Sunday 15 May 2011

    Carousel dreaming

     

    On a Sunday evening…

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    Monday 14 February 2011

    Love

     

    Upon reflection this post captures the many dimensions of Valentine’s Day…

    D’lovely is pragmatic and we both dislike the commmercialism of this day decicated to love.

    We were in different cities,

    so a phone call relaying the day’s events and Valentine’s wishes dealt with the moment.

    I went out for dinner with two ‘blokes’,

    and D’lovely watched his favourite TV show… tragic or real?!

    Flowers OR chocolate (not as time sensitive)

    await me later this week, when our diaries collide!

    And of course I have got a love momento to share too!

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    Sunday 28 November 2010

    Frozen Charlotte Jewellery Treasures

     

    In a spontaneous shopping browse I discovered a gorgeous Frozen Charlotte necklace that had to come home with me! And I love the story.

    Danni Townsend O’Neil creates these quirky hand crafted pendants from antique ”Frozen Charlotte” dolls that she rescued from a demolition site in Russia. Their hats are made from a combination of antique sterling silver salt & pepper shakers, thimbles, vintage ceramic lids etc.

    Danni lives in Melbourne and you can see more of her work here.  My keepsake has black hair and a sugar shaker hat. She’s gorgeous and always draws a comment.

    Frozen Charlottes are a type of unjointed china doll popular during the late 19th and early 20th centuries.

    The name came from Fair Charlotte, a well-known American folk ballad

    attributed to William Lorenzo Carter.

    This is the story of Frozen Charlotte:

    The ballad tells the tale of a beautiful young woman who set out in a sleigh with her lover, Charles, on a bitterly cold night to attend a ball fifteen miles away. Her mother warned her to wrap herself in a blanket to keep warm, but:

    “No, no, no,” fair Charlotte said

    And she laughed like a gypsy queen

    “To ride in blankets muffled up,

    I never can be seen.”

    Charlotte froze to death. Her parents were very sad.  Charles was very upset, and died of a broken heart.

    ~

    While I was online discovering the story of Frozen Charlottes I found this beautiful assemblage from Altered Bits on Etsy. And yes, I wanted more Charolottes and was delighted when my little package arrived from America.

    Four small Charlottes are nestled cozily in an old tin on a bed of aged fabric, sweetly next to them are an arrangement of vintage mother of pearl buttons from the ’40s.

    These antique Frozen Charlotte Dolls were dug up from abandoned/ruined doll factories in Germany.

    Over one hundred years ago in a doll factory located in Thuringia, Germany, Frozen Charlotte dolls were manufactured. These hard to find treasured bisque dolls, broken and not, become trophies when found and are coveted by mixed media and jewelry artists making them highly collectable.

    A frozen Charlotte doll was found in one of the carpenter’s toolboxes, wrapped in a woollen sock.

    The doll had no clothes on, except for a bonnet and mittens,

    because the children would make the clothes for the doll.

    Buried Alive – Gothic Lolita Necklace

    The coffin hangs from a lush black velvet cord with a chain and lobster clasp closure.

    Sterling Silver Coffin Pendant opens to reveal an Antique Mini Frozen Charlotte Doll inside.

    There is also a small skull and crossbones charm hanging at the end of the extender chain.

    Natalie Merchant – Frozen Charlotte

    Blue like the winter snow in the full moon

    Black like the silhouettes of the trees

    Late blooming flowers lie frozen underneath the stars

    I want you to remember me that way

    Far away… I’ll be gone, will you wait for me here
    How long… I don’t know, will you wait for me here

    Still as the river grows in December

    Silent and perfect blinding ice

    Spring keeps her promisesNo cold can keep her back

    I want you to remember me that way

    Far away… I’ll be gone, will you wait for me here
    How long… I don’t know, but wait for me here

    Follow… don’t follow me
    To where
    To where I go

    Far away… I’ll be gone, will you wait for me here
    How long… I don’t know, will you wait for me here
    Follow… don’t follow me, to where I have gone
    Follow… don’t follow me, to where I have gone

    Someday you’ll take my place
    And I’ll wait
    For you there

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