tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45092440298805117692024-03-28T18:04:09.774-04:00Timaru Star IItimaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.comBlogger313125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-23043357183066816932024-03-28T11:17:00.002-04:002024-03-28T11:17:28.675-04:00A Silver Bridle Repair<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3v6bhD84YftCCcWQ5FjfRzSgJtdNGO1kGKXiHEd613M2Z8rxt8Yu_PAgKEFVdIyKN4A7dMOVCX7sWfEwo4sty-A92dVQ4uyYaUG3ZxhPtnlI_pNwG-k0LzXclFnZr-LF3gJ79-JuM0d6XMt2A5QX6bGHNmPCe9O-lJzOBM0teCFogqkE1c7lLrMIHI6A/s800/422BriFixOrlikNrPor5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="556" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3v6bhD84YftCCcWQ5FjfRzSgJtdNGO1kGKXiHEd613M2Z8rxt8Yu_PAgKEFVdIyKN4A7dMOVCX7sWfEwo4sty-A92dVQ4uyYaUG3ZxhPtnlI_pNwG-k0LzXclFnZr-LF3gJ79-JuM0d6XMt2A5QX6bGHNmPCe9O-lJzOBM0teCFogqkE1c7lLrMIHI6A/s320/422BriFixOrlikNrPor5.jpg" width="222" /></a></div><br /> A few years back, an old tack customer of mine had been asking about a minor repair for a silver Parade bridle, but I'd let it slide. When she won the recent Black/Blue/White mecate, things had a second chance. When I opened her box, my first words were "I never thought I'd see this again!" It was like magic, transporting me back to the time of one of the TSII's most influential and beautiful pieces. It lay in my hand: the bridle to #422.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj83PEgunce4mMIik7iPSjWoOVlhyphenhyphenULJia-25ld1TrR_o657PWehhchbwAtke9a-nxopCLufNYpAbnpDy4ySnTLrpFYHcL_hB2bsjbakESpYuzRIt-SUGUy4ZzI4EmSMC4NRWJHdKo8-8cy9f7hsRzcafFgaJzha2y4lXqwDjdVL_QRDgaiHdS1CPxBaJs/s800/422OutoftheBag8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="735" data-original-width="800" height="294" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj83PEgunce4mMIik7iPSjWoOVlhyphenhyphenULJia-25ld1TrR_o657PWehhchbwAtke9a-nxopCLufNYpAbnpDy4ySnTLrpFYHcL_hB2bsjbakESpYuzRIt-SUGUy4ZzI4EmSMC4NRWJHdKo8-8cy9f7hsRzcafFgaJzha2y4lXqwDjdVL_QRDgaiHdS1CPxBaJs/s320/422OutoftheBag8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>Here is the saddle's scrapbook picture, today found on the TSII website (under Parade sets). No. 422 is a portrait of Louise Cottam's Edward Bohlin silver parade saddle. A nod to Eleanor who saw to it that I had the hardback coffee-table book, <i>Saddlemaker to the Stars</i>, which had the reference photos I needed.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgdnCNYl742ht8BsHMXkqNEV32rpSHuv8wGWBa8U8wkgsUZcALwvoeof_haAREtLgSnCI4-cD0GO1E740KQw1JcNgLDwlLxrO0kfOT1nz00a1KoE6NFJJgP9GZUz8MR1ITnGK-GflWuRsiK4of0GX4flKPF5Qmu5PmrHL6Lp0HDGOz9Px6w0LooIzuY4k/s786/422a1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="550" data-original-width="786" height="224" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgdnCNYl742ht8BsHMXkqNEV32rpSHuv8wGWBa8U8wkgsUZcALwvoeof_haAREtLgSnCI4-cD0GO1E740KQw1JcNgLDwlLxrO0kfOT1nz00a1KoE6NFJJgP9GZUz8MR1ITnGK-GflWuRsiK4of0GX4flKPF5Qmu5PmrHL6Lp0HDGOz9Px6w0LooIzuY4k/s320/422a1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Its relevance rests on its combining gold figures within the silver, its elaborate silver spotting (done with Mylar), and its unique stylized-maple-leaf-like shaped silver spots, which I individually made out of aluminum. Each spot had 2 prongs and was clinched in place. Oh and I made the bit. Whether it was sterling or Argentium I'm afraid I haven't had the time to dig out. <br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg98bx_NNs1X8JRDlkkKblCFGRu7xeVslYNDa8T6fX-6LRsW5YKda_7gnqPK9GaGNZ7hwc8lPaAFoGofnYmIyVZ4D_f46ebxn9SKJPy6sXYtTbJWFkWSXdYJhYfaLdoGRCmjTS5cRdvgAyTpb_csl6-W43oRkanzlbPWW-UtwaJzQOFciyXcSqg_S8g-t4/s717/422BriFix-1-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="717" data-original-width="700" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg98bx_NNs1X8JRDlkkKblCFGRu7xeVslYNDa8T6fX-6LRsW5YKda_7gnqPK9GaGNZ7hwc8lPaAFoGofnYmIyVZ4D_f46ebxn9SKJPy6sXYtTbJWFkWSXdYJhYfaLdoGRCmjTS5cRdvgAyTpb_csl6-W43oRkanzlbPWW-UtwaJzQOFciyXcSqg_S8g-t4/s320/422BriFix-1-7.jpg" width="312" /></a></div><p>At first glance it was clear this would mainly be a polishing job. I wound up polishing <i>before, during and after</i> the repair of a silver oval figure (a flat spot) on the noseband which had broken loose. This post will show both how the spot was fixed and what I use to polish silver on model tack.<br /></p><p>At the time of its making, certain methods and procedures were cutting-edge technology for me and I strongly held them secret. But as time has passed, my attitudes have changed. This post (and others) reflects that,... It is becoming clear to me that while model scale braidwork (and its book) is a professional interest of mine, the equally-famous subject of Silver Parade will most likely have its book-equivalent (or whatever) much more of a scrapbook, a gallery or an identification list, (probably) hosted on my website (as it is already partially) and online. Such are the evolutions of ageing.</p><p>Here's the bit up close. Although the photo doesn't show the color well, take my word for it, it needs polishing. I've started in with the fine jeweller's file, and the shiny spot at upper right is the result. <br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAvq2Y7yYBATeHHU-85qZyYjzDvxWhTuN_dvHVBWjC60LD5tuKRex2VR3Fuggdz2x0jF5rcGF4-FKpw9_j97RehyphenhyphenuWiyxEBAkfMf__zznH1D5wE0nbnBpBw-54ZG9cOnc9PeyP4yenZbHQX8xAPJnHOTi18su_3LoiMsfhTs1ev6KhnIEyiKUobQZZz9o/s727/422BriFix-3-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="727" data-original-width="700" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAvq2Y7yYBATeHHU-85qZyYjzDvxWhTuN_dvHVBWjC60LD5tuKRex2VR3Fuggdz2x0jF5rcGF4-FKpw9_j97RehyphenhyphenuWiyxEBAkfMf__zznH1D5wE0nbnBpBw-54ZG9cOnc9PeyP4yenZbHQX8xAPJnHOTi18su_3LoiMsfhTs1ev6KhnIEyiKUobQZZz9o/s320/422BriFix-3-7.jpg" width="308" /></a></div><p></p><p>Here are my chosen tools of the trade of model silver polishing: Wright's Copper Cream, X-Acto knife, fine rattail jeweler's file (leather braided handle), microbrush (thanks Robin!), and Q-tips. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8D9LLBUIfMcHqI16MsugBYKuktd1FqI6zvXEgLQnObcHkbvOwt-bwjvF_2QfwAmmzMtULWnPQrfXsfI0eId7NTYKudZb8hxYmaK8Vm-AVlGNlHhmSoIJ6MaIT4WY6ZG28YlNwf85l4KqM6BubAW6YGCkPGRlhmIi3uWG_eHs2wBGeKSy-1Z78MeDStro/s700/422BriFix-2-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="691" data-original-width="700" height="316" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8D9LLBUIfMcHqI16MsugBYKuktd1FqI6zvXEgLQnObcHkbvOwt-bwjvF_2QfwAmmzMtULWnPQrfXsfI0eId7NTYKudZb8hxYmaK8Vm-AVlGNlHhmSoIJ6MaIT4WY6ZG28YlNwf85l4KqM6BubAW6YGCkPGRlhmIi3uWG_eHs2wBGeKSy-1Z78MeDStro/s320/422BriFix-2-5.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />The scissors cuts off the ends of the Q-tips when they get too blobby and dirty. You then have a smaller Q-tip, which is more useful than before. Note I do not use a cloth or paper towels, except during cleanup! Thank heavens the aluminum did not need polishing.<br /><p></p><p>The method of construction of the silver bands, or plates, on the cheekstraps and noseband, had been very advanced for me. Essentially a strip of what I called bonded aluminum had been laid underneath a leaf-spot on one end and a pinned domed concho (a Rio Rondo concho) on the other. The strip was held down by the leaf clinches and pierced by the pin. Seeing the piece again after 23 years gave me priceless data on what had worked and what hadn't. The cheeks were fine. The nose, that place of maximum flexion and bending, had broken. I have found this to be a near-constant in the silver parade sets that come back to me for repair: the places of greatest bending are always the places that break.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-fQG6FZeJU0hMUEaMgcvqs0aRDK2727kEvDFAewC-uLJjgNBb5L4XogxxhWsZaHnU23TIEYqJGPe4PmbLmVbWmy4PYP9c7u5Hr-RTzqpONI8tBoy707_msnz-d9wamC6xN_m3pmml182XjsZYjrtWIrih99i7CrbpU5CXA9n0lyLAZNrunhbpY6kURA4/s800/422BriFix-4-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="773" data-original-width="800" height="309" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-fQG6FZeJU0hMUEaMgcvqs0aRDK2727kEvDFAewC-uLJjgNBb5L4XogxxhWsZaHnU23TIEYqJGPe4PmbLmVbWmy4PYP9c7u5Hr-RTzqpONI8tBoy707_msnz-d9wamC6xN_m3pmml182XjsZYjrtWIrih99i7CrbpU5CXA9n0lyLAZNrunhbpY6kURA4/s320/422BriFix-4-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Below you can see how the broken end of the oval flat spot curls up after the break. I'm peeling off the lining leather in order to get to the backs of everything. I had to gently coax it off with the knife; the glue was not really water-soluble. This was rather nerve-wracking as the lining leather was so soft and fragile. (The third and fourth fingers hold the face ornament on its chains.)<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBf9oD9NCa23zDzhy5iZc9Ji93Zdv2lJhzSRac3qRWA5tHZK2Uy3R35XR2vuQBUKmqcz2mhoWWml1n2v7WPDH250NOsuTSvhzoi-fcAs6NpSxvyOmyouk_AbBmKxANs1O-S_eVk8rMF5g94Zp-NZuyZt4BeLPf3ELKNO4D0-wvXqNzLDhde0H-WHaxhvk/s800/422BriFix-6-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="537" data-original-width="800" height="244" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBf9oD9NCa23zDzhy5iZc9Ji93Zdv2lJhzSRac3qRWA5tHZK2Uy3R35XR2vuQBUKmqcz2mhoWWml1n2v7WPDH250NOsuTSvhzoi-fcAs6NpSxvyOmyouk_AbBmKxANs1O-S_eVk8rMF5g94Zp-NZuyZt4BeLPf3ELKNO4D0-wvXqNzLDhde0H-WHaxhvk/w363-h244/422BriFix-6-8.jpg" width="363" /></a></div><p>Here's what's underneath. The largest rectangle-shaped silver is the two prongs from the leaf, showing they were placed pointing inwards, viz., their cuts stressed the leather in the least harmful direction. The tiny silver dots and curls (one shows at uppermost left) are the Mylar lacing of the teeny spots. The green corrosion, verdigris, is from the brass pin used to hold down the concho. Wipe and scrape clean.