Seek Giacometti’s “The Palace at 4 a.m.” Go back two hours. See towers and curtain walls of matchsticks, marble, marbles, light, cloud at stasis. Walk in. The beggar queen is dreaming on her throne of words…You have arrived at the web home of Marly Youmans, maker of novels, poetry collections, and stories, as well as the occasional fantasy for younger readers.
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Saturday, May 11, 2013
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Alas, I must once again remind large numbers of Chinese salesmen and other worldwide peddlers that if they fall into the Gulf of Spam, they will be eaten by roaming Balrogs. The rest of you, lovers of grace, poetry, and horses (nod to Yeats--you do not have to be fond of horses), feel free to leave fascinating missives and curious arguments.
This work is incredible and lovely, Marly.
ReplyDeleteSuch things are still being created. The world is in so much better shape for that fact!
Thank you for posting this!
My mother has always been a grand needlewoman and gardener, and I do think she has made the Earth more an Eden, and the world more beautiful.
ReplyDeleteOh, such beautiful work. I love the red one most.The style of weaving in the 4th and 5th photos remind me of somewhat of one old worn out tablecloth amongst my mother's things. Another Finn once told me that it was a very unique traditional Finnish pattern so I now have it tucked away safely.
ReplyDeleteAs Paul said, it is wonderful to see such things still being made. Lucky you, too!
I wonder . . . red and white was very popular in stitchery and quilting in the nineteenth century. Perhaps it Finland! I really don't know.
ReplyDeleteI do have a beautiful red and white piece, a wide runner. Right now it's just hanging over a rocker--cats and runners don't go together all that well.
How lovely these things are!
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