Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Scarab



Many, many years ago I went on a trip to Egypt. It was a grand adventure, I rode a camel, saw the Valley of the Kings and toured the tomb of King Tutankhamen. I bought a beautiful alabaster bowl which sadly broke by the time I got to Greece and a little scarab made of faience that sat in a drawer, neglected.

Last night I made it into a necklace with some odd beads with a bracelet to match.

I haven't really thought much about that trip in years and it's all a jumble of fading memories, sounds and smells, eating watermelon, hot, dry winds, frentic taxi rides, the dusty mummy of a crocodile high on a shelf in a museum. I found this little sketchbook that had a few sketches.



Sometimes it's nice to remember things from a long time ago.

Marilyn.

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"I am a part of all that I have met;
Yet all experience is an arch wherethro'
Gleams that untravell'd world whose margin fades
For ever and forever when I move."


Ulysses ~ Alfred, Lord Tennyson

2 comments:

  1. Love your description. I can relate to the jumble of fading memories, sometimes it is good to forget and sometimes not. Jenni

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  2. Thank you for this post. I always look forward to your new posts, wonderful stories and most of all - your beautiful art.

    Happy thoughts,
    Petrina

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