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVDgAZ7fgoBbqLFKZdzQg5qjgfnV-EtkG6G31LvH672JKSVPjRVFQNPgIxdn9ngV0CRn2wM92Uc_Ufy3IM5SBCI0LQu1oYaJzfzlEeK1g2QWq4UBWpxBAiKs93zNEqMKK938UiLaG19AYTL4GvcbQiFCyEg0B5p9Xt8bWcOmJYN9IeYeKW1VH03W8gmKY/s800/422BriFix-5-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="700" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVDgAZ7fgoBbqLFKZdzQg5qjgfnV-EtkG6G31LvH672JKSVPjRVFQNPgIxdn9ngV0CRn2wM92Uc_Ufy3IM5SBCI0LQu1oYaJzfzlEeK1g2QWq4UBWpxBAiKs93zNEqMKK938UiLaG19AYTL4GvcbQiFCyEg0B5p9Xt8bWcOmJYN9IeYeKW1VH03W8gmKY/s320/422BriFix-5-7.jpg" width="280" /></a></div><p>Here we see the pulled-out broken spot, at lower left. Next to it is its replacement, cut from a piece of bonded aluminum. This is a term I made up to refer to silver plumber's tape laid on top of Maid-O-Metal sheet aluminum. Oh how I love that stuff: it can be drawn on, it's easily cut, it doesn't tarnish, it solved so many silvering problems. Best of all, since the adhesive on the tape doesn't touch leather (or indeed, admit air), it did not decay or fall off. The replacement spot has already been engraved, that is, drawn on with a blunt awl point.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcyLQepWYfTk8HWBbtRyrOcuLWQ9-HKMnUkgnTfFG-ulhcTphXl7PDCaC_wwOg6m85wsKJGQMO8_-X2cSD4xzTxJOKIRZA_qrVRZJEYGIdcmN-lHke-jv9HgI767S_x-zLZd2HiSjJ0BQj_ae0ZQC4WmQ5p1Cj9N7zGel9rTC7rsq5dQ_gXNcvdjrNsg0/s700/422BriFix-7-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="540" data-original-width="700" height="247" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcyLQepWYfTk8HWBbtRyrOcuLWQ9-HKMnUkgnTfFG-ulhcTphXl7PDCaC_wwOg6m85wsKJGQMO8_-X2cSD4xzTxJOKIRZA_qrVRZJEYGIdcmN-lHke-jv9HgI767S_x-zLZd2HiSjJ0BQj_ae0ZQC4WmQ5p1Cj9N7zGel9rTC7rsq5dQ_gXNcvdjrNsg0/s320/422BriFix-7-7.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Here I am cutting new slits with a needle chisel. The oval spot will be placed between the leaf and the concho. The slits are slightly curved, the better to fit against the existing spots. Skill is called for not to cut too wide a slot.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8bZw0hdJz_ZZtjFXzBfDz7oY-DbqjFz-mNn2p8uv6alIVibxxQoc2FkSXZOfAtAckBTL31-BhyphenhyphenIEVMPuwjirtLisTv8l_1-YKufxnK51_XrWlIi8WutwZGlpVgpslC1PjfZHjw9xd5toiVs7YINkhltlBbTmckcXf3s_CSPgxgvscpn5-rQJ9tygOQJA/s800/422BriFix-8-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="660" data-original-width="800" height="301" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8bZw0hdJz_ZZtjFXzBfDz7oY-DbqjFz-mNn2p8uv6alIVibxxQoc2FkSXZOfAtAckBTL31-BhyphenhyphenIEVMPuwjirtLisTv8l_1-YKufxnK51_XrWlIi8WutwZGlpVgpslC1PjfZHjw9xd5toiVs7YINkhltlBbTmckcXf3s_CSPgxgvscpn5-rQJ9tygOQJA/w365-h301/422BriFix-8-8.jpg" width="365" /></a></div><p>Here's the <i>coup de grace</i>, pushing the prongs into place prior to folding them over. I'm a huge believer in clinching tack.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_1yc_fQmo_lx7WJ6EccxFla905vioK8bDLs5pTWAgBFAGd2F59IsocP67c4u4DmjoPWi8-FL8bK0etSPITofv19BOlHlJH52RJPK8hRWFQQej-j1MuXexXyj683IF1vYsp8w4henOq7fvnSn8_9u1k-0FtNAlAI7J9jqop8GH2tvSWAJJK6sFljr5_s4/s800/422BriFix-9-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="538" data-original-width="800" height="297" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_1yc_fQmo_lx7WJ6EccxFla905vioK8bDLs5pTWAgBFAGd2F59IsocP67c4u4DmjoPWi8-FL8bK0etSPITofv19BOlHlJH52RJPK8hRWFQQej-j1MuXexXyj683IF1vYsp8w4henOq7fvnSn8_9u1k-0FtNAlAI7J9jqop8GH2tvSWAJJK6sFljr5_s4/w442-h297/422BriFix-9-8.jpg" width="442" /></a></div><p>There were a couple of unexpected consequences to this repair. (When ever aren't there?!) One was the slender line of dark brown leather to either side of it, missing in the original version since the old silver had run directly into its neighbors. The other was that the color and texture didn't match. The new was brighter. Twenty-three years of oxidation had had its way. I immediately decided to replace both sides of the noseband. After that, I glued the black lining leather back on. A touch of Leather Glow to the leather parts of the bridle, to protect and shine. More polishing of those ferrules (sidewise stroking of Q-tips with Copper Cream, and stroking with the file). Finally the bridle is done.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLYQfbP5nth_4-HQ-6tqJFgDgPi9e2TJw__UsewswHOvTQbOLRQbUu4ZByi3rJplbm2-uE06DUVeZh7eOjTFR0CFPmWoquYsw8buW3lUW3qDWLob7iaYg6WZ1GEA72DIfd1EaOwwzuupk9oexKCUnENDI3EukqlMC-fLAtrSC01QG4JoaigLSGs5CgeBw/s800/422BriFixDollyFace6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="651" height="409" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLYQfbP5nth_4-HQ-6tqJFgDgPi9e2TJw__UsewswHOvTQbOLRQbUu4ZByi3rJplbm2-uE06DUVeZh7eOjTFR0CFPmWoquYsw8buW3lUW3qDWLob7iaYg6WZ1GEA72DIfd1EaOwwzuupk9oexKCUnENDI3EukqlMC-fLAtrSC01QG4JoaigLSGs5CgeBw/w332-h409/422BriFixDollyFace6.jpg" width="332" /></a></div><p>Hopefully no one will notice that browband and nose are henceforth subtly different!<br /></p><p>For a few moments I regretted I didn't have an expensive finished Western resincast, and then I remembered. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtOB0tcZJPh451pxf8th4JaeqzueAfhO9TWf-TFEURvRqh5OxFKsFwo5XJQrj4bXElKgJnx7thhxZDzBoDaUPJZo7v9w9SFj0eNJIS5MZCXAik1IkMN7ceR61WFGDLUHnjhBcKNBAgkIKTdaz7f1p3OfWS3cJIfMWHByNZzdHu9Avn1H_gk3ZaIxQV984/s800/422BriFixOrlikNearFrontPor5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="540" height="383" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtOB0tcZJPh451pxf8th4JaeqzueAfhO9TWf-TFEURvRqh5OxFKsFwo5XJQrj4bXElKgJnx7thhxZDzBoDaUPJZo7v9w9SFj0eNJIS5MZCXAik1IkMN7ceR61WFGDLUHnjhBcKNBAgkIKTdaz7f1p3OfWS3cJIfMWHByNZzdHu9Avn1H_gk3ZaIxQV984/w258-h383/422BriFixOrlikNearFrontPor5.jpg" width="258" /></a></div><p></p><p>My own NaMoPaiMo horse from 2022, Orlik, sculpted by Margarita Malova. He is that rare beast who can display both Western and English, plus costume, harness, regalia and almost anything else. Multi talented little guy...!<br /></p><p>Christie responded kindly to this repair. I can only reflect that more than a bridle has lasted all those years. A good customer relationship is beyond price.<br /></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-24094984258587637112024-03-12T20:28:00.000-04:002024-03-12T20:28:16.731-04:00The Conga Dance<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhxOst5F3Oyes1mSV6tT6it4A6oP6f4nw2tvBnjAJruwSfLHeZq5nF6z5wpzkrMgOphjwa9m2TCenGH8oTKvYqMJv3LXrE9Xx-PfvzPeSLnuARqXCzZBxNtKResiIqPjXHHfQzzyBB9acW1Jg0-f1hT7KZOnWum5PdYU6LzVGC3CtmJO07OxfJqU99kzk/s1000/LiamConga1-10.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="306" data-original-width="1000" height="98" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhxOst5F3Oyes1mSV6tT6it4A6oP6f4nw2tvBnjAJruwSfLHeZq5nF6z5wpzkrMgOphjwa9m2TCenGH8oTKvYqMJv3LXrE9Xx-PfvzPeSLnuARqXCzZBxNtKResiIqPjXHHfQzzyBB9acW1Jg0-f1hT7KZOnWum5PdYU6LzVGC3CtmJO07OxfJqU99kzk/s320/LiamConga1-10.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>A few days ago I was corresponding with Eleda Towle, one of the 3 fantastic volunteers for Identify Your Breyer (IDYB). My original goal was to add to their database the difference between the Gangsters; IDYB did not know (!), so, after hard search, I supplied this knowledge myself. (For the record, the POA is Tony.) I then told her I was eager to submit a new and improved picture of my conga. I said it was one of my life's bucket-list items to have a conga of mine featured on the site. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJIinMrCa8jCw2w7KUdhWCgU2t_owcIXN84VU9SWlf1GT5QzHPolMgNe71Gu5ewqgxRy6s7UeJsYchydBg8BBl7dWm3SCH56wk42pZ53ZqxWHqpw2r8CmmJOmJeZl2CAlqr-SgOpesn4jloVwAFQW9Edvz23kaexOzywLAEZQ_zTxwi101h6tY4Tr9-tg/s800/LiamConga2-8.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="597" data-original-width="800" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJIinMrCa8jCw2w7KUdhWCgU2t_owcIXN84VU9SWlf1GT5QzHPolMgNe71Gu5ewqgxRy6s7UeJsYchydBg8BBl7dWm3SCH56wk42pZ53ZqxWHqpw2r8CmmJOmJeZl2CAlqr-SgOpesn4jloVwAFQW9Edvz23kaexOzywLAEZQ_zTxwi101h6tY4Tr9-tg/s320/LiamConga2-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stock Horse Geldings<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />To my surprise, she gently and politely informed me that this was not a thing to hope for. "Be aware that we won't be adding conga photos to the new site, only individual model photos. ... our site is for identifying models, not a photo gallery." She added, "Later on, we may add a 'side site,' to allow people .. to upload pix of their collections, ... and show them off, if they like." She told me, "We get so many beautiful conga and artistic photos."<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0R5M53hkid9iD4bBsM6wgFPOGd6qYPH_8UxHIQEq0qYBJQwlQbQ3WgIQ8YWQ5b4OF9yH-ThU07U4P1E-A1TT3oAyw7lwP6VsHnqP9BzbAGk1YuKvWpGve0WHXw3CAkQLsPykwUb7HRWgWMxy1Iinl3SScaelV7B2GqB6nUGZUwtvd3VXCVXCOAURj1Nw/s900/LiamConga3-9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="565" data-original-width="900" height="201" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0R5M53hkid9iD4bBsM6wgFPOGd6qYPH_8UxHIQEq0qYBJQwlQbQ3WgIQ8YWQ5b4OF9yH-ThU07U4P1E-A1TT3oAyw7lwP6VsHnqP9BzbAGk1YuKvWpGve0WHXw3CAkQLsPykwUb7HRWgWMxy1Iinl3SScaelV7B2GqB6nUGZUwtvd3VXCVXCOAURj1Nw/s320/LiamConga3-9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Identify Your Breyer is brewing some great changes behind the scenes, and the promise is for much the better. A new version will "look and feel as much like the original as possible, but it will ... have a dedicated search. ... each mold that has multiple names will have all those names listed, so searching on any of them will find the mold! Hooray!" <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCRPnBXBhp8ybLEXgUo-k2EOMu_zPRp7dYxmcifaM7hxKyrfAU4i-aCeMxGC9poMLU696zHVpqtoGrtmBc6Ovipisbvp_PuClL-FctWQg-SAzVQHVUTw8TDbYjGACr1sN_xHW7yqFZOXdcjUB-zWNJZ64E3IN-9rnAAYh5UR4zSlz6rCFrXe3QqEBZWao/s1000/LiamConga4-10.