Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Into the Known Go I. . .


Into the known, go I.
Much feared has been the evil eye,
but I believe it is that within my own soul that will make me cry.
For how can we change that which is embedded,
and how can we erase that which is permanently marked?
All I know is that I shall take this eye and claw with me, the better to protect me where I go.

4 comments:

glassymom said...

Hey Angie, that is really neat looking. Your stringer work is awesome! Is it a vessel too? It would look wonderful wire wrapped and worn as one!! Awesome!
Sue

angelinabeadalina said...

Thanks, Sue :) It isn't a vessel, but it is made at the end of a mandrel. I keep toying with the idea of rolling up a teenytiny piece of paper with a message in it to put into the mandrel holes in these beads I've been doing this week.

rosebud101 said...

Ang, that is fabulous! I love the poem and the bead! Looks like your creative soul is flowing with ideas!

Deb said...

Ang - this is stunning, both the talisman & the poem are wonderful.
I love the combination of colours, such impact!

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