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March 11, 2007
posted by Nk. at 1:19 PM

in life i would like to be astounded, to have my jaw drop to the floor in utter amazement, to feel it in full force, to never cease being in wonder...


when i was a kid one of my favorite hobbies was to collect broken pieces of glass. it didn't matter if i picked it up from the kitchen floor after the pitcher broke, or if i found it in the sidewalk, in the playground, or near a construction site. i could spot a "nice piece of broken glass" even if it was half buried in the ground. sometimes i looked for them on purpose, sometimes i just happened to look at the right moment, when the light hits them and they tease my eyes with their shimmer. it's also safe to say that it was easy to see these things as a shy little girl...because walking then for me meant spending the time with my head down.

photo by lainneybugger @ flicker

i collected so many pieces of broken glass (and other junk including broken tiles, strange colored stones, shells, you name it) our old house was littered with chiz wiz bottles filled with them. i had a plan in mind that if i collected enough i'd build a house made of pieces of colored glass, a mosaic house. but growing up some childhood plans are waylaid, some forgotten. my collection gathered dust while spent time with my studies, friends, high school plans. eventually papa threw my precious collection away -- without my knowledge, and without me noticing. i simply forgot.

until yesterday.

i was doing my routine research at work when i found the mosaic art source blog. and found Niki de Saint Phaelle's Tarot Garden.


and an old love resurfaces.


some beautiful mosaic creations here and here.

 
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