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="414" data-original-width="1000" height="216" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCRPnBXBhp8ybLEXgUo-k2EOMu_zPRp7dYxmcifaM7hxKyrfAU4i-aCeMxGC9poMLU696zHVpqtoGrtmBc6Ovipisbvp_PuClL-FctWQg-SAzVQHVUTw8TDbYjGACr1sN_xHW7yqFZOXdcjUB-zWNJZ64E3IN-9rnAAYh5UR4zSlz6rCFrXe3QqEBZWao/w524-h216/LiamConga4-10.jpg" width="524" /></a></div><br />Here's a full paragraph quote from Eleda:<p></p><p style="-moz-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-family: Helvetica; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">"If there are releases in that mold that we have small, fuzzy, or busy backgrounds for, though, we welcome photo submissions for them. We are requesting solid white, grey, or black backgrounds (colors skew the appearance of the model's color), with good lighting. Straight side views and a photo clearly showing the face marking are what we need, and we prefer them to be at least 1500px on the long side, which lets people zoom in to see details. They can be sent to<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><a href="mailto:submissions@identifyyourbreyer.com">submissions@identifyyourbreyer.com</a>. If you'd like photographer credit, let Steph know how you'd like it written (both names, initial and name, etc). :-)"</span></p><div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5jTF-52Q3MA-ZGhIjaqw_wblFI2A4s-ZOIufh41Ho-VLLWjS05_94MvLypH57WULDS0wLmJ7CbsnoHMimoIvPjUqlJFWAy9QX7toAw-CVJLkr8XAAFXBVSGKXsXOXIlNgS4Mu3IKujg6W457J2-JdMb-NU1OXcoOrzsaobQl7WxL0G7Ucg91RiBZT1zk/s1000/LiamConga5-10.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="478" data-original-width="1000" height="270" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5jTF-52Q3MA-ZGhIjaqw_wblFI2A4s-ZOIufh41Ho-VLLWjS05_94MvLypH57WULDS0wLmJ7CbsnoHMimoIvPjUqlJFWAy9QX7toAw-CVJLkr8XAAFXBVSGKXsXOXIlNgS4Mu3IKujg6W457J2-JdMb-NU1OXcoOrzsaobQl7WxL0G7Ucg91RiBZT1zk/w566-h270/LiamConga5-10.jpg" width="566" /></a></div></div><p style="-moz-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-family: Helvetica; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: times;">While this is not my only conga, it is my highest count and the one that most closely corresponds to the commonly accepted definition of a conga, vz., every color produced on a single mold. I have always loved the gentle sweetness of this horse, who appeared in plastic in 2014 (he was in porcelain before that, in 2002). For a long time I lazily pursued this conga, refusing colors I did not particularly like. Then last year I realized I was only 2 colors off a complete set, less, of course, those whom mere mortals could not hope to obtain. In this case that's the bay (test sample), the bay pinto (deluxe kids' club member) and the glossy Liam (only 45 made). My 2 missing colors were the palomino and the current Red Dun Pintaloosa (here shown at far left). I picked up the palomino at BFest for ten bucks; my good friend GreyWoodsCat / Margaret Loesch very kindly gifted me with the Red Dun.</span></span></p><p style="-moz-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: times;">This is what they usually look like. I am normally gazing up at them. <br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7xwWYaXOCtzXsXO3tpHdilEnz98I31YD_vkQvvQEYxVtNrZ4wS5LNwv-EOBEsoYVN_iv9uonog99Lh4jXm2aYSuOSBDHXskooj4RWr-EP-9eKEdXLfyte9lvqgMWE420jY21dvjF9sKSp-xzTgspHO77DaLGr2-DOXR79MwPhY1XeLnbu8gHFAYDrZT8/s900/LiamConga6-9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="751" data-original-width="900" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7xwWYaXOCtzXsXO3tpHdilEnz98I31YD_vkQvvQEYxVtNrZ4wS5LNwv-EOBEsoYVN_iv9uonog99Lh4jXm2aYSuOSBDHXskooj4RWr-EP-9eKEdXLfyte9lvqgMWE420jY21dvjF9sKSp-xzTgspHO77DaLGr2-DOXR79MwPhY1XeLnbu8gHFAYDrZT8/s320/LiamConga6-9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p style="-moz-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-family: Helvetica; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: small;">The white horse in front of the black velvet pin board is a WIA product, a Marwari stallion, one of my first 2 WIAs. These also were obtained from Margaret. My favorite dealer!<br /></span></p><p style="-moz-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-family: Helvetica; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: times;">Looking down on them, one can see I've jammed much of my Classic scale collection onto a single shelf. Behind can be seen a semi-conga, the complete Blossoms from 2012.</span><br /></span></p><p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK7BC1I6N1e8VlwZYbT8vNp-4fev07WZBoxhmXYBiryPNExGGXvk7nNm4P19q7esNxOtiIFXCLEF5wuhW7e-TpgHW_MVLRx69uUY8eo7yMPlaEWnkOgt_2J9ZiDHEqr_3MTd_iZLM9aMTLGLCMjp-Mr83LacC-YLI7exucMGhF-fqWxfIWtmtRwaGpV5A/s900/LiamConga7-9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="571" data-original-width="900" height="203" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK7BC1I6N1e8VlwZYbT8vNp-4fev07WZBoxhmXYBiryPNExGGXvk7nNm4P19q7esNxOtiIFXCLEF5wuhW7e-TpgHW_MVLRx69uUY8eo7yMPlaEWnkOgt_2J9ZiDHEqr_3MTd_iZLM9aMTLGLCMjp-Mr83LacC-YLI7exucMGhF-fqWxfIWtmtRwaGpV5A/s320/LiamConga7-9.jpg" width="320" /></a></p><p style="text-align: left;"> The quilt on the wall behind was created by my mother-in-law, Ruth Young, an accomplished needlewoman.</p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRLVWdgWPYwjsA8foAEguySJayfSN5RSemZkDw-0F7aTUwtehj7lnl_Lt_HIKHIF301MHP0G3O_g4dw3ccXv9VhB_q1Vm9ofTLRCei3rSvyBDoFUNyiPLGBPs-GDUYhaUBw35hUMS47Dwube3jLtoSxP0FsZOqK2tbFnk0HHcndTZxO9cMDVPPtLmIdIc/s800/LiamConga8-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRLVWdgWPYwjsA8foAEguySJayfSN5RSemZkDw-0F7aTUwtehj7lnl_Lt_HIKHIF301MHP0G3O_g4dw3ccXv9VhB_q1Vm9ofTLRCei3rSvyBDoFUNyiPLGBPs-GDUYhaUBw35hUMS47Dwube3jLtoSxP0FsZOqK2tbFnk0HHcndTZxO9cMDVPPtLmIdIc/s320/LiamConga8-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: left;">Summer Prosser sculpted this gelding who embodies gentle grace and timeless simplicity. He is classic for me: not just the scale, but with the meaning that he has class and enduring appeal.</p><p style="text-align: left;">Another blog post about my Classics is here: <a href="https://timarustarii.blogspot.com/2016/09/reshelving-classics.html" target="_blank">Reshelving the Classics</a>.<br /><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"> <br /></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-36090681856260703042024-02-29T11:42:00.002-05:002024-03-02T20:07:45.772-05:00Black/White/Blue Mecate Up for Offers<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZZK3KAyiU4vZxjCSc9bCodYoDiVuNeKfvdIE1nfwIbTXN608ay0k-V_c8w107Nb9KKMSVIjozVKoU0rDV2xixnl6A6_W-GOh4mYOldoQtCsPg0qIvYm5BpXVPnfbN8ggQcwKpFxKOEMU0iu7ApB-5kPrrbkILimCJOPgRRQ6hZrkl-4UjYdHBtte07X8/s900/April2Mecate1-1-9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="900" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZZK3KAyiU4vZxjCSc9bCodYoDiVuNeKfvdIE1nfwIbTXN608ay0k-V_c8w107Nb9KKMSVIjozVKoU0rDV2xixnl6A6_W-GOh4mYOldoQtCsPg0qIvYm5BpXVPnfbN8ggQcwKpFxKOEMU0iu7ApB-5kPrrbkILimCJOPgRRQ6hZrkl-4UjYdHBtte07X8/s320/April2Mecate1-1-9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>This is the story of one mecate, which I am already thinking of as my NaMo piece. It was finished on the 28th in a minor blaze of glory, and I am pleased with it. But it's an extra, -- a duplicate, -- turned out in the book process. I'm now taking offers on it, until Saturday night; details below. Its formal name is April 2 Mecate 1. </p><p>This is the first piece of tack the TSII is offering this year. I'm changing my mind about Peach Rose 2 and the future April 2 Hackamore; they may wait until BFest.<br /></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdmGBa94MVb2KeXSWxdHHnu4cKtKZMhkVLYjVuXqUbXkvI4hDIz0ZSjnrD9rOZcc9X-_yNDjSviLYmm59bh8s_Bhg9SFoDNGrJ5SPmbUep5mZUCEUMjrA_ygBae5kB6XopF0DWNtnX8IOs7jQ4jWhuvZxKm4UMQP73pVFSXTLwScTxmFz7z7lEEjUtKl8/s771/April2Mecate1-2-6.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdmGBa94MVb2KeXSWxdHHnu4cKtKZMhkVLYjVuXqUbXkvI4hDIz0ZSjnrD9rOZcc9X-_yNDjSviLYmm59bh8s_Bhg9SFoDNGrJ5SPmbUep5mZUCEUMjrA_ygBae5kB6XopF0DWNtnX8IOs7jQ4jWhuvZxKm4UMQP73pVFSXTLwScTxmFz7z7lEEjUtKl8/s320/April2Mecate1-2-6.jpg" width="249" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Showing 2024 on leather popper<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p> Twenty-five-&-a-half inches long from knot to thread-end, this handspun and hand-twisted mecate is made of embroidery floss and dental floss, plus a bit of leather and metal, and one braided thread button (7P6B with 2 rings). (The metal is wire inside the leather popper.) The tassel is multicolor. The blue is a deep blue, DMC 824, not so dark as navy but not sky blue either, more of an ultramarine. The popper is signed SBY and 2024. Hackamore (below) NOT included -- that's Duke's Hack which I'm using to display this mecate with --!<br /></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWC5oJ9MTQE4RH_fzhp-4_b_QM2j0SkoO98HHjRqdE83v4eUkoAKsu27TcvM0rs6QO_lvYITq7yw5wJl86BzrSt0HPrvr8n_qfIbR7keC81dwLwq730cWfK-fUAJ_BSMWogzPEyi9vxnaxN4iiAyZwYUqS6k3qXbUvtoHnHC7jykRAlgcxLljFFg1Dews/s700/April2Mecate1-6-7.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="700" height="308" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWC5oJ9MTQE4RH_fzhp-4_b_QM2j0SkoO98HHjRqdE83v4eUkoAKsu27TcvM0rs6QO_lvYITq7yw5wJl86BzrSt0HPrvr8n_qfIbR7keC81dwLwq730cWfK-fUAJ_BSMWogzPEyi9vxnaxN4iiAyZwYUqS6k3qXbUvtoHnHC7jykRAlgcxLljFFg1Dews/w359-h308/April2Mecate1-6-7.jpg" width="359" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">You are bidding on the Mecate only!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Email me (sbytsii (at) verizon (dot) net, text me (814-470-7199), or pm me on FB with your offer. This mecate will close Saturday night March 2nd at 8pm Eastern. (That's a week <i>before </i>Daylight Savings, folks.) This closing date may be extended if I deem it necessary. If the amount climbs over $40 there will be no postage charged for domestic buyers. Overseas winners will need to pay postage separately. I accept PayPal and personal checks. You are offering for the <b>mecate</b> ONLY, <i>not the hackamore, not the horse, not the girl,</i>...! Check here for updates.