Wednesday, November 20, 2019

In celebration of the occasion of my birth

Post Script: More about Carousels of Paris and my other books here - https://kayewilkinsonbarley.com/books/

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Do you treat yourself to a gift on your birthday?

Sometimes I do.

Mostly though, I just call it a birthday gift because it might cost a little more than I would normally spend on something for myself.

Some little luxury that I can rationalize a hundred different ways.


I dd treat myself to a little birthday "to me, from me" gift this year.  I'll be turning 71 next week and my gift arrived today.


want to see it?!


it's beautiful!



But first you get the story that goes with it.


I am, and have always been, a lover of carousels.


Beginning with the old Trimper's carousel on The Boardwalk in Ocean City, Maryland.

I fell in love with it when I was a little girl, and love it every bit as much now as a big girl.










Then, in my 60s, I had my first visit to Paris.

And, I fell in love with the carousels in Paris.  


Donald and I have spent a lot of time during two trips taking pictures of some of these carousels, 



Trocadero




Bercy Park

Bercy Park



Luxembourg Gardens

Tuileries Garden

Eiffel Tower


and, many in the Musée des Arts Forains 








And hoping to get back to Paris 'cause there are still a few carousels we haven't seen and photographed yet!



Falling in love with Paris means falling in love with ALL things Paris, including the monuments, the cafes, the shops, the parks and the history of each of them.


As it happens, I also fell in love with Hermès scarves which are out of my price range.  Some of them, in my opinion, ridiculously so.  

I looked at some vintage designer scarves at a Parisian flea market/brocante and alas, no bargains to be found there, for sure.

But, during all this looking, I happened across a particular scarf that I fell head over heels in love with.


I'm a person who loves research.  Going into a research rabbit hole is one of my favorite things.

The Hermès rabbit hole is full of fun things.  


There are several Hermès scarf artists, and many of the scarves have their own story to tell, representing everything from the original equestrian theme to French history and cultural themes, each scarf with a title all its own.


(Warning!  Beware of fakes!  https://eluxemagazine.com/fashion/how-to-spot-a-fake-hermes-scarf/ but remember, not ALL Hermes scarves are signed by the artist - https://carredeparis.me/2019/06/27/are-all-hermes-scarves-signed/ )

The scarf I fell in love with is  Les Clefs du Notre Enfance (The Keys of Our Childhood).


After a couple of years of searching on-line at used clothing and accessory shops and auctions, including Etsy and Ebay, I finally spotted one at Poshmark and joined its "watch list."  It was priced a bit lower than many I'd seen.  One reason for the lower price is that the iconic orange Hermès box was not included.  Believe it or not, that means a great deal to a great deal of people.  Not to me.  

After several months, the price went down, as did the shipping price.

I kept watching.

It went down again. 

Not willing to try my luck any further, I sent in a counter-offer which was accepted.

Yay!!

And here it is - Happy Birthday to me!  


Title: Les Clefs du Notre Enfance (The Keys of Our Childhood)
 "The child is father to the man" is a way of saying that the adult's personality is shaped by childhood experiences. Like Orsan Welles' Citizen Kane, who in his final breath called out for a childhood treasure, we are ail haunted by happy ghosts from the farthest reaches of our past. Whether it be a miniature tram, an English hydroplane or a rocking horse, toys are truly the "keys to our childhood'. 
Artist: Loic Dubigeon
Year(s) of issue: 1991/92
Measurements: Approx. 35" x 35" (90cm x 90cm)
Material: 100% Silk twill






















Wishes do come true!

These  photos don't begin to do it justice.


you can see more Loic Dubigeon's Hermes carres (squares) here: https://carredeparis.com/collections/loic-dubigeon 

Dubigeon resided in the commune of Derchigny, in the Domaine de Wargemont, a residence once inhabited by the famed Pierre-Auguste Renoir in the late 19th century. His paintings and lithographs were frequently exhibited, especially at the Galerie d’Ophir in Eure.

The Dieppe Museum owns four of Dubigeon’s works, including “Car Ferry” and “Falaise à Berneval,” both oil on canvas, and two watercolor maquettes used to create postage stamps. His artworks are occasionally posthumously sold at the renowned Drouot auction house in Paris.

Sadly, the world lost this visionary artist on January 27, 2001, in Hennebont. Yet, Loïc Dubigeon‘s legacy endures in his paintings, illustrations, and of course, his timeless designs for Hermès, each piece continuing to captivate and inspire generations of art and fashion enthusiasts.

And, there's a pinterest page https://www.pinterest.com/pin/549720698239392051/?lp=true

If you're able to find one, it was produced in different color ways








Note:  A helpful way to help you authenticate your Hermes scarf:


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Post Script: More about Carousels of Paris and my other books here - https://kayewilkinsonbarley.com/books/


Tuesday, November 19, 2019

The Bitter Southerner


Are you familiar with The Bitter Southerner?  

An on-line source for some pretty great writing -  check it out - https://bittersoutherner.com/we-are-bitter

And some more than decent shopping . . . 



Available Here:  https://bsgeneralstore.com/

Saturday, November 2, 2019

Mystery Awards Announced


Sadly, I did not make it to Dallas for Bouchercon this year.  

It's always a good time and I missed seeing so many good friends.

It's a time to reconnect with readers and writers I only get to see at mystery conventions.

So, I didn't get to collect hugs, and I didn't get to give out congratulatory hugs, but I am proud as punch to share award winners here.  And prouder yet to call some of these folks "friend."


