Vintage Inspired Bottle Brush Trees...

Lots of new fantastic colors of hand dyed, vintage inspired bottle brush trees. Available in many sets of Ebay and in my Etsy Shoppe!

Spun Sugar Pink, Soft Ivory, Tiffany Blue, Sea Glass plus many more.

In Loving Memory...

A wonderful lady and prim artist has passed on.

Our gals at YOTP would like to express our deepest sympathy to the family of Linda Foster, one of our primitive members. You will be truly missed my friend.
Linda Foster, moderator of the Old Farmhouse Gathering died suddenly yesterday afternoon, Thanksgiving Day. For those of you who did not know Linda, She was a sweetheart and a wonderful primitive artist. All of us are grieving the loss of such a kind hearted soul.
If you would like to send your love to the family cards of sympathy can be sent to:

Foster Family
5451 Hwy 232
Lucas, Kansas 67648

Please take a moment to pray for and send a note of encouragement to this family who are certainly grieving and in a state of shock over this loss.

The Salem Witch Trials...

A new offering from me now up on ebay was one of the most fun projects I have embarked upon. New England's history as well as that of the Salem Witch trial as you can guess is one of my favorite subjects. Another reason why I want to be on the east coast every fall.
So I created one of my extreme grungy books with a memorial theme. It has all the victims of the Salem Witch trials names, as well as the method and date they were put to death. It was such a sad time then during the hysteria of Salem Towne and I hoped to capture that in a keepsake.


So here is a photo to share with you of the book and a link to the auction if you want to see more.

Salem Witch Trial Book on Ebay

Thank You!

I often wonder what pushes me to continue my work, well thats hard to say. I guess it would be my passion for creating, I simply have to be creating something or starting some new venture.

I often wonder what keeps my wanting to share it with the blogging world. That one is easy, all of you. I can't remember when I have gotten so much recognition. I think I recieved 5 awards this past month and each and everyone of them is much appreicated. It is all you, my caring loving friends, my artists buddies, my devoted followers. It makes you smile more to know that there are those of you out there who will take the time to acknowledge what someone means to them.

With my heart wide open ~ I thank everyone of you for giving me purpose in my life.

Then there is Cindy lol, what a gal to know. She shares this awful addicting passion with me for vintage halloween art. Cindy is not just another lady in my art group, another fan of Halloween and the nostaligia that surrounds it. She is a special, kind, sweet, amazing person to know. I am blessed to have met her. She has given me the Watermelon award! (always thinking of others)

Stop by and visit this wonderful lady on her blog I Dream of Halloween

Here are the 6 things I love:

1. My 4 children, without them I would cease to exist, at least on this plane.
2. My Dad who has supported every decision (no matter how stupid) I have ever made in my life.
3. All the members of HA31 because I have learned, grown and blossomed there in personal as well as artistic measures.
4. My home becuase it is a respite and safe haven for me.
5. The Black Hat Society because since the very beginning has always been a home away from home for me.
6. Halloween, enough said

Now I pass along the watermelon award and would like to see 6 things that these wonderful friends love and pass it along to share with others what they love as well.

Jennifer from Confessions of a Kitchen Witch (and other wonderful blogs)
Cat from Merely A Dream
Lynda from Butterfly Dreams
Carmen from Spooky HOllow

Baba Yaga

The Witches of the world theme has a winner, and no its not me lol, which is just as well the person I voted for did win, and she is much deserving of it. If your not familiar with Arlene, check out her work on Ebay: dreamedbyarlene

Arlene has not only inspired me, she brought back a wonderful memory from my childhood. When I was little they used to have these book mobiles go around and my mother would take me to pick out books. I found an old Russian Fairy tale of a witch named Baba Yaga. (and you wondered why I am so demented and full of Halloween spirit all year long lol) The story was so captivating to me that every time we visited the book mobile that is all I would check out. My mother would read it to me every night and finally she decided to buy the book lol. I want to share some of the story here, as well as the pics of Arlene's work, she chose Baba Yaga as her witch, and all I can say is WoW! It is a wonderful OOAK original sculpt.




Baba Yaga
O nce upon a time an old man, a widower, lived alone in a hut with his daughter Natasha. Very merry the two of them were together, and they used to smile at each other over a table piled with bread and jam, and play peek-a-boo, first this side of the samovar, and then that. Everything went well, until the old man took it into his head to marry again.