</p><p>Current bid stands at: $100 bidder 1</p><p>Update: SOLD, Thank you so much C. P.!<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixrx0vyzS9iwPixH6bvjSyewRRTGOeLiUDa0RUzsJDN8QGjXUYyQtTJhaxr8ZwAH8IJU3Ik7e7_W5PDnmwWGUJjDdkwZ-oFCXbVSdovMxbpdzh6UdQGz-KCWSHehPtBj4gonLuTGo3T_231AYZc_Yq5eHWw_JdwB2aD2tmcfbdPeMyakJA_QKePmJ_JUw/s800/April2Mecate1-12-8.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="632" data-original-width="800" height="313" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixrx0vyzS9iwPixH6bvjSyewRRTGOeLiUDa0RUzsJDN8QGjXUYyQtTJhaxr8ZwAH8IJU3Ik7e7_W5PDnmwWGUJjDdkwZ-oFCXbVSdovMxbpdzh6UdQGz-KCWSHehPtBj4gonLuTGo3T_231AYZc_Yq5eHWw_JdwB2aD2tmcfbdPeMyakJA_QKePmJ_JUw/w396-h313/April2Mecate1-12-8.jpg" width="396" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQEYxoRL03x172VnNqs2-CG7VcS6ljqRHdJgXCY2pvy9CV8aQkRyR_OlxeVTMZ9cfKB7ET2V5u2kceKS5axMkAQw-Nf4Xa60zk8tR_LVAeN4TqzzQQDTsNWST7pkXljWU7idbUg_oiDm66WEhNvVwHK7NOlWgwf0ysmuFyD6QXM7lVc0lV4Onfb7A0quk/s800/April2Mecate1-9-4.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="486" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQEYxoRL03x172VnNqs2-CG7VcS6ljqRHdJgXCY2pvy9CV8aQkRyR_OlxeVTMZ9cfKB7ET2V5u2kceKS5axMkAQw-Nf4Xa60zk8tR_LVAeN4TqzzQQDTsNWST7pkXljWU7idbUg_oiDm66WEhNvVwHK7NOlWgwf0ysmuFyD6QXM7lVc0lV4Onfb7A0quk/s320/April2Mecate1-9-4.jpg" width="194" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Doll by Field of Dolls<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>I originally meant to make a copy of April's Hackamore (April 2) during February, in a parallel effort with NaMoPaiMo [National Model Painting Month]. (I had made tack during the first NMPM in 2017 -- successfully.) What I actually finished this time was two mecates and a fiador: half the parts. Recall that, for the book, the making is closely and exhaustively documented, which takes <i>inordinate</i> amounts of time! The bosal will take longer, of that I'm sure, but the headstall should be swift. April's Hack, the 5th of the 8 pieces in my next book, is surprisingly simple. I love its color scheme of deep blue, black and white. It's another piece where I'm having to eat my words about not liking embroidery floss! Here Mecate 1 is draped over an obvious horse, the black-white-and-blue Emerson, Eclipse (Beau Soir in my herd). Don't think you can't just play!</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJnLxSe_T0NFt8UK1SvVIA4hTkTovaRwCmpCQ69cdcxHSnNXppz6bMcgnuoHWE1E4Y20E8dtdXXb2hytBJT3i6XdL12a7AVetP7EwbQfQLOqtZQ_YC-pl0M7Tly0kygZZhBC02tSVCEh20OY1EMN9ENZ2zhBIRHt1td4otm0qzqYTRreqakvjxCpbgJBs/s800/April2Mecate1-3-8.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="700" data-original-width="800" height="280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJnLxSe_T0NFt8UK1SvVIA4hTkTovaRwCmpCQ69cdcxHSnNXppz6bMcgnuoHWE1E4Y20E8dtdXXb2hytBJT3i6XdL12a7AVetP7EwbQfQLOqtZQ_YC-pl0M7Tly0kygZZhBC02tSVCEh20OY1EMN9ENZ2zhBIRHt1td4otm0qzqYTRreqakvjxCpbgJBs/s320/April2Mecate1-3-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Right after finishing<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>The reasons I don't want to use this mecate for April 2 have to do with texture, visual contrast and length. The whole point of the book's pieces was to replicate an earlier piece; but it had been too long since I'd made a mecate and I re-invented how to prepare the strands, thus failing to match them to an earlier, easier phase of my skill. April's mecate has smooth strands. It had originally been made in 1996, then disassembled and re-spun in 2007. Here's a probably-inadequate pic: <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho_GIrNLSJyCJKO257tvNZiG_2G1P3cGUFZeKKK2DcZQEpyHu50D4II6-LbHHLzp4MKhsXBu1UUVTkE0YSsMMfDnkNFi65Dcw5-iB1RLNIVdOPl8zclRsIGoqb39KT_DtGHreY0wVNJz4ldoHINZBGxFdsb6VRogO2q83rGnhyAfRPgxDM4ICA2cLk5bs/s800/AprilonKiopoNrPor8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="305" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho_GIrNLSJyCJKO257tvNZiG_2G1P3cGUFZeKKK2DcZQEpyHu50D4II6-LbHHLzp4MKhsXBu1UUVTkE0YSsMMfDnkNFi65Dcw5-iB1RLNIVdOPl8zclRsIGoqb39KT_DtGHreY0wVNJz4ldoHINZBGxFdsb6VRogO2q83rGnhyAfRPgxDM4ICA2cLk5bs/w407-h305/AprilonKiopoNrPor8.jpg" width="407" /></a></div><p></p><p>I started out with the white strand and, dang, like the over-experienced rope-maker I am, I pre-spun it, combining the white dental floss with the white embroidery floss in two halves. This gave a rope-like texture, which April's didn't have. That should have been my first clue I was trying too hard for the situation. But I was blind and moved on to the black strand, which has a lovely blue trace around it. Here also I pre-spun the strand separately. The resulting rope-like strands not only changed the texture, it made the whole mecate shorter, a potential disaster.</p><p>These two pix show the details. It may not seem like such beautiful rope-work would be undesirable; but my goal was to replicate April's, made when I'd first learned to spin.<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsE2LjevT7l3nwBybVvFrf1tsrhiqyPjDIFZe3MaVCcrtbkweucpQdXbylhyphenhyphenG77fVTd23AFo-nge9Ispt-qIpxwSMHFwmYn5RLgqjlPPPjaPaVVk8adR_r-CLZKSjBtb3rqin0V1jJrF1-szs0Nl-PM7jiYIuMElEthgmAhdFiUgXzpzI1qfElV39wIoo/s700/April2Mecate1-10-7.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="417" data-original-width="700" height="191" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsE2LjevT7l3nwBybVvFrf1tsrhiqyPjDIFZe3MaVCcrtbkweucpQdXbylhyphenhyphenG77fVTd23AFo-nge9Ispt-qIpxwSMHFwmYn5RLgqjlPPPjaPaVVk8adR_r-CLZKSjBtb3rqin0V1jJrF1-szs0Nl-PM7jiYIuMElEthgmAhdFiUgXzpzI1qfElV39wIoo/s320/April2Mecate1-10-7.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">See the white strand's rope-like texture<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />This next shot shows the making of this very Mecate 1. Both the white and the black/blue strand clearly show as 2-strand ropes. This also shows the braided-thread strand, a miniature attempt at a mecate's checkered strand. For Mecate 1 I put it in all wrong, resulting in (to my eye) a confused texture, without clear contrast of color. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI_WJh22915rSRlhfHwVPizl2AbpNzx_LS2iHLaz5Jufp2v4WkTSf_uA5soaPKBrCfAC2udKJJtuLF5RlgFkMhuPZuGVwHLtxc7jy4JkYtEZv4JLWPLtcYzizwsDcqfDXffGZqai1GfRqw_iGUh3uUljXERwtqfM3KfzJ7u-l9Ra1-SpzA0zn20fbRhek/s700/April2Mecate1-11-6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="700" data-original-width="603" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI_WJh22915rSRlhfHwVPizl2AbpNzx_LS2iHLaz5Jufp2v4WkTSf_uA5soaPKBrCfAC2udKJJtuLF5RlgFkMhuPZuGVwHLtxc7jy4JkYtEZv4JLWPLtcYzizwsDcqfDXffGZqai1GfRqw_iGUh3uUljXERwtqfM3KfzJ7u-l9Ra1-SpzA0zn20fbRhek/s320/April2Mecate1-11-6.jpg" width="276" /></a></div><br />There you have it: This sales piece was deemed a mistake merely because it was too advanced! Undoubtedly I'm being overly critical, as artists are apt to be. It's still a lovely piece and will be fine for someone else's uses. There are multitudes of models out there for whom a 25" mecate is just the right size!<br /><p></p><p>Which brings us to the photo shoot.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqiYi2RZKuhAFiUB3H11gi3-RotgJ6hdiZPCHNYucyuZh-K5qs5xzPalzHLytVNC_ehUDn10GCkHc91_L6pIBN7QcwnndASpRWYEf-7ytomwW2JdPd3C_MNFJQne9niP5q4HGm9Q6i56U0eBPTwU6BF0-lyucJxrMTi3ZErIGJ0hyphenhyphen5eSYWtUWGwmkrRMU/s800/April2Mecate1-4-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqiYi2RZKuhAFiUB3H11gi3-RotgJ6hdiZPCHNYucyuZh-K5qs5xzPalzHLytVNC_ehUDn10GCkHc91_L6pIBN7QcwnndASpRWYEf-7ytomwW2JdPd3C_MNFJQne9niP5q4HGm9Q6i56U0eBPTwU6BF0-lyucJxrMTi3ZErIGJ0hyphenhyphen5eSYWtUWGwmkrRMU/s320/April2Mecate1-4-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>My doll Chalif, by Anne Field, is my only Western handler in anything like blue.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMVDQX7N3P-IjKup6rFp52uhlp4MFegefcFrrztmAN7s3CeLMoRffehAlPcYa8hpoCQ1tF2WMPfaxIwuyP3qUOZKMlFXb37uP_L7OkHXP07DWiIUP65it4wzWbQlQ5aczvOt0tovGuIgm7FMNBo0RFgpCnUWy4IKyJIRHCJ6pyGUOACFmWEuwXnBbBLVM/s700/April2Mecate1-5-7.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="601" data-original-width="700" height="275" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMVDQX7N3P-IjKup6rFp52uhlp4MFegefcFrrztmAN7s3CeLMoRffehAlPcYa8hpoCQ1tF2WMPfaxIwuyP3qUOZKMlFXb37uP_L7OkHXP07DWiIUP65it4wzWbQlQ5aczvOt0tovGuIgm7FMNBo0RFgpCnUWy4IKyJIRHCJ6pyGUOACFmWEuwXnBbBLVM/s320/April2Mecate1-5-7.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Amazingly she stands up by herself! But put a girl on a horse, and no photographer can stop themselves from blazing away.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHMyeo8OenbQPOqfpE45nFrTHzuy87AdzuE4U80Gn82Wuq2NTfSKNvTLoQ1bqMrFA9_8EZGJD-JzQMvohjJBBbGsSAfzPTaC0HophyphenhyphenfkRP00807Lj2bCPRGFcIV2HSn612V61RV7BVtmB9n9Cd4k5CoXBV3ypkgOP9f-49lKrdKebcCQ0quC7mHbIxdMU/s800/April2Mecate1-7-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="669" data-original-width="800" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHMyeo8OenbQPOqfpE45nFrTHzuy87AdzuE4U80Gn82Wuq2NTfSKNvTLoQ1bqMrFA9_8EZGJD-JzQMvohjJBBbGsSAfzPTaC0HophyphenhyphenfkRP00807Lj2bCPRGFcIV2HSn612V61RV7BVtmB9n9Cd4k5CoXBV3ypkgOP9f-49lKrdKebcCQ0quC7mHbIxdMU/s320/April2Mecate1-7-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>I particularly like the way she can bend her neck and move her gaze around.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIAXphZQ2WqmsZMsXe7lnhcbYnQLQnWibFl6acSsoYrMoVYwg4xYkDwEflzlacMKOrT19I-2KmxqAHXc9HjQicTi5VD5cDO76dMTWqe0KMUH-RmQFGd3UQ-XuPZeIfQb4RQnYj28OqkNDqWI5S1TgEdG34z5fYC7bQv65kNjO6N6GS_d54wxNxGat5f9g/s800/April2Mecate1-8-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="302" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIAXphZQ2WqmsZMsXe7lnhcbYnQLQnWibFl6acSsoYrMoVYwg4xYkDwEflzlacMKOrT19I-2KmxqAHXc9HjQicTi5VD5cDO76dMTWqe0KMUH-RmQFGd3UQ-XuPZeIfQb4RQnYj28OqkNDqWI5S1TgEdG34z5fYC7bQv65kNjO6N6GS_d54wxNxGat5f9g/w403-h302/April2Mecate1-8-8.jpg" width="403" /></a></div><p>Once again, this particular hackamore is Duke's and not April's. I needed a way to exhibit just a mecate and Duke's was handy. The shots show its length. Duke's Hackamore on its own is also in my next book. The book will cover four Bosal Hacks, of which April's falls second.