Wednesday, June 1, 2016

Bootlegged Copy of OFFICIAL HandmadeMN First Thursday of every Month Blog Post, Or, Whatever Happened To My Copy of Homer Price?



Walking west on Lake Street towards Cedar Avenue...what once upon a time was Longfellow Gospel chapel tucked into a seam between two alleys to my left, and the cemetery across the street.  Phillip Marlowe woke up with a start, daydream scattered like an upturned cart run over by a Lamborghini in a Felini film about nothing in particular.  And that's when he noticed the dragon staring past him, into the large screen TV set propped in the corner.


Free Form Peyote Stitch Beaded Bracelet - Dragon - Bead Weaving


…the diabolical red shoes skipping like a stone across Lake Harriet from his youth.  Whose youth? Mouthed a surprised lizard while ordering a Two Hearted Ale on tap at Matt’s.  And don’t get me started on onion sandwiches, eh?

There Are No Words Ballet Painting with hand-lettering - Original Acrylic 9" x 12"


Meanwhile, as I skirted my way east on 35th Street towards 23rd Avenue, practically bumping into a Jerry Garcia doppelganger humming To Be Sung of a Summer Night on the Water by Fred Delius, where a strange flower growing from a crack in the concrete sidewalk caught my abstract eye.


Blue and Green - Musical Outburst Necklace - Fused Glass Pendant

Billy Shakespeare (sporting a sweat stained baseball cap and Etsy’s Featured Seller Xenotees T-shirt) was munching a left over slice of Fat Lorenzo’s pizza in one hand and rakishly manipulating a dandelion puller in the other hand, when he suddenly blurted out, “All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players:  they have their exits and their entrances.”  Nurse Nancy, from across the alley, shouted over, “By the way, Wm…those dandelions are a great feast for the honeybees…why don’t you leave ‘em alone?”

Handmade silver earrings, hand forged dome, blue Czech glass globe


Edgar was reading his dog-eared copy of Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus in three volumes, when he saw the neighbor’s faces peering in the kitchen window again.  What was so fascinating about being albino? he wondered out loud.  And what does this have to do with Silchas Ruin?  Oh…hold on…did you say Edgar Allan Poe? My mistake…Edgar Winter absentmindedly whispered, “Thus quoth the raven…” and finished hanging up his Xenotees Animal Plural - Murder of Crows T-shirt on the clothesline.  And that was…

Edgar Allan Poe Decorative Pillow - On Gray Fabric

Strung together by Brian Western



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2 comments:

Sharon Parker said...

What an excellent meander full of intriguing literary references and innuendos! And such lively music to keep things hoppin' along. Niiiiice!

Sharon Parker said...

Oh! And thanks for the owly inclusion. How did I miss that? Hoot!