So the little girl gained a stepmother. After that everything changed. No more bread and jam on the table, no more playing peek-a-boo around the samovar as the girl sat with her father at tea. It was even worse than that, because she was never allowed to sit at tea at all anymore. The stepmother said that little girls shouldn't have tea, much less eat bread with jam. She would throw the girl a crust of bread and tell her to get out of the hut and go find someplace to eat it. Then the stepmother would sit with her husband and tell him that everything that went wrong was the girl's fault. And the old man believed his new wife.

So poor Natasha would go by herself into the shed in the yard, wet the dry crust with her tears, and eat it all by herself.

Then she would hear the stepmother yelling at her to come in and wash up the tea things, and tidy the house, and brush the floor, and clean everybody's muddy boots.

One day the stepmother decided she could not bear the sight of Natasha one minute longer. But how could she get rid of her for good? Then she remembered her sister, the terrible witch Baba Yaga, the bony-legged one, who lived in the forest. And a wicked plan began to form in her head.

The very next morning, the old man went off to pay a visit to some friends of his in the next village. As soon as the old man was out of sight the wicked stepmother called for Natasha.

"You are to go today to my sister, your dear little aunt, who lives in the forest," said she, "and ask her for a needle and thread to mend a shirt."

"But here is a needle and thread," said Natasha, trembling, for she knew that her aunt was Baba Yaga, the witch, and that any child who came near her was never seen again.

"Hold your tongue," snapped the stepmother, and she gnashed her teeth, which made a noise like clattering tongs. "Didn't I tell you that you are to go to your dear little aunt in the forest to ask for a needle and thread to mend a shirt?"

"Well, then," said Natasha, trembling, "how shall I find her?" She had heard that Baba Yaga chased her victims through the air in a giant mortar and pestle, and that she had iron teeth with which she ate children.

The stepmother took hold of the little girl's nose and pinched it.

"That is your nose," she said. "Can you feel it?"

"Yes," whispered the poor girl.

"You must go along the road into the forest till you come to a fallen tree," said the stepmother, "then you must turn to your left, and follow your nose and you will find your auntie. Now off with you, lazy one!" She shoved a kerchief in the girl's hand, into which she had packed a few morsels of stale bread and cheese and some scraps of meat.

Natasha looked back. There stood the stepmother at the door with her arms crossed, glaring at her. So she could do nothing but to go straight on.

She walked along the road through the forest till she came to the fallen tree. Then she turned to the left. Her nose was still hurting where the stepmother had pinched it, so she knew she had to go on straight ahead.

Finally she came to the hut of Baba Yaga, the bony-legged one, the witch. Around the hut was a high fence. When she pushed the gates open they squeaked miserably, as if it hurt them to move. Natasha noticed a rusty oil can on the ground.

"How lucky," she said, noticing that there was some oil left in the can. And she poured the remaining drops of oil into the hinges of the gates.

Inside the gates was Baba Yaga's hut. It wasn't like any other hut she had ever seen, for it stood on giant hen's legs and walked about the yard. As Natasha approached, the house turned around to face her and it seemed that its front windows were eyes and its front door a mouth.

(must edit for length) You will have to check out the book to read the rest of this story...


Arelen's Sculpt is now available on Ebay!

Spring Is In The Air...

OK, so spring has her own ideas about when she should finally arrive. I am catching spring fever anyway in hopes to help push her along some. Saturday was beautiful out in the 50's and it was nice for the kids to play outside all afternoon. I think we all have cabin fever. They are calling for snow this weekend huh?!? I hope not.
This weekend is Valentines day already! I have sold out on almost all of my valentine stockings and have been working on a few custom orders.

I am looking forward to a artist challenge soon, I will let everyone know when that is under way. I can't wait to see what all the artists will come up with. It has not been decided on yet what the theme will be but you guys will be the first to know.

Whats new???
Spring and Easter that will be next so to start them off I have been crafting away and who would have thought carrots would be in such demand lol. I can't keep these things from flying out the door but they are so fun to make. My dad actually thought they were real carrots lol. So here are a few pics of my spring carrots, Hope you all like them. I am off to stuff a witch into the oven but will be back later to post my new easter eggs!

Have a beautifully creative day!
hugs,
Heather

Snowbells and Sleigh Rides...whoo hooo

Well all hallow's eve is over and what a sad thing it is.
However Yule is right around the corner and I am gearing up busily in my studio making new Christmas needfuls.
I love Yule it is such a great time of year to spend with family and friends.
I thought I would share with you some new primitives items I snagged up before the season has officially gone underway.

Check this out:
Primitive Snowman Snowangel and he is MINE!

The maker of this wonderful doll is Sue from Rabbit Hollow Prims, she is an awesome artist and her attention to detail and quality goes into each piece she makes. Stop by and visit her site if you are looking for some really unique finds this season!

Rabbit Hollow Prims