</p><p>It is so much fun to be braiding again. April's black-white-&-blue bosal is up next!<br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-65427443997664686812024-02-20T19:48:00.001-05:002024-02-26T11:01:26.456-05:00Progress Report 3: Peach Rose<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga3YRFpBXhOPgIwJj0byUrzJ6i_Z-IUQvQZXBPV43ON-uzA_8l-sLZDp7K6ElEKWUTJuLEGpTABVei-kzKINaPaTZxzK3gqoCkyz7FXql5Cgh3ez7ayV0COxnqiIsTJwfdMANB9TyEsocbPCTx3r4m709WPPy1AdGLvS3dBBY1T_OFsvaRZ-rHZyMX400/s900/PeachRose2-9n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="409" data-original-width="900" height="145" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga3YRFpBXhOPgIwJj0byUrzJ6i_Z-IUQvQZXBPV43ON-uzA_8l-sLZDp7K6ElEKWUTJuLEGpTABVei-kzKINaPaTZxzK3gqoCkyz7FXql5Cgh3ez7ayV0COxnqiIsTJwfdMANB9TyEsocbPCTx3r4m709WPPy1AdGLvS3dBBY1T_OFsvaRZ-rHZyMX400/s320/PeachRose2-9n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>The Peach Rose bridle chapter is finished, which means we've reached the nominal halfway point of my next book! Of 8 pieces of headgear, Peach Rose is the 4th. Finally, after <i>far</i> more effort than I ever dreamed of, ---a <i>whole lot</i> of other parts, sideshows, preparations, materials chapters and formulae -- real progress has been made. This chapter is made out like a recipe. First there's a history, then a list of materials specifically for that piece, followed by steps for making that piece, its own Plate, and photos of important aspects of the making. You'd think this was what I was after in the first place; but there was SO much else to cover, just getting up to braiding speed! The Peach Rose chapter is my first and so-far-best manifestation of such a recipe,... and I think we're actually well past half way.<br /></p><p></p><p>The previous three pieces of headgear did not have the benefit of this approach. The first and second pieces, Ricky's Bridle and Duke's Hackamore, were simple enough, and their Plates (drawings) extensive enough, not to need an ingredients list. Malaguena's got to have its list put in afterwards. I had not known, offhand, that Mala's would take 16.2 feet of 4-ply sinew to build --!! The below photo of the parts of the gorgeous pink Peach Rose bridle is featured in
the book. (A few more minor parts, like leather lace and a bit shank brace, are listed in the text.)<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhpDKwjDS3UNS7I44fHXzeF5mvx06UpyLhtADMkrtvZukuvSwR0ip1uaObLR4Jh-09oTssTM4NR7VgcqrWm2Ddqf9dEKIrUAlmu_B3_Un34fFYdHHpEmvBMFJtwpU1zSQHNPlcbyhMXhAk8iT8-t1rLZMO9yeuQxn9iQlZkpJEgvI9_XaGXZR99KCZZAM/s900/PeachRosePartsList8n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="638" data-original-width="900" height="227" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhpDKwjDS3UNS7I44fHXzeF5mvx06UpyLhtADMkrtvZukuvSwR0ip1uaObLR4Jh-09oTssTM4NR7VgcqrWm2Ddqf9dEKIrUAlmu_B3_Un34fFYdHHpEmvBMFJtwpU1zSQHNPlcbyhMXhAk8iT8-t1rLZMO9yeuQxn9iQlZkpJEgvI9_XaGXZR99KCZZAM/s320/PeachRosePartsList8n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>The Peach Rose chapter has a lot of photographs... forty-two to be exact(!). The above '102' is a photo number. The picture at the top, the finished replication bridle laid out, says '132', and that is currently how many photos are in the book. Compare this to the 83 or so in the entire Guide(!). I have felt the Guide's lack of photos, even though when it was published it was cutting edge. Here I am able to rectify the situation. I just hope I don't go too overboard,...! The main emphasis of my book, after all, will always be the Plates.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1WbTNfAmU8Rn4s-IhhBDObgfJATuv3l9lYDnDFUtgurwpwuM2wRnnqcVVnf-TFb-U4J9pnY51QPmOwKa9gVeNha3M6cfbr5mEmKgoHUClPwuhMrZ8loMjvyU1weZbBn7vz44lwB7HNBmDUtyLh9-V6Rcs6pxStWrzsPy9xV0F_FKZM7Jd8dTd45D9xXA/s900/PlateBB-7.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="751" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1WbTNfAmU8Rn4s-IhhBDObgfJATuv3l9lYDnDFUtgurwpwuM2wRnnqcVVnf-TFb-U4J9pnY51QPmOwKa9gVeNha3M6cfbr5mEmKgoHUClPwuhMrZ8loMjvyU1weZbBn7vz44lwB7HNBmDUtyLh9-V6Rcs6pxStWrzsPy9xV0F_FKZM7Jd8dTd45D9xXA/s320/PlateBB-7.jpg" width="267" /></a></div><p>I was trained as a draftsperson. It has been heavenly pleasure to be drawing and inking again. However, only a third of this next book will be inked plates. The writing is fun too -- we're over 100 pages! It's the photos that are really holding me up. When one extensively documents the making of a single piece of tack, by still photography, one has to choose which photos to use; to process them; to fit them into a page or pages; to number them, and come up with descriptions for the Photo Numbers List, a kind of index. And THEN rewrite the text to accommodate said photos! The process is neither fast nor easy. It once took me a week to do 13 photos. Here are some rejected pictures from just two parts of the Peach Rose chapter:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinIE7RcWnwsCaHn9uxZwKoBfKSW5SccXPX0EBjCW7nTFiBXMhW-cj9hgixGJshDD8e6DbebOgPU7W4B5pb33vueVO5xVG5GBZY9w0IcmoyebeBNl8-N_-o5i3loR5mJ-8syxfR3HEYzuwBWsNNLb5Jnt0ov9LMHuHpFaAq7N_dmUYRfuauBvOMObRS6tE/s582/PeachRoseBrNearCheek4.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="582" data-original-width="453" height="255" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinIE7RcWnwsCaHn9uxZwKoBfKSW5SccXPX0EBjCW7nTFiBXMhW-cj9hgixGJshDD8e6DbebOgPU7W4B5pb33vueVO5xVG5GBZY9w0IcmoyebeBNl8-N_-o5i3loR5mJ-8syxfR3HEYzuwBWsNNLb5Jnt0ov9LMHuHpFaAq7N_dmUYRfuauBvOMObRS6tE/w198-h255/PeachRoseBrNearCheek4.jpg" width="198" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8dnrN7V4Yg9KvvjvS3IBro76cDxWfATyKLnfF1z5DN4BEMxiXkfL001AECeHjxeDYKmOAWn-sYLxCrhnIuKweQMcQENGBMI8sxhq4qZCwhXcfySu1wvSk-f0epjAkpHGu1woCJMMGNk74d64elcVXxEKzRaLfB5hTQCogv126gnvPSEjDc8iR1q21eGQ/s700/PeachRoseCheekButtonwBit4n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="700" data-original-width="442" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8dnrN7V4Yg9KvvjvS3IBro76cDxWfATyKLnfF1z5DN4BEMxiXkfL001AECeHjxeDYKmOAWn-sYLxCrhnIuKweQMcQENGBMI8sxhq4qZCwhXcfySu1wvSk-f0epjAkpHGu1woCJMMGNk74d64elcVXxEKzRaLfB5hTQCogv126gnvPSEjDc8iR1q21eGQ/s320/PeachRoseCheekButtonwBit4n.jpg" width="202" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAm032OGXqy5lX3oXyRNDw85YD2eUuQeeVEKEDCZA826gU9Glvc2-5VEXfLFpp6P7bG5agycErrLtw2sgNaGl26WnfzBDH4lUcpgvR0tOKkIBll4owCSB7eLyQ-Q8WJi4RFdYprZYZeJ9DR8AEOWrsFaROQL0Jd4PO3L-s7Ooz667hY5fZXpgG2c6bet4/s932/PeachRoseCheekLoopFinishing6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="932" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAm032OGXqy5lX3oXyRNDw85YD2eUuQeeVEKEDCZA826gU9Glvc2-5VEXfLFpp6P7bG5agycErrLtw2sgNaGl26WnfzBDH4lUcpgvR0tOKkIBll4owCSB7eLyQ-Q8WJi4RFdYprZYZeJ9DR8AEOWrsFaROQL0Jd4PO3L-s7Ooz667hY5fZXpgG2c6bet4/s320/PeachRoseCheekLoopFinishing6.jpg" width="206" /></a> <br /></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifC0yE9HbXKdUELvg-szwvEKNyhwVrkTni1MR1DPb5HvbXbdB2FzMF4SFLCqYz0TLK73_sa82Mwz-mn46orDd-rGDzmgHMrjCvnUz-9kxvblUtl9c76F7yi2m_5qP8mrcVWu5rD_z5-1lpTBaJz52QAiOQmZfuTw-aLEVloTwXvqkObCPM2cXT9Xi4EuY/s800/PR2ReinEndBttn2-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="611" data-original-width="800" height="244" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifC0yE9HbXKdUELvg-szwvEKNyhwVrkTni1MR1DPb5HvbXbdB2FzMF4SFLCqYz0TLK73_sa82Mwz-mn46orDd-rGDzmgHMrjCvnUz-9kxvblUtl9c76F7yi2m_5qP8mrcVWu5rD_z5-1lpTBaJz52QAiOQmZfuTw-aLEVloTwXvqkObCPM2cXT9Xi4EuY/s320/PR2ReinEndBttn2-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVcr9T0mwymQFlo1rFpP2TPhnC9OKtcbIQPMFW2LITT_nJchCPL5ePAbpUrUarCgMpYlDWsSUqLd6uv3A0D6xAg61GAlLa2WRI6mlaIlBrqPIm9ZpkiCi1tEImEZ1DhIlUrVNJngHIoNTjrQtqz1fzBX1Ux7PFlpHp9_KWo-wK_mk6sPIUe522TG0tMSg/s800/PR2ReinEndBttn9-3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="380" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVcr9T0mwymQFlo1rFpP2TPhnC9OKtcbIQPMFW2LITT_nJchCPL5ePAbpUrUarCgMpYlDWsSUqLd6uv3A0D6xAg61GAlLa2WRI6mlaIlBrqPIm9ZpkiCi1tEImEZ1DhIlUrVNJngHIoNTjrQtqz1fzBX1Ux7PFlpHp9_KWo-wK_mk6sPIUe522TG0tMSg/s320/PR2ReinEndBttn9-3.jpg" width="152" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSoslAJXyZpcUSuVgeTanUljD_CByoyGvM7ZUlfoCeQRG1Ec-XIPqejbBmrm4aEpy7ulXDGSznuMlzzKraiqFP8o1VG4hBTMOkiPeh_TT6riZVCYZcyhz7mGaBOPNMZQ29lEac-A04pLXWmpV3LrMtXYcR-xfUgph5vetE-1xdv37ootrXhiWBMEZLjdo/s800/PR2ReinEndBttn4-5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="598" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSoslAJXyZpcUSuVgeTanUljD_CByoyGvM7ZUlfoCeQRG1Ec-XIPqejbBmrm4aEpy7ulXDGSznuMlzzKraiqFP8o1VG4hBTMOkiPeh_TT6riZVCYZcyhz7mGaBOPNMZQ29lEac-A04pLXWmpV3LrMtXYcR-xfUgph5vetE-1xdv37ootrXhiWBMEZLjdo/s320/PR2ReinEndBttn4-5.jpg" width="239" /></a></div><p></p><p>See what I mean by exhausting? Even so I fear there's a chance that some of what got in is duplication. My frustrating behaviour is that illustrations for a carefully described procedure will often be added to later on, (and thus references have to be stuck in). I have also treated different materials (Mala's is made from sinew, the Peach from embroidery floss) differently. In addition, I've tried to write up the Peach Rose as though it were the first piece a reader turned to, partly because so many hobbyists are more comfortable with embroidery floss than I am myself. And that means even more references,... which is tough because we haven't gotten to pagination yet! When I brought this up with my in-house guru, he said to not refer to page numbers at all, but to sections! So the whole thing is changing constantly.