Showing posts with label sacred heart of artichoke. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sacred heart of artichoke. Show all posts

02/10/2020

Sacred Heart of Artichoke - isbn 978-1-894897-23-5

Sacred Heart of Artichoke is a precious metal vegetable. The artichoke is a solid gold pin which can be worn as a lapel pin, brooch or tie pin. It is cast in 14 karat green gold. Colored gold is created by alloying gold with other metals, rose gold is made by alloying gold with copper, white gold happens when gold is alloyed with nickel, green gold occurs when gold is alloyed with silver. The Sacred Heart of Artichoke pin was inspired by my excellent friend, Barbara-Jo.  Barbara-Jo asked If I could make an artichoke, and this is what I came up with. I hope you like the artichoke as much as Barbara-Jo. Like much of my art, this work has a literary component; delivered upon a prayer card featuring the beneficent image of Jesus Christ , the prayer for The Sacred Heart of Artichoke , and published complete with it's own international standard book number. Delicious, free-range, organic jewelry, made by my hand, for all whom we love. Prayer: Sacred Heart of Artichoke Sacred Heart of Artichoke Guide me in contemplation of the beauty found in your divine proportions and Teach me to savor the ecstasy surrounding your immaculate consumption amen Photo Credit. Peter Lattimer This lovely pin makes a suitable gift for apostate and practicing Catholics, Protestants, Brights, Atheists, Buddhists, Confucists, Jews, Muslims, Hindus, Jains, Zoroastrians, Vegetarians, Young lovers, Newlyweds, Old folks, and people of good will everywhere. If you would like to own a ‘Sacred Heart of Artichoke’ or buy one for a friend, simply contact me by email: robertchaplin(at)lightspeed.ca

25/09/2007

“ What's In a Name ? ”
























Flowers have no expectations and are indifferent to admiration; their future is for certain, and in the moment of blossom, we celebrate the beauty, inhale the nectar, breathing in and out in harmony with these short and uncomplicated lives...
Can flowers last forever ? would Diamonds made From Roses smell as sweet ?
Sweeter in fact. I carved this rose, on which my friend, John Nels Hatleberg, is displaying these fantastic coloured diamonds. These diamonds are real, and made by a miraculous process, guaranteed to be the most romantic, ethical, and beautiful of stones. If a diamond is forever; these rocks speak to the endurance of the human spirit, and its capacity for invention, goodness, and true love, throughout the universe, and in perpetuity.

29/06/2007

Three Stories About the Gold Buckskin Whincher isbn 978-1-894897-65-5











Cabin Fever will drive a man mad; not much to do at that point except to roll with it, read and/or write some crazy beautiful books, and wait till spring. Re: Buckskin Whinchers, they are for luck. A figment of Carl Sandburg's * imagination, and written in the good book, ‘Rootabaga Stories’ there are ‘Three Stories About the Power of the Gold Buckskin Whincher’. In the Rootabaga Country it is well known that different whinchers have different powers. I'm the sole distributor of trademark Buckskin Whinchers they are made in durable silicon bronze with sterling whinching posts. and are produced under exclusive contract with the worlds largest manufacturer. Accept no substitutes! For good luck and great gold buckskin whinching get a trademark Buckskin Whincher. Made to go round, at the nice round price $360. add $20. for shipping.






Carl Sandburg was a Pulitzer prize winning poet, he wrote the book on Abraham Lincoln. Carl Sandburg was likely Chicago’s greatest native son, he understood that town’s mythology and dedicated it to word, in the following...

CHICAGO

HOG Butcher for the World,
Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat,
Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler;
Stormy, husky, brawling,
City of the Big Shoulders:
They tell me you are wicked and I believe them, for I
have seen your painted women under the gas lamps
luring the farm boys.
And they tell me you are crooked and I answer: Yes, it
is true I have seen the gunman kill and go free to
kill again.
And they tell me you are brutal and my reply is: On the
faces of women and children I have seen the marks
of wanton hunger.
And having answered so I turn once more to those who
sneer at this my city, and I give them back the sneer
and say to them:
Come and show me another city with lifted head singing
so proud to be alive and coarse and strong and cunning.
Flinging magnetic curses amid the toil of piling job on
job, here is a tall bold slugger set vivid against the
little soft cities;

Fierce as a dog with tongue lapping for action, cunning
as a savage pitted against the wilderness,
Bareheaded,
Shoveling,
Wrecking,
Planning,
Building, breaking, rebuilding,
Under the smoke, dust all over his mouth, laughing with
white teeth,
Under the terrible burden of destiny laughing as a young
man laughs,
Laughing even as an ignorant fighter laughs who has
never lost a battle,
Bragging and laughing that under his wrist is the pulse.
and under his ribs the heart of the people,
Laughing!
Laughing the stormy, husky, brawling laughter of
Youth, half-naked, sweating, proud to be Hog
Butcher, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with
Railroads and Freight Handler to the Nation.


** Update 18 August 2008

My Friend, Michael Oved Dyan of Helliwell Pictures, gave a Trademark Buckskin Whincher to a monk in Tibet. The monk then went into solitary confinement, to meditate for three years, three months and three days, with nothing but his robes and a Trademark Buckskin Whincher.