A man ambushed a stone. Caught it. Made it a prisoner. Put it in a dark room and stood guard over it for the rest of his life.
His mother asked why.
He said, because it's held captive, because it is captured.
Look, the stone is asleep, she said, it does not know whether it's in a garden or not. Eternity and the stone are mother and daughter; it is you who are getting old. The stone is only sleeping.
But I caught it, mother, it is mine by conquest, he said.
A stone is nobody's, not even its own. It is you who are conquered; you are minding the prisoner, which is yourself, because you are afraid to go out, she said.
Yes yes, I am afraid, because you have never loved me, he said.
Which is true, because you have always been to me as the stone is to you, she said.
Russell Edson
imaginary followers
Mother of Light, and the Gods! Mother of Music, awake!
Silence and speech are at odds; Heaven and Hell are at stake.
By the Rose and the Cross I conjure;
I constrain by the Snake and the Sword;
I am he that is sworn to endure -Bring us the word of the Lord!
from The Interpreter by Aleister Crowley
FAQs
1. Are you a Southeast Asian dancing girl from the 1800s?
No, sorry to disappoint. My avatar and banner images are from an ancient book I found in the depths of my grandmother's cabinets. More on that here.
2. How do you make everything look so old?
First, you need a good oxidizer to brush on every bit of metal you can reach. I'll tell you all about it here.
Then there's this wax. I first mentioned it here. You'll have to scroll down a lot.
3. How can you be so productive?
I'm insanely obsessed and I have no offspring. I do nothing else- I don't have a day job, I don't clean my house or cook, I spend all day in pjs, often completely abandoning personal hygiene... I only interact with other humans when I walk my dog. And I like people! But I prefer dogs.
And I'm sloppy- but I make that sloppiness work for me.
4. Any tips you'd like to share?
No! Except for these 16 posts about techniques and this one about how to find your aesthetic.
5. Would you be offended if I took some inspiration from your designs?
Well, I'd be happier if you outright copied them.
No really, imitation is how we learn. I have enough ideas to go around. And even if I don't- please. No one's going to do this obsessively enough to threaten my business. (Probably.) I learned by copying others and I've seen others copy me as a step toward developing their own voice. So feel free. (I'd love if you tossed me a link in my comments, so I can feel like a proud momma.)
Lookit dis ting I made with an old broken kuchi bracelet and a buncha chain Linda from Teapotsandtelephones sent. Simple, cute? Not so simple to get all those rhinestone chains the exact same length though. Deceptively un-simple.
I am so ridiculously thrilled with this. Just the fact that I was able to find a use for these Chinese ink painting and calligraphy beads. Cuz really, what was I thinking making these?
And going with the travel-in-the-days-of-yore theme...
Ok, look at the cab right under the main scrimshaw boat brooch thing. See that little lady? I found that tiny thing in Uruguay. It was like a chip of bone with most of the lady rubbed off but doesn't it look like something someone would've taken to remember their sweetheart?
So I imagine this as a collection of trinkets from a journey.
Here's a buncha grey-blues. The tin is epoxied on to the kyanite rectangle. It kept popping off though until I textured the tin to give the resin lots of places to grip.
Also I made the toggle by winding together two enameled head pins then hammering.
All three of these bits are from Uruguay. Still working through that hoard. The middle one is a mechanical pencil with real teeny rubies and diamond. One of each missing. Rose gold plate. Neat.
Aware- (Japanese) the bittersweet feeling of a brief and fading moment of beauty.
More Uruguay treasures. I had to struggle with this pocket knife for ages to get out the tiny rivet on top holding the knife in. There was a hole at what is now the bottom, but the shape didn't work that way, I had to connect it at what is now the top. I drilled hammered, warped the whole piece, put it back together... African beads but you can't see the crackle all over them.
Remember my buddhist reliquary pieces from years ago? Man I wish our sold items were searchable to the public because to find something now would take eons of scrolling. Anywho, here's this.
I wanted to show you what I've been doing with polymer the last week or so. I had several ideas for beads I wanted to try and I realized that mostly they involved techniques applied after the beads were baked. So I was buying some findings from those Chinese mega-everything cheapo shops and I just popped some of these guys into my cart, just to try. I know you're thinking, ugh, but wait and see what I did it's alright.
Just so you know when I start babbling about sanding, I mean after you've baked, painted and dried them. Ideally, you could brush on the paint then wipe off with damp cloth before it dries but I think that only works with crackles cuz I kept wiping everything off.
Here's more details on how I made those last ones if you're interested.
Texturizing.
For some reason the hole on this one stayed very tidy throughout the texturizing. Most of them you end up with a big ol' mess of a hole. So now I sorta gave you a tute but all out of order!
I meant to make another video more briefly describing how I made a bunch of other beads but instead of hitting video, I hit freaking time lapse! So if you want an epileptic seizure, here it is:
Swear to god I'm a freaking idiot. All this technology, I feel like I'm eighty. Dasit, I'm done. You only get one animal gif this post, harumph.
(But look at him go! Squeeeeeee!! I've always wanted a pet raccoon.)
Some new makies for your Easter Sunday/Passover/Spring Equinox celebration. The Waiting Darkness. "Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it." -Terry Pratchett
So hey guess who's got contoured thighs and arms for the first time in her life? Aw yeah, Zumba baby. Night's Teeth.
I'm even taking a class called BollyX that is all done to Bollywood music, with funky Indian moves and everything. History's Rubbish.
So among all the piles that Linda of TeapotsandTelephones sent me what this gorgeous broken necklace with lots of wonky wirework. I unkinked them, removed the plastic rhinestones, wound it to a strong frame, danced a little jig... These earrings, they make me squee. Diadem.
Those rhinestone rings she gave me. And the little star below and the plum glass pearls below that. Phew! Dulcinea.
Enamel stick is from 4Ophelia. Very rarely can you make a truly asymmetrical pair of earrings, it's only ever a happy accident. Curious Wine. I had been hungry all the years- My noon had come, to dine- I, trembling, drew the table near And touched the curious wine. -Emily Dickinson Theosophy. Theosophy- immediate divine illumination or wisdom
Another petite cluster choker with real amber. Thaumaturge- A Worker of Marvels.
A huge honkin' lariat.
Here it is worn almost like a tie:
I was also asked in comments for pictures from the Pulse Project gallery show.
Doesn't this look like a fun show to wander through?
Cool-ass airplane.
You can kinda see my necklaces hanging there.
And etcetera.
Now here 's a gif of me chasing after my artistic vision:
Now I gotta got cuz I'm hungry, after which I'll be:
My name is Marina Rios. I'm from Uruguay. I now focus full time on my obsession with turning pretty things into prettier things. I live with my goofy dog and husband.
My hobbies include:
Laughing at my own jokes and demanding Mr Devices laugh at them too.
Dancing around in my room, pretending I'm looking really cool to imaginary people. Also car dancing.
Spending all day in my pjs.
Thinking of all the things I need to do and not doing them.
Sitting.
Lying down.