</p><p>Here's another rejected photo. The foal, whom I put in for scale, was later felt to be too distracting. The beads are examples of Hill Tribes Silver. </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFulp96JkBI9pXPsxJYYVc0O1vsU5zzq1prhyphenhypheni1fY_MExAD7JaK9Q6BFMRCEqRWTCkIcWXxOtjfvcMP8gb_sp83C8lvz7CDuFDyf3jIkvdbVkpydG5wXhZadBDMs5xUq0g2WirypFwR8Dfh2WjmpPpB41xJPDZafeLKTsecGb1osEc-0lb4Xn3ihWOoVo/s900/WindyHTS5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="530" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFulp96JkBI9pXPsxJYYVc0O1vsU5zzq1prhyphenhypheni1fY_MExAD7JaK9Q6BFMRCEqRWTCkIcWXxOtjfvcMP8gb_sp83C8lvz7CDuFDyf3jIkvdbVkpydG5wXhZadBDMs5xUq0g2WirypFwR8Dfh2WjmpPpB41xJPDZafeLKTsecGb1osEc-0lb4Xn3ihWOoVo/s320/WindyHTS5.jpg" width="188" /></a></div><p></p><p>Nonetheless, progress has been made. Here's the future back cover portrait of the Peach Rose Bridle:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpvyyNk20mvxz1dj23wZjYZFjjBIM_2tXf_zmQKSwwowpoZRuy0OAQG01TselKxa8Vey1Yt754wV8hw-oqtoOlAG7ViRPvrBp1YiLQi_5BT0fWIlrjN1dJMDpmDYeFUfsQ3ZkIMPrU_gL2zlyKdfMPlpQh1mpMxWgouARc-oKM9UGAQjI7KpaP0g8U3PE/s800/PeachRoseRayNearPor8s.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="773" data-original-width="800" height="309" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpvyyNk20mvxz1dj23wZjYZFjjBIM_2tXf_zmQKSwwowpoZRuy0OAQG01TselKxa8Vey1Yt754wV8hw-oqtoOlAG7ViRPvrBp1YiLQi_5BT0fWIlrjN1dJMDpmDYeFUfsQ3ZkIMPrU_gL2zlyKdfMPlpQh1mpMxWgouARc-oKM9UGAQjI7KpaP0g8U3PE/s320/PeachRoseRayNearPor8s.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>And here's another sneak peek from the back cover. I tried this out in black-and-white and liked it so much. This is Ricky's Bridle, worn by Sheila/Gold Dust, the Bobby Jo mold sculpted by Morgen Kilbourn.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd9k8D6giW_7wPOlflwsLzaUdCaqdoKWOTXJGxPPM3xWujC9ge52WYpMHfW1_PdfwH1oTU3JceZ-bRe6E1FUFjOvJIb-6bOjLe7MX8c86qNEYEA2FDC60yhK2_F7dLI6jQFnhlrDJv3QQKovbV7qGRY43qu33KsbvmolyTORUj9uz5Ug33viBZHjrf66o/s900/RikkiGoldDustOffPorB&W6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="640" height="453" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd9k8D6giW_7wPOlflwsLzaUdCaqdoKWOTXJGxPPM3xWujC9ge52WYpMHfW1_PdfwH1oTU3JceZ-bRe6E1FUFjOvJIb-6bOjLe7MX8c86qNEYEA2FDC60yhK2_F7dLI6jQFnhlrDJv3QQKovbV7qGRY43qu33KsbvmolyTORUj9uz5Ug33viBZHjrf66o/w323-h453/RikkiGoldDustOffPorB&W6.jpg" width="323" /></a></div><p></p><p> Here's a link to the book's <a href="https://timarustarii.blogspot.com/2023/11/progress-report-2.html" target="_blank">Progress Report 2</a> blog post. And here's <a href="https://timarustarii.blogspot.com/2023/03/progress-report-no-1-meet-eight.html" target="_blank">Meet the 8</a>, the name of the 1st progress report.<br /></p><p>My next book is not going to make BreyerFest,... but it might be finished by the fall. November 6 will be the 26th anniversary of the publishing of the Guide. If you can't make one year, try for the next...<br /></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-51158058808703181042024-02-17T10:29:00.000-05:002024-02-17T10:29:24.065-05:00Wacahoota at Wykoff<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVnIlTYAK_L-rlkg-zx5UsAusoUviRRxSJh2RoVFaKfJk1SiVrhTsV2sSqurEoDlNG25NXa9Q2rxerwsc8qKCt-8_yHqfOYb86lcotMeYMDSjCerQ8qUjHTiFT3UpEvuPXEIwtiq2RiirW9Q7vTBTNRo4IgX01_nPUR_9zjH9albX8MDGXNlR2KnlzuMQ/s900/WacaWykoff1-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="506" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVnIlTYAK_L-rlkg-zx5UsAusoUviRRxSJh2RoVFaKfJk1SiVrhTsV2sSqurEoDlNG25NXa9Q2rxerwsc8qKCt-8_yHqfOYb86lcotMeYMDSjCerQ8qUjHTiFT3UpEvuPXEIwtiq2RiirW9Q7vTBTNRo4IgX01_nPUR_9zjH9albX8MDGXNlR2KnlzuMQ/s320/WacaWykoff1-5.jpg" width="180" /></a></div>Last Sunday I had the privilege of hiking on a sunny day in the Quehanna Wild Area, in north-central Pennsylvania. No snow! New horse! Practicing taking pictures with the cell phone (I am still seriously behind in this skill). New-ish hackamore: This particular piece was made in 2018, and it was never meant to sell. It's all my own, something that fits every horse in the herd. It has its own blog post: <a href="https://timarustarii.blogspot.com/2018/05/the-kings-herd-2-hackamores.html" target="_blank">Kings Herds Hackamore II</a>. So, this post will be short, narrow in scope, indulgent and totally cellular.<p></p><p><i>But what great portraits.</i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3BBvxoioegP_00TaoRXs5JdArTaxw9mutld6u5r8jFzxyWnniF-O3Leh-ysNoh2Y23rR2677RPBg1F__eKipGiItBvrqeevbXxRhoL4M_50Xrai3B-ozerdBNt-ZsfLlR46tDFmbrdKqnfdmwkKuUDVyR37eeX9icdGKaFxRU4El8tTtvdQgVXpyppUU/s900/WacaWykoff2-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="506" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3BBvxoioegP_00TaoRXs5JdArTaxw9mutld6u5r8jFzxyWnniF-O3Leh-ysNoh2Y23rR2677RPBg1F__eKipGiItBvrqeevbXxRhoL4M_50Xrai3B-ozerdBNt-ZsfLlR46tDFmbrdKqnfdmwkKuUDVyR37eeX9icdGKaFxRU4El8tTtvdQgVXpyppUU/s320/WacaWykoff2-5.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><p>I have shot tack here before: <a href="https://timarustarii.blogspot.com/2016/06/tsii-442-medieval-vine.html" target="_blank">TSII #442, Medieval Vine</a>. The wildlife viewing platform (located at the intersection of Quehanna Highway and Wykoff road) is just about perfect for this sport. It's so much like a barn in its framing that you would never guess you're deep in the forest and miles from anywhere. I love its warm wood tones and wide sills, just right for the Trad horse.<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg39W3i7T3Vq61Vyf9Ng0yMu7KiS6iMcD2k5jVLbkqbd9vsLEL7ttjkavcueto2OJCmxIEV5fa_Uofp4s8eXOGldr-h8Tg8H2G34MOlBMksBl2u301PIY7qJz5VXVx1aHzYCkQ5ZK0ofj-4JnyAu3TbEmN5Xuy0ZjgaQJpJ-5oQAgFW9c5kvEed2BvnW5s/s900/WacaWykoff3-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="506" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg39W3i7T3Vq61Vyf9Ng0yMu7KiS6iMcD2k5jVLbkqbd9vsLEL7ttjkavcueto2OJCmxIEV5fa_Uofp4s8eXOGldr-h8Tg8H2G34MOlBMksBl2u301PIY7qJz5VXVx1aHzYCkQ5ZK0ofj-4JnyAu3TbEmN5Xuy0ZjgaQJpJ-5oQAgFW9c5kvEed2BvnW5s/w227-h404/WacaWykoff3-5.jpg" width="227" /></a></div><p>He makes a particularly good subject for portraits. The alert ears, the flowing mane, the knowing eye all command attention. Above all I love the glorious color and gloss! To be honest, I had the excuse that I needed a nice photo of this particular hackamore for my next book. I wanted to show the nosepiece up close. But what I was really doing was playing.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkMJ-KMdWDmr3NKfakCpU2dAkUxnCirxT6rCryCt5kwOFmd_pUBsCgDLe7HdwwUgk7cDZ50Xfc1qZLcC8JEainhFNW_nDh_CfXzqxjcrbBuGDvNFar1EQ1dV7ABf1mR6w7MzbgcuRb4PcnV8-GGvnjTjLRRv-oYcz8IyRaOPWrkCWw8lgSvHuVMWby4EY/s800/WacaWykoffNearQtrPor8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="800" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkMJ-KMdWDmr3NKfakCpU2dAkUxnCirxT6rCryCt5kwOFmd_pUBsCgDLe7HdwwUgk7cDZ50Xfc1qZLcC8JEainhFNW_nDh_CfXzqxjcrbBuGDvNFar1EQ1dV7ABf1mR6w7MzbgcuRb4PcnV8-GGvnjTjLRRv-oYcz8IyRaOPWrkCWw8lgSvHuVMWby4EY/s320/WacaWykoffNearQtrPor8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p> Playing, playing... wait until there's nobody else there (a few hikers always around), wait even until George has gone off on his own, after birds. Fiddle with the camera. Fuss with the reins. Despite its primitiveness, the cell phone camera does not distort, as my fancy Fuji does.<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2U844NSQyik9kmwE7pRgo-M9LZB085AukPoxmp8iQ8b-4z4TXri4eYxnzb4M2K9AIuttq0bcbl40VEsKupSlZvV3kP8tvlgkyX8QI7uD6b7QaB_27i_yX2zRX9VL5m9W1pNCkDYAfScT2MYky6V_upYNfWgDdkVfDX0esdh1CH2p5igupXLVgSY29rQ8/s900/WacaWykoff4-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="506" height="484" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2U844NSQyik9kmwE7pRgo-M9LZB085AukPoxmp8iQ8b-4z4TXri4eYxnzb4M2K9AIuttq0bcbl40VEsKupSlZvV3kP8tvlgkyX8QI7uD6b7QaB_27i_yX2zRX9VL5m9W1pNCkDYAfScT2MYky6V_upYNfWgDdkVfDX0esdh1CH2p5igupXLVgSY29rQ8/w272-h484/WacaWykoff4-5.jpg" width="272" /></a></div><p></p><p>The first shot taken (second here), showing his forehand, didn't work. The camera focused on the background. But the rest of them did work. The red in the reins and buttons strongly harmonizes with the deep chestnut. The blue in the nosepiece, actually an accident if you read its post, really makes things pop. The story behind that blue is so much the classic blessing-in-disguise story! I gave up on it as a nasty un-finish-able mistake and then decided I loved it as it was...<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkvwSqaBs6NLVMYFU5AMUnOJ51NN2lUF8_ByE1WzW0eyuxGQfmgn8S80hioNdso-qOZAI1ZY70K54exSfHJGu8pHEDvK6ntbUb4O9USJ_eewNjcjQ66cYpyotraEdkmgac7XJcWiISlULPBenGVSGppbo7AAYsjkAbOgQKL7jBlInCg7EqL-jDbPkqlbk/s900/WacaWykoff5-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="506" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkvwSqaBs6NLVMYFU5AMUnOJ51NN2lUF8_ByE1WzW0eyuxGQfmgn8S80hioNdso-qOZAI1ZY70K54exSfHJGu8pHEDvK6ntbUb4O9USJ_eewNjcjQ66cYpyotraEdkmgac7XJcWiISlULPBenGVSGppbo7AAYsjkAbOgQKL7jBlInCg7EqL-jDbPkqlbk/s320/WacaWykoff5-5.jpg" width="180" /></a></div>What a horse! Yes, this is my first Troubadour.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEm9-80nNbW6oJHWHMlgljlCDmhyphenhyphenQQ7C9wZdh6U0iKozabfSi8ARvHpj2uWB9EJCFOApidGsyPYfboLNMI18HzArmlDcsGhuIZa70B1bvZx7_W0sm39Wg26DPqAFA1ZOXSJJ5pFa5QTUVofdfC4Crb1xrooCFXa-Z4V3i_LBZ1VnaoafyuSy45vM9BZ8A/s900/WacaWykoff6-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="506" height="476" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEm9-80nNbW6oJHWHMlgljlCDmhyphenhyphenQQ7C9wZdh6U0iKozabfSi8ARvHpj2uWB9EJCFOApidGsyPYfboLNMI18HzArmlDcsGhuIZa70B1bvZx7_W0sm39Wg26DPqAFA1ZOXSJJ5pFa5QTUVofdfC4Crb1xrooCFXa-Z4V3i_LBZ1VnaoafyuSy45vM9BZ8A/w268-h476/WacaWykoff6-5.jpg" width="268" /></a></div><br />This is the last shot on location, with me leaning out of the platform and suspending him over the forest floor.