ANTHONY AWARD WINNERS: BOUCHERCON

Best Novel 
November Road by Lou Berney (William Morrow)

Best First Novel
My Sister, the Serial Killer by Oyinkan Braithwaite (Doubleday)

Best Paperback Original Novel 
Under a Dark Sky by Lori Rader-Day (William Morrow Paperbacks)

Best Short Story 
“The Grass Beneath My Feet” by S.A. Cosby, in Tough (blogazine, August 20, 2018)

Best Critical or Non-Fiction Work 
I’ll Be Gone in the Dark: One Woman’s Obsessive Search for the Golden State Killer by Michelle McNamara (HarperCollins)

The 2019 Barry Award Winners from Deadly Pleasure Mystery Magazine.

Best Novel
Lou Berney, NOVEMBER ROAD (Morrow)  


Best First Novel

C. J. Tudor, THE CHALK MAN (Crown)

Best Paperback Original 

Dervla McTiernan, THE RUIN (Penguin) 

Best Thriller

Dan Fesperman, SAFE HOUSES (Knopf)




 The Macavity Awards are nominated by members of Mystery Readers International, subscribers to Mystery Readers Journal and friends of MRI. Congratulations to all.


Best Novel 
November Road by Lou Berney (William Morrow)


Best First Novel 
Dodging and Burning by John Copenhaver (Pegasus Books)

Best Nonfiction 
The Real Lolita: The Kidnapping of Sally Horner and the Novel That Scandalized the World by Sarah Weinman (HarperCollins)

Best Short Story 
 “English 398: Fiction Workshop” by Art Taylor (Ellery Queen’s Mystery Magazine, Jul/Aug 2018)


Sue Feder Memorial Award for Best Historical Mystery 
The Widows of Malabar Hill by Sujata Massey (Soho Crime)



SHAMUS AWARDS

BEST PI HARDCOVER
What You Want to See by Kristen Lepionka (Minotaur Books)

BEST FIRST PI NOVEL
The Best Bad Things by Katrina Carrasco (MCD Farrar, Straus, Giroux)

BEST PI PAPERBACK ORIGINAL
The Questionable Behavior of Dahlia Moss by Max Wirestone (Redhook Books)

BEST PI SHORT STORY
"Chin Yong-Yun Helps a Fool" by S.J. Rozan (EQMM)



Congratulations!!


Wednesday, October 23, 2019

punks, clowns and thugs



So.

Today a bunch of Republican congressional members barged into a meeting.  A meeting which was being held by other congressional members (INCLUDING Republicans) holding impeachment hearings.

In a room classified "SECRET," they barged in with their phones on live feed.

Republicans keep trying to get the rumor started that they're not being allowed into the hearings and have no idea what's going on.

Idiots.

How convenient (but WHY?) to forget 
47 Republican members of Congress do, in fact, sit on the House Intelligence, Foreign Affairs and Oversight committees, which are conducting the impeachment inquiries.

Intelligence and manners left out of the equation when it comes to electing Republican congressmen and women these days.

I'm old enough to remember with congressional members (of both parties) were gentlemen and statesmen. 

Or, at least that's the public face they showed the world, for the most part. 

The GOP is now not much more than clowns and thugs who have no sense of decorum, no respect for this country and its constitution, and appear to have been raised by barbarians. 

With bubba trump as their lord and master, they have exactly what they deserve. 

But the rest of us do not and I am tired of the constant pissing contests they're engaged in. 

We're the laughing stock of the rest of the world, when they're not concerned about the maniac who has access to nuclear codes. 

I'm tired of the daily drama and I am so ready for it all to end. 

I don't see it ending well, or peacefully but that's what happens, I guess, when you live in a country ruled by punks, clowns and thugs.


Saturday, October 19, 2019

Mother Nature and Abstract Art




Mother Nature /  Abstract Art





Anya Kazlowski






Kathleen Patrick





Shiraga Kazuo



Friends have asked me why I enjoy some pieces of abstract art.

Not all pieces appeal to me, just like not all of anything appeals to me.

But to those who say they don't like any abstract art, I am probably as confused by that as they might be about why I'm attracted to a particular piece.



I don't try to force a "meaning" into it.  I just accept that the colors, shapes and forms are aesthetically pleasing to me and let it go.


Sitting on our deck enjoying the leaves this time of year is, basically, the same thing as far as I'm concerned.


Colors, shapes and forms.


Mother Nature /  Abstract Art

Not so different

Thursday, October 10, 2019

Prayer takes many forms



We pray in different ways.

- - -


I oftentimes wonder how people who don't write handle their feelings.

But even when I'm thankful for being able to let words flow onto a page, sometimes even that is not enough.

And I pick up my camera.

I woke up this morning feeling a sadness for the deaths that the man who occupies our country's house in Washington DC has caused.

The many who are dying right now.

This very minute.

And their loved ones.

Helpless.

I feel helpless and am fighting feeling hopeless.

And, I have no words.

But I have tears.

I think those tears are a sort of prayer.

My prayers come in simple forms.

I am not one to sit amongst people in a church.  

Organized religion is not for me.

That is not to say I'm not a believer.

But I believe in my own way, I guess.

It's not unusual for me to whisper a quiet "Thank You."

I have whispered it while sitting on our deck looking into the woods behind our house.





I have whispered it while standing in Notre Dame in Paris.





Beauty moves me to whisper "Thank You."

And I trust that it's heard.

Today I whispered it to the trees while Annabelle and I sit on the back deck.  And I cried.

Cried for the Kurdish.  

Cried for those of us in the rest of the world who believe that America, at the hands of a monster, is the cause of the deaths that are happening right now.

Right now as I sit on my back deck pondering the beauty of the trees in our backyard and purity of the peace I'm usually able to feel while sitting here.

Right now as I realize there are many on this earth who have never, in their entire lives, felt this kind of quiet peace.

And I pick up my camera, and say my inadequate "Thank You"

And -

I whisper, "Forgive Us"