Tuesday, April 12, 2011

It's Almost Earth Day with Katkin Studios and Krug's Eco-Logic

Lately I've been astounded by all of the talent in the world that surrounds me!  Mother Earth has truly blessed her children with creativity and love.
I'm part of an all vegetarian and vegan team on Etsy called Etsyveg and the two shops I'm highlighting today are lovingly operated by my Etsyveg teammates.  I chose Kat's gorgeous paintings because many of them are inspired by nature and they reflect my earth mamma sensibilities.  As for Erin's shop, I've been meaning to buy her beer soap for quite some time:)  Her products are eco-friendly and vegan.
Moonlight by Katkin Studios

                                                                                      
                                                                            Birth by Katkin Studios





Sun Waves by Katkin Studios








Men's Skincare Gift Set by Krug's Eco-Logic










Beer and Cedarwood Natural Soap by Krug's Eco-Logic
Please don't forget to comment and give them lots of love!  Thanks for the inspiration, ladies and Happy Earth Day every day.

Monday, April 4, 2011

National Poetry Month

Poetry is my spirituality.  One cannot rush reading a poem, but deliberation and thoughtfulness are necessary.  A poem can express a thought or mood, or weave a story, as well as relay the intangible.  A poem has the potential to speak directly to the soul, because its' essence isn't rooted in logic or convention; it forces us to closely examine the world and/or experience the sublime.
Lately Hafiz has been by my side, but I chose this poem by Borges because a) it's awesome b) I feel that Borges is overlooked as a poet.  I'm a fan of his short stories too, but it's really his poetry that I've fallen in love with.
The Art Of Poetry by Jorge Luis Borges
To gaze at a river made of time and water
And remember Time is another river.
To know we stray like a river
and our faces vanish like water.

To feel that waking is another dream
that dreams of not dreaming and that the death
we fear in our bones is the death
that every night we call a dream.

To see in every day and year a symbol
of all the days of man and his years,
and convert the outrage of the years
into a music, a sound, and a symbol.

To see in death a dream, in the sunset
a golden sadness--such is poetry,
humble and immortal, poetry,
returning, like dawn and the sunset.

Sometimes at evening there's a face
that sees us from the deeps of a mirror.
Art must be that sort of mirror,
disclosing to each of us his face.

They say Ulysses, wearied of wonders,
wept with love on seeing Ithaca,
humble and green. Art is that Ithaca,
a green eternity, not wonders.

Art is endless like a river flowing,
passing, yet remaining, a mirror to the same
inconstant Heraclitus, who is the same
and yet another, like the river flowing.

Friday, April 1, 2011

Been a long time...




Can't believe how quickly time flies.  Joe's Etsy shop Culture Recycling has been open for well over a year.  Unfortunately, Joe and I have so many other projects on the back burner that his super rad shop doesn't get the TLC it deserves.
Tonight I've been finally adding new items to Culture Recycling.  Been way too long.

Robots Will Kill





















Alice When She Was Just Small


















Next up, finally taking pics of the new stamps!