Izabella's Blue

friday flickr favorites~

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Keith Lo Bue~ holiday sale~

I know it's that "time of the year" when I receive the holiday letter from Keith!  oh my!!  I am in rust heaven~   I am wanting "the possesion"!!  it's so beautiful~ 

Check out his sale...fast!!  his art goes quickly ;) <http://www.lobue-art.com> 

inspirations~

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Annabelle Lee

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulcher
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me
Yes! that was the reason
(as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we
Of many far wiser than we
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
In the sepulcher there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.

Edgar Allan Poe

new listings on ebay~

finally listed a few new things in my ebay store!!   www.velvet-rooms.com  xo!!

fornasetti neckpiece~

today I was busy creating~  finally finished a custom order that should have been done long ago!  Wish I could get good photo's, these scans don't do it justice~  Hope she like's it ;)  xo!!

giveaway time ;)

Okay enough of my sulky moods these days!  One of my friends came over yesterday & brought me some amazing products, since I have been in such a way...if only I could share what's been going on at my house~

Soooo...to get me in the spirit of giving, since Christmas is only a few weeks away!  I wanted to give away some of the products my friend shared with me...it is wonderful!!!  She works for cosmetic companies building/promoting their business, to bring them to multimillion dollar status... she is an amazing women!!

I want to share some of these kool products & a little art card with some other little goodies...so here are the rules!  no rules ;)  just leave me your name in the comments~I will have my little one draw a name on December 15th ....xo!!

Apivita Natural Products http://www.apivita.com/

 

friday flickr favorites~

love arm'd

Love in Fantastique Triumph sat,
Whilst bleeding Hearts around him flow'd,
For whom Fresh pains he did create,
And strange Tryanic power he show'd;
From thy Bright Eyes he took his fire,
Which round about, in sport he hurl'd;
But 'twas from mine he took desire,
Enough to undo the Amorous World.
From me he took his sighs and tears,
From thee his Pride and Crueltie;
From me his Languishments and Feares,
And every Killing Dart from thee;
Thus thou and I, the God have arm'd,
And sett him up a Deity;
But my poor Heart alone is harm'd,
Whilst thine the Victor is, and free.

Aphra Behn

thanksgiving day~

I am thankful~

longing~

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again.
For then the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Come, as thou cam'st a thousand times,
A messenger from radiant climes,
And smile on thy new world, and be
As kind to others as to me.

Or, as thou never cam'st in sooth,
Come now, and let me dream it truth.
And part my hair, and kiss my brow,
And say My love! why sufferest thou?

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again.
For then the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

1822 ~matthew arnold

What was I thinking... imagining myself top
of the crop? I was once, if not tops, then
surely pie worthy until two soiled me rotten.

They know one bad apple spoils …
A good, strong wind, and I'm bound for ground,
where my sour, embittered taste, perilous
to others, can rest in waste.

I got roared~

thank you Kelly ~ Dark Victorian for nominating me for this award!

I really don't feel as though I deserve this award, as writing & expressing in words is my weakest trait~  but expressing emotions in my art is something I have stumbled upon in these last 3 years...I am obssessed with my newest love of creating~

here's the rules.....

Quote:
//Shameless says : Those people I've given this award to are encouraged to post it on their own blogs; list three things they believe are necessary for good, powerful writing; and then pass the award on to the five blogs they want to honour, who in turn pass it on to five others, etc etc. Let's send a roar through the blogosphere! The image above can be copied and pasted onto other blogs. Also, a small size of the award for sidebars can be found over at the writing circle site. //

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This is who I nominate for the roar award (not in any specific order)....and only 5!? that's impossible!!

~ Peter Crowel ~Ever Forward

~ Annabelle ~Pastoral Dreams

~ Kathleen Marie ~the open window

~ Pilar ~art and musings by Pilar

~ Michelle ~how kool is that

~Lani ~healing expressions

1812

August 1812 My dearest Caroline, If tears, which you saw & know I am not apt to shed, if the agitation in which I parted from you, agitation which you must have perceived through the whole of this most nervous nervous affair, did not commence till the moment of leaving you approached, if all that I have said & done, & am still but too ready to say & do, have not sufficiently proved what my real feelings are & must be ever towards you, my love, I have no other proof to offer. God knows I wish you happy, & when I quit you, or rather when you from a sense of duty to your husband & mother quit me, you shall acknowledge the truth of what I again promise & vow, that no other in word or deed shall ever hold the place in my affection which is & shall be most sacred to you, till I am nothing. I never knew till that moment, the madness of -- my dearest & most beloved friend -- I cannot express myself -- this is no time for words -- but I shall have a pride, a melancholy pleasure, in suffering what you yourself can hardly conceive -- for you don not know me. -- I am now about to go out with a heavy heart, because -- my appearing this Evening will stop any absurd story which the events of today might give rise to -- do you think now that I am cold & stern, & artful -- will even others think so, will your mother even -- that mother to whom we must indeed sacrifice much, more much more on my part, than she shall ever know or can imagine. "Promises not to love you" ah Caroline it is past promising -- but shall attribute all concessions to the proper motive -- & never cease to feel all that you have already witnessed -- & more than can ever be known but to my own heart -- perhaps to yours -- May God protect forgive & bless you -- ever & even more than ever. LORD BYRON P.S. -- These taunts which have driven you to this -- my dearest Caroline -- were it not for your mother & the kindness of all your connections, is there anything on earth or heaven would have made me so happy as to have made you mine long ago? & not less now than then, but more than ever at this time -- you know I would with pleasure give up all here & all beyond the grave for you -- & in refraining from this -- must my motives be misunderstood --? I care not who knows this -- what use is made of it -- it is you & to you only that they owe yourself, I was and am yours, freely & most entirely, to obey, to honour, love --& fly with you when, where, & how you yourself might & may determine.

if only he knew~