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh59VsBPkAFE9NG5I_TFSw7Mrk57BdD9E26dw0SBEPz87g3cp4Z6mBKE5fOx27cKcBiCLoJkiZyik1wIXSRdRWr5p7p2yxF9jRlvu2RRkZOl8mPKAtjMP6Qpc6FPZFTV7c_dvotUecir7zT/s640/028.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>Blessings from the Arizona Desert... Dawn... The Bohemian</em></div><div align="center"></div></div>

Sweet Salvage ~ Hallowed Haven ~ Part I

    So Okay, I was slightly obsessed about getting there way earlier than usual to ensure that I could get in fast by being one of the first...

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