Thursday, June 28, 2007

Star man... work in progress

I have been on "vacation" this week, meaning I am not working my day job. I have not strayed too far from home and never far from beads so have managed to get in some beading as well.

I have been working on the Star Man, now known to me as "Blue Moon". This song has been playing over and over in my head for the last week.

J (the man with which I make a home), has been playing with different versions of the song on his guitar. Blue Moon - the star, will be his once it's finished. Blue Moon Studios was the name of the tattoo studio he owned and ran years ago in Louisiana. The logo for that studio was a 5 point star (or pentagram) with a snake. When I'm done, it will be my interpretation in beads.

I hope to have it done by the end of the month at which time I will start beading my July Beaded Journal Page


Sunni said...

My first word when your blog opened was..OOOOHHHHH....I was so excited to see your progress on this little star man. Blue Moon is a good name for him.He is so great, I can't wait to see how you finish him.
I finally posted another progress on my blog, but still have a ways to go.
Will work on it some more today.

Pearl said...

This is awesome! I can't wait to see him all finished. I love that song "Blue Moon". My favorite version is by Cowboy Junkies. Now, I'll have that song in my head all day :-)

Grace said...

Thanks you two! It's coming along, but not as fast as I would have liked. I'm working on getting the back of it finished now - using bocce stitch with charlottes - it's taking a LONG time :-)

Leaves of Grass

This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body - Walt Whitman