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEKuP8gaC-0h7OOOID4b3SdaKPH9pMPpiTv3feBHnsQUJdp9s4kCu6YHfAUtDhZ2JmpbMm_4QZ5s-fKjjPUepVZ3-47udMKiSL20ZiG9Dm4doouqSTe42AmpL7_kWLNnL-ZsEDDfcxAjdKMCmp2Ig9vxAe-EevjYg3d73aSM7ouLkrNYneL0RHC31fR18/s900/WacaWykoff7-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="506" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEKuP8gaC-0h7OOOID4b3SdaKPH9pMPpiTv3feBHnsQUJdp9s4kCu6YHfAUtDhZ2JmpbMm_4QZ5s-fKjjPUepVZ3-47udMKiSL20ZiG9Dm4doouqSTe42AmpL7_kWLNnL-ZsEDDfcxAjdKMCmp2Ig9vxAe-EevjYg3d73aSM7ouLkrNYneL0RHC31fR18/s320/WacaWykoff7-5.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><br />And here's the book shot:<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAqqmeJKKl10inGihIApA1RXr44_ZKob43aQlUfIB6zRGvJaCD2OYEVOEb0KftzzEVtdffExbe7dbGLL_JZVaeqt8rEscq9jFInEIs9OP7b4CwCnV5oL7QJeoYS2zkm5Dit7Ljj4esODCqEvKtNuFrcXGVP9ir1M2od06Tvv-YHOPYk7dADn7wHkBisyI/s800/WacaWykoffNose5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="593" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAqqmeJKKl10inGihIApA1RXr44_ZKob43aQlUfIB6zRGvJaCD2OYEVOEb0KftzzEVtdffExbe7dbGLL_JZVaeqt8rEscq9jFInEIs9OP7b4CwCnV5oL7QJeoYS2zkm5Dit7Ljj4esODCqEvKtNuFrcXGVP9ir1M2od06Tvv-YHOPYk7dADn7wHkBisyI/s320/WacaWykoffNose5.jpg" width="237" /></a></div><p></p><p>Now, when you read my next book, you'll know how and where this particular photo came from!</p><p>Speaking of the book, I just finished the fourth of 8 pieces and am hoping to post a Progress Report in the next week or so. In this last half of February, eagerly watching the NaMoPaiMo finishers, I am thinking of the first NMPM. I didn't paint then, but made a piece of tack alongside all the excitement. I'm in that state now. Who knows how far I'll be able to get. My inner heart is in the race and cheering for all.<br /><br /><br /><br /></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-10112136337451773002024-02-11T22:13:00.001-05:002024-02-12T10:03:20.920-05:00My FL Name Game<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBcJrq73djGTjaJ1WlIah7PP_IJp8jzlK8353DvAC19lVDxG550Oyl2SI7G4F-iR5mfYZXAwsUcsrl5AqZTrdP9WnLTV_NMTAWYP3rarBcealrTQyp29EE75Xk0t_zVBvlvyPKxLmIn-sSM_TVxCjTovxXUddnmNFyz3H_hCQrndzxf6GNxH_GLKc64aU/s800/PalmHenge3-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBcJrq73djGTjaJ1WlIah7PP_IJp8jzlK8353DvAC19lVDxG550Oyl2SI7G4F-iR5mfYZXAwsUcsrl5AqZTrdP9WnLTV_NMTAWYP3rarBcealrTQyp29EE75Xk0t_zVBvlvyPKxLmIn-sSM_TVxCjTovxXUddnmNFyz3H_hCQrndzxf6GNxH_GLKc64aU/s320/PalmHenge3-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>Ever since I went down to Florida in 2018 and got a name for my Emerson, I've been playing this game. For two separate years, the result has been one name for one horse for the entire trip. In the most recent year, however (2024), the result of one trip has been three names. And one of the intended recipients wasn't purchased at the time! You know you're in love when you name a horse you haven't bought. But let's start at the beginning.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxkTzaWjO9G1R-fdLFUaK7EP7vrl5jaO7dejM8yptdK6BlT0vPx5BHREiz3LgqO8km74MnC9ZMzFbSNcklSuGEBZy_TjvkHZgOwyiWrBQl-bylKlmDZip79BPeJRddAVBlXYUMWfTO4Hp0cW39wsIDaKqR8482QUmrmQJSDo-MiJGlnlm5_YWwIC_CgHU/s800/PalatEngTrail8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxkTzaWjO9G1R-fdLFUaK7EP7vrl5jaO7dejM8yptdK6BlT0vPx5BHREiz3LgqO8km74MnC9ZMzFbSNcklSuGEBZy_TjvkHZgOwyiWrBQl-bylKlmDZip79BPeJRddAVBlXYUMWfTO4Hp0cW39wsIDaKqR8482QUmrmQJSDo-MiJGlnlm5_YWwIC_CgHU/s320/PalatEngTrail8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>The first instance of this very personal behaviour was Emerson and our Christmas 2018 visit to Florida. The model had come out that year, as a Premiere Club horse, and how fortunate I was to find one on the secondary market (for a bargain price), since I wasn't a Premiere member. I was greatly impressed by this horse. My family regularly took canoeing and birding trips down to Florida, and I knew from experience how much easier it was to find a horse name while on the road. I wanted to both honor the new stallion and find a way to memorialize the trip itself. It should be obvious: I <i>love</i> naming my horses! </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkJdWPl8MI8sjXpn_cM3E3S0e8zGujaGbbmB85LgysPmIoPMjHVWIN-K9X_acCxUhsCKHFdvYEZ2emT3x8xA32tuxtTF_L0abVDDk2_hzGDhLBqveNugoznhMCxFEezlULzZgU98_GPYfq2CMo6ylo8XhKmTDHyFJicrXR1qXwXJ4xxGaDA2wHvAUUmtk/s800/PalatlaPyrNoMotor8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkJdWPl8MI8sjXpn_cM3E3S0e8zGujaGbbmB85LgysPmIoPMjHVWIN-K9X_acCxUhsCKHFdvYEZ2emT3x8xA32tuxtTF_L0abVDDk2_hzGDhLBqveNugoznhMCxFEezlULzZgU98_GPYfq2CMo6ylo8XhKmTDHyFJicrXR1qXwXJ4xxGaDA2wHvAUUmtk/s320/PalatlaPyrNoMotor8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>Somewhere very west of Orlando, we passed a park sign near its lake. And I found my name. Few horses in my herd have five-syllable names, and this one gets cut down in everyday use to Palat, but it was grand enough to satisfy my requirements. The emphasis is on the second syllable: <b><span style="font-size: x-small;">Palatlakaha</span></b><br /></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzp6oY7wm_HGASPXZjDONxS0Le2eVpKxmKzndj4LdzwfmV4PgJmPc-_8fti-b40YTNm7Cp5ezmUij7cSD8Ey03J07zRPut0FRObYixsOOl2EkAXiob74cGDS5fn98ueDhsGEndNfh6mwPMcn1jXC-dROUbKsYfW989ZRFKD7O6_gA-NJUi59CHA_eacAg/s800/PalatWestNearFull8.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzp6oY7wm_HGASPXZjDONxS0Le2eVpKxmKzndj4LdzwfmV4PgJmPc-_8fti-b40YTNm7Cp5ezmUij7cSD8Ey03J07zRPut0FRObYixsOOl2EkAXiob74cGDS5fn98ueDhsGEndNfh6mwPMcn1jXC-dROUbKsYfW989ZRFKD7O6_gA-NJUi59CHA_eacAg/s320/PalatWestNearFull8.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Palatlakaha</td></tr></tbody></table><br />The next instance was with Chadwick, the 2022 Collector Club Web Special. (There's a pattern here: Clearly I love this mold!) Despite initial reservations about this horse (he has his own blog post <a href="https://timarustarii.blogspot.com/2022/12/chadwick.html" target="_blank">here</a>), I did indeed learn to love him, and carried him south with our Christmas canoe trip -- which was actually in January of 2023. He found his name all right, while we were in the City of Marcos Island. The adventures we went through finding it - driving around Marcos Island sight-seeing and birding - and the joy and wonder of that day combined to give this particular name the greatest level of glory and power yet. Truly when I found it I felt the name was too good for the horse. It took a while for him to get used to it. <b><span style="font-size: x-small;">Caxambas</span></b><br /><p></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiejmA0Hw8N13FRskyDgGz3f53IiA4ZMVvryL-9oCRnYnkifp2F1-XVLN4Bs1N7xvNGt_L-bzvfWd9eAiKOEQbt84VFCNYn9OgqXM2kiwX5SQ6rVcLhNyvDVqdC2ZNlFHD2Iu_5pRBmH_10qfmksmuYNan2UGIoUY0LAGw4YFYP5IojQN5VirBC9ow3LQI/s800/CaxIndyNathanMarsh8.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiejmA0Hw8N13FRskyDgGz3f53IiA4ZMVvryL-9oCRnYnkifp2F1-XVLN4Bs1N7xvNGt_L-bzvfWd9eAiKOEQbt84VFCNYn9OgqXM2kiwX5SQ6rVcLhNyvDVqdC2ZNlFHD2Iu_5pRBmH_10qfmksmuYNan2UGIoUY0LAGw4YFYP5IojQN5VirBC9ow3LQI/s320/CaxIndyNathanMarsh8.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Caxambas</td></tr></tbody></table><br />Somewhat naturally, this name has been quite hard to pronounce. We never got a chance to ask a native. I find three ways to pronounce it: Cacks-Ambas (awkward); Cass-Ambas (what I'm usually using); and Cah-Zambas, a version probably acceptable but which I just don't use.<p></p><p>To this day I'm reminded of the beautiful city which had this name as a road and a bay.</p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb_Me4mY9Ksha6_ECO59vgIL-bFvppCysUO_rRNU2rAlPkrpRBCHnF2MiFaCKmltEtbE48hdbnBv3umLBeCN4oiilWtL4Z_G1F7mPNJR7cn7GG2ElKjibmwam8GtOWu-i_hyphenhyphenSjXXvlBdAXCpLoMuQpJU4t-bNQGe_Vu8_V3N-xnmehXw7cx5R1WRs3TIE/s1340/Screen%20Shot%202024-02-04%20at%209.45.03%20AM.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="562" data-original-width="1340" height="228" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb_Me4mY9Ksha6_ECO59vgIL-bFvppCysUO_rRNU2rAlPkrpRBCHnF2MiFaCKmltEtbE48hdbnBv3umLBeCN4oiilWtL4Z_G1F7mPNJR7cn7GG2ElKjibmwam8GtOWu-i_hyphenhyphenSjXXvlBdAXCpLoMuQpJU4t-bNQGe_Vu8_V3N-xnmehXw7cx5R1WRs3TIE/w544-h228/Screen%20Shot%202024-02-04%20at%209.45.03%20AM.png" width="544" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Image from Google Maps: South Marco Island FL<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p><br />This past January my family went down to FL for our traditional canoeing and birding trip, and I took along an unnamed Classic scale horse for the game. Here he is posing on the rocks of Huguenot Beach. There was nobody else around (which almost never happens!).</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjno236-6c9WpccJAmalOMrg3BS0IDL2RaNXSnVYqFEOSUbbZjLmldyEVKjTjp12YqKRYs5h5knDvNDdT8Bf51STpEhPbFqmyk4nE9EQdiAnEGr6wmSz1L-FGxkurTUl04UWtFVsVgLIxNZY2OqSrGClYsfvZpKdyjGj4nuXQyVP805lOOlL9As4_-9n9E/s800/ChacalaAtHuguenotBeach8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="800" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjno236-6c9WpccJAmalOMrg3BS0IDL2RaNXSnVYqFEOSUbbZjLmldyEVKjTjp12YqKRYs5h5knDvNDdT8Bf51STpEhPbFqmyk4nE9EQdiAnEGr6wmSz1L-FGxkurTUl04UWtFVsVgLIxNZY2OqSrGClYsfvZpKdyjGj4nuXQyVP805lOOlL9As4_-9n9E/s320/ChacalaAtHuguenotBeach8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p></p><p> Later, we were paddling on Puzzle Lake, which only exists when there has been a massive amount of rain on the St John River. There had been! In case this all looks familiar, it's because my <i>FaceBook cover picture was taken here,</i> back in 2018, under similar conditions of flood. There is an unnamed (!) island that is only an island when there's been too much flooding on the St John. It looks like StoneHenge rising from the Amesbury Plain, if you're out canoeing on Puzzle Lake:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZPAG8CtckQRU36vXttaaxRjMgE9h7gQ2C31BCMuSkqu30TPHIxuIGydkooiL37V6iUa24yqbVnZaVvyM5jBmY2Pkv_Ixhj-2D4IEQqsbo8LQ-Kjnj7OIfWIKXzFhNUA75p9veLin0nOwpTgMLUuIh0RF3TUGr5ngAYJpSiEizA1LdLPyvsUNBh7lw1pU/s800/PalmHenge1-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZPAG8CtckQRU36vXttaaxRjMgE9h7gQ2C31BCMuSkqu30TPHIxuIGydkooiL37V6iUa24yqbVnZaVvyM5jBmY2Pkv_Ixhj-2D4IEQqsbo8LQ-Kjnj7OIfWIKXzFhNUA75p9veLin0nOwpTgMLUuIh0RF3TUGr5ngAYJpSiEizA1LdLPyvsUNBh7lw1pU/s320/PalmHenge1-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Closer:<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEaw42BHnr5BJsCcSUnq2O1RxvI0GK7mgtJ_eYvKQkp0x6RzXsdEASS1Kkcn4f6jOtfdfmdvoqjw8nPCGhNMW1pUxGCgzb6mHkZYl0CvRHyuQ_x1DZHnW3m6qL8VfDT_s-yZXmfhlrfxT640pwCATDOM4IyTN-DmPeW5r2hlS4dCByurnHLkf7TgXZOr0/s800/PalmHenge2-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEaw42BHnr5BJsCcSUnq2O1RxvI0GK7mgtJ_eYvKQkp0x6RzXsdEASS1Kkcn4f6jOtfdfmdvoqjw8nPCGhNMW1pUxGCgzb6mHkZYl0CvRHyuQ_x1DZHnW3m6qL8VfDT_s-yZXmfhlrfxT640pwCATDOM4IyTN-DmPeW5r2hlS4dCByurnHLkf7TgXZOr0/s320/PalmHenge2-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />This is our magic place, a place that only exists every few years, and it's even more rare that we get a chance to actually land there. It's only the second time in our lives that this chain of events occurred.