Monday, December 29, 2008

Stormy night poem


Dearest,
though dreary rains drown you
and morning mists gown you.
Once golden leaves crowned you
you shine fine as when I first found you

Darkest,
sonore and deep browned one
it is the mid of my night.
Troubles run before me
and promises behind.



Dear,
your winds howl gray and jet
your stormy footfall beside my bed.
A lonely ecco rolls 'long the kim
you are without as I am within.

Monday, September 08, 2008

White Fox hat



This is one of the first hats I made. (Although technically it's more like a hood.) I made it for the bookcover of "Love of the Seven Dolls" by Paul Gallico, to be worn together with a fox mask. My favorite character in the book being Rey, the fox.
Unfortunately the hat shrank dramatically in the washing and is now a doll's hat, which is actually kind of fitting.

Monday, August 25, 2008

Lost Autumn Queen


On my lands I have let famine fall,

I have let winter reign.
I have let iv
y lie,
likewise web and rust remain.


Now I have returned,
footloose, new bridges burned.
I am come home, to her,
that once I had unlearned.

The lost Autumn queen came home again,
she flew with geese by starlight.
Acorn and chestnut called her name,

as did rain and flame and twilight.



Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Latest project:



This birdtailed jacket is my newest project. The yellow jacket part is done, as you can see in the previous post, now all that remains is the tail... I'll post it as soon as it's done, which should be in a few weeks.




And this is today, in front of the apple fields...

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

This year's breaddough EggMen:



We bake them each easter for brunch. And eat them with strawberries and the chocolate eggs we find in the garden.
(The top-left one and bottom right one were made by my brother Niels.)

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Protection Charm Kerchief


This handkerchief was made for Kees Rutten, who is prone to making dangerous sea voyages.
The runes in the corners phonetically spell his name and the rune symbol under his ship is one for safe journeys.

Varen, varen over de baren,
als scheepje op woelige zee.
Stormwind fluister, water ruist er
onder Avontuur's zeilen mee.

Saturday, January 12, 2008

"And rainy is my hair"...





Dreary's daughter


My veins are clear as water
my eyes are clear as air
I am Dreary's daughter
and rainy is my hair




Silver patter, water falling
is the clatter of my steps
I am silver falling
to whisper from the depths

My cheeks are cold and windy
the windswept sky's my rime
If I'm your song, then sing me
my heart is keeping time

If you hear me, then come near me
I long to be unlone
an ember glows within me
and frost within my bone