Monday, April 23, 2007


Take a gander (I never understood that expression.) at these gorgeous rugs over at Weego Home. Stunning. Although that particular one does trigger my vertigo a little bit. The one below does Not induce vertigo. Pretty pretty for your eyes and feet!

I'll never in a million be able to buy them, but I sure love to look.

Thursday, February 08, 2007

today's link

Please go visit my friend Ked's blog. Scroll down to the post entitled Results 2-4-07 to read about this beautiful painting . Is covetessness a word?

Friday, January 05, 2007

Warning:This post contains girlish squeals & shrieks. Men, avert your eyes.

I'm whimpering right now, lusting after these beautiful boots. I totally have to get a job and make some fucking money so I can buy these. And others like them.

Hey, they are only $240.95 at

And what about these?

I think I like them even more. And they are on sale for $180. Adorable!

And here are some beautiful shoes for those days when you'd rather be ankle-deep in grass.
A steal at $135.95, and available in 3 color combinations. Hurry! Act now!

Friday, December 15, 2006

Pastoral by Frederick Cayley Robinson

When I saw the Shepardess print, it immediately brought to mind this *Pre-Raphaelite painting by Frederick Cayley Robinson called Pastoral, which, unfortunately, I don't own.

*Correction: He is classified as Neo-classical, not Pre-Raphaelite.

close-up of Mary

close-up of Mary, originally uploaded by barlyru.

Here is the other one.

Mary by Maria Hansen, originally uploaded by barlyru.

I just love Art Nouveau, pseudo or not. Again with the effing reflections.

close-up of The Sirens

close-up of The Sirens, originally uploaded by barlyru.

Damn reflections. Damn lo-res camera phones.

Sugarbear is in love with this. Junebug is also quite fond.

One of the lovely prints I bought at the Blue Genie Art Bazaar. At present, I am unable to upload photos from my computer, so I'll have to do this by way of separate posts from flickr. Bear with me.

I'm showing you the far-downs (as opposed to close-ups) so you can see the frames. What a bargain these were, matted with lovely frames and everything. Plus, I love them and (get this)
Mr. Man even likes them.
It is quite rare for us to agree on art. I just don't get most of the Abstract-Expressionists. He is all Motherwell and Rothko and I'm all Kahlo and the Pre-Raphaelites.

Thursday, December 14, 2006

wrap it up. I'll take it.

You know you've got some shopping to do. Well when I get the itch, and this time of year I get pretty itchy, I haul my sweet ass down Springdale Road to the Blue Genie Art Bazaar. Never have you seen such lovelies all assembled in one place for your convenience. Not only are all the goods priced to move (this is the East Side, folks. Not facking Westlake), your little tykes can clamber all over the monstrously-proportioned sushi ottomans and no one will scream at you for it. Seriously, giant Ebi & that sushi with the masago roe on top, whatever it is called. They are a scream. If I had a digital camera other than the one on my phone, I would include a photo here. But go, just go.

Thursday, September 28, 2006

As seen on Mighty Goods

These tiny things are completely necessary and I can't believe they've been missing from my life all this time. But the fact that I'm lusting after tiny & cute handcarved clothespin people makes me a little worried that I have passed over into the realm of annoying middle-aged woman who thinks everything tiny & resembling woodland sprites is adorable. So please, if anyone is out there, tell me the truth. Are these things good? As in, "Yes, I would have one proudly displayed in my home." or bad, as in "OMG, I can't believe she's on about these hideous tchotchkes! They will awaken in the night and eat her soul!"

Seriously, I so want one. And want to buy one for all of my friends. But, of course, I would keep the best ones (the ones with the acorn hats) for myself. Go look at the latest ones at The Small Object.

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

We're on hiatus here...

I'll let ya'll know when I get back from summer vacation.