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZeJLY9bIidrz6vmeBhDmoQKMKEjkPIWIMELFMKiR5ZzFRHK4fcDUwL99e10Ex-NFB_4d95NU-kmZxCv4B84U8LXTfWJN8GRPYU6IKId9BwyaEwrS5asQtjTv7zmwYyeVzUDpps5t-dvLchGNEhuxJOPBLrA5k077Me8QlYciqMGZhdnYxGnoYtfsEWg8/s800/PalmHenge3-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZeJLY9bIidrz6vmeBhDmoQKMKEjkPIWIMELFMKiR5ZzFRHK4fcDUwL99e10Ex-NFB_4d95NU-kmZxCv4B84U8LXTfWJN8GRPYU6IKId9BwyaEwrS5asQtjTv7zmwYyeVzUDpps5t-dvLchGNEhuxJOPBLrA5k077Me8QlYciqMGZhdnYxGnoYtfsEWg8/s320/PalmHenge3-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Can you spot the horse? Balanced precariously on the bow, just for this series of pictures, taken at the exact same location my old FB cover shot was taken:<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIqEROpEFLyONs0q3ocRf_xbUD-PaVwbr9rOaHt0AQRJhUsCI7i4xcZoiBv9uv63sfMigBSNIdGkhtO_CoUlunMWhCeqsnDn6to-cI2EMUGa8b6rByiXHtN8Mhh23NYrSzjIF9aAKCrVzuRTX09jxrdrBR7b2MC7I5ZgotGvWt2S_OhThyiSw_WC2yAXA/s800/PalmHenge4-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIqEROpEFLyONs0q3ocRf_xbUD-PaVwbr9rOaHt0AQRJhUsCI7i4xcZoiBv9uv63sfMigBSNIdGkhtO_CoUlunMWhCeqsnDn6to-cI2EMUGa8b6rByiXHtN8Mhh23NYrSzjIF9aAKCrVzuRTX09jxrdrBR7b2MC7I5ZgotGvWt2S_OhThyiSw_WC2yAXA/s320/PalmHenge4-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p> It was at this moment that we named the island, and the horse wanted to share such a royal title: PalmHenge.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAAt1OQ7k3qLy2BJ8PTtMiyC8aO36leJp001KeLCzHoQ_uGDPoJR58ZC-JpchK16qQaGQ1liZw4MgJCqKkZYBr1BSD3TUKTPmWCMyIyJ-M5SOaI-RlrW-WrE_-Z8WiGUbQZyLbwtQy94IKuIAUJb1MU7Oj9K6sVVYKNx-8jhMf9B4y0EsacYwamXnIWQM/s800/PalmHenge5-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAAt1OQ7k3qLy2BJ8PTtMiyC8aO36leJp001KeLCzHoQ_uGDPoJR58ZC-JpchK16qQaGQ1liZw4MgJCqKkZYBr1BSD3TUKTPmWCMyIyJ-M5SOaI-RlrW-WrE_-Z8WiGUbQZyLbwtQy94IKuIAUJb1MU7Oj9K6sVVYKNx-8jhMf9B4y0EsacYwamXnIWQM/s320/PalmHenge5-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Not just crossing my own beams, the model horse life and the canoeing life, but adding in the rarity and specialness of the place to my family. <br /></p><p>But even at the time, I felt this title was a heavy load for so small and undeveloped a horse to carry. Later, when we went hiking in Paynes Prairie Preserve, he found a name he liked a lot better. He told me so pretty strongly (they do this), and I was relieved. It was the name of a trail in the Preserve. <b><span style="font-size: x-small;"> Chacala </span></b> This shot was posted to my FB:</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikQJyJuwNwimpNKoz8cgenweItiRqKxc_XEiDHDZHG2WCtPgYuNw5ga70nlo4x6hS-xrNcj5hh5WAAK9LgsNujwObsC2cGD6j0m014pB238MHroxzcKuSAypJfOfS6MHr99xPaDTjgd1lfyWIRhn8FkDpdKu4FXO-NQNDRVcN6lZAlZR3YNzYofRKONQ8/s800/ChacalaAtChacalaPaynesPrairie8.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="450" height="379" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikQJyJuwNwimpNKoz8cgenweItiRqKxc_XEiDHDZHG2WCtPgYuNw5ga70nlo4x6hS-xrNcj5hh5WAAK9LgsNujwObsC2cGD6j0m014pB238MHroxzcKuSAypJfOfS6MHr99xPaDTjgd1lfyWIRhn8FkDpdKu4FXO-NQNDRVcN6lZAlZR3YNzYofRKONQ8/w213-h379/ChacalaAtChacalaPaynesPrairie8.jpg" width="213" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chacala</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>So he will be known as Chacala of PalmHenge.</p><p>I mentioned an unpurchased horse. I had been wanting this one since he was released, and over the vacation my desire hardened into commitment. </p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLvPY9UAkyz7AaXljg3tkWqD4h2QE7uAUd8vmI2DGnC4bu54tOM5POo62ourPzaI8kLhJ1AuzVeCWHxsW3DDCO61itV1n7wsaZ1ZLKUZbYhgDcRH1h8B5am8GwukCDK3VpNU77hCHkDC5wVFlJ-z6uj4V2S3i1k0RkbiG7V5gLRR283FjJm11fTgMWdjc/s464/MorganQuestNativeSun.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="394" data-original-width="464" height="272" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLvPY9UAkyz7AaXljg3tkWqD4h2QE7uAUd8vmI2DGnC4bu54tOM5POo62ourPzaI8kLhJ1AuzVeCWHxsW3DDCO61itV1n7wsaZ1ZLKUZbYhgDcRH1h8B5am8GwukCDK3VpNU77hCHkDC5wVFlJ-z6uj4V2S3i1k0RkbiG7V5gLRR283FjJm11fTgMWdjc/s320/MorganQuestNativeSun.png" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Photo from eBay (the one I wound up buying)<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>Another trail in the same Preserve suddenly seemed perfect for this gorgeous but expensive Morgan. Now I ask you: Is this not an amazing name? <b><span style="font-size: x-small;">Wacahoota</span></b><br /></p><p>When we returned home, I scoured eBay and consulted with a dealer friend (thanks Margaret <i>again!</i>), then plumped for one a good deal reduced from his issue price. Today (Sunday) we went hiking in the Quehanna, central Pennsylvania; and this picture was taken at the Wykoff Run wildlife viewing platform.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ve1tUk8AQzQ7W4m_OMfMxcF4cTeoj-OUBcjPZaL-QmqpJqWD73367s8jG0bwA1tVz11yIsIFwIu9r7DHCQdNxdbAtz2UsY-yxXPRrM0op0l9SJ0J1gT2XfHXpEbt1dT8zy01w9gATVZgsIHTwn8JaCb5irN-DHgfGqYuT9glOMsYMSjwD9dYlNpFy68/s800/WacaWykoffNearQtrPor8.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="800" height="273" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ve1tUk8AQzQ7W4m_OMfMxcF4cTeoj-OUBcjPZaL-QmqpJqWD73367s8jG0bwA1tVz11yIsIFwIu9r7DHCQdNxdbAtz2UsY-yxXPRrM0op0l9SJ0J1gT2XfHXpEbt1dT8zy01w9gATVZgsIHTwn8JaCb5irN-DHgfGqYuT9glOMsYMSjwD9dYlNpFy68/w486-h273/WacaWykoffNearQtrPor8.jpg" width="486" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wacahoota</td></tr></tbody></table><p>He is starting out his life in grand fashion!</p><p>The third name was seen on a lake we passed in Florida. <b><span style="font-size: x-small;">Lochloosa </span></b> This is the least of the five, and goes to a horse who has been known ever since I got him (2018) as Loughnatusa. Now <i>that</i> is a tough name to pronounce! Like PalmHenge, the horse himself was telling me he wasn't quite comfortable with it. I think in this case Lochloosa was chosen because it was similar but easier to say. The horse in question is mentioned in a blog post: <a href="https://timarustarii.blogspot.com/2018/07/the-traditional-loot-shots.html" target="_blank">The Traditional Loot Shots</a>.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvLGGIGgCH3M6IlJeXp3JpECYYs9KoIZf0hfSRjK4lhAU_OXXbukHUN4d2q6onAPUWeIQAgCKAtOTky62mGpKJwzFwOohuweIdjKzJpEm2aOpLq4eba4HC7w9CpeGKHu2Qh9hrEjcNbjUT_kURXe646jJTJlknN8cm4Mj8tkVU4Qeu8roZG6B4jam9OK0/s800/KilbPr3-8.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="620" data-original-width="800" height="248" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvLGGIGgCH3M6IlJeXp3JpECYYs9KoIZf0hfSRjK4lhAU_OXXbukHUN4d2q6onAPUWeIQAgCKAtOTky62mGpKJwzFwOohuweIdjKzJpEm2aOpLq4eba4HC7w9CpeGKHu2Qh9hrEjcNbjUT_kURXe646jJTJlknN8cm4Mj8tkVU4Qeu8roZG6B4jam9OK0/s320/KilbPr3-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lochloosa</td></tr></tbody></table><p>The fabulous blanket is by Nichelle Jones.<br /></p><p>*********************************************************</p><p><b>Production Notes: </b>One reason why this post took so long was that getting all the Florida pictures off their various cameras somehow took psychic effort at a time when I didn't have any extra. Another reason is I've been trying to work on my next book as well as fit back in from a long trip (we had to replace our windshield, still ongoing!). I'm hoping to post a Progress Report on the book soon. Another delay was waiting for Wacahoota to arrive; and, I got to re-learn how to download cell phone pix! Living in the digital age is a constant challenge for me; but the <b><span style="font-size: x-small;">REAL</span></b> challenge is time management! Thank you for your patience.<br /></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-65345249774042651232023-12-23T20:31:00.002-05:002023-12-27T19:38:55.469-05:00Three of a Kind<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgykA3-YD3jfIRbUnpr-gVnYJhJksjFQ_Nh6bq_r6M8uvdvJu97peymT4OBgsLZlpRMn4NvYHFX6kzGyoyAy0nGpSvswyN70H50P0CU-6H-3MPffjWSI3qWgLk1G_b1RzeF2_prVhqDahfHQFHtWDLreDOYBAQMrbTYSZ2qJtZEp0OHd3l6p9XZ2ZvsUs8/s900/TrioTrio9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="726" data-original-width="900" height="258" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgykA3-YD3jfIRbUnpr-gVnYJhJksjFQ_Nh6bq_r6M8uvdvJu97peymT4OBgsLZlpRMn4NvYHFX6kzGyoyAy0nGpSvswyN70H50P0CU-6H-3MPffjWSI3qWgLk1G_b1RzeF2_prVhqDahfHQFHtWDLreDOYBAQMrbTYSZ2qJtZEp0OHd3l6p9XZ2ZvsUs8/s320/TrioTrio9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>The title is a bit misleading since this post is actually about nine enamel pins -- three threes. Two new quaggas, one new Zigby and one new Runedeer came into my collection just last week, resulting in a bunch of trios, and I am ecstatic. I'm hooked! One problem will be presenting pins that I'm posing vertically but photographing horizontally. I also did a fair bit of PhotoShopping here to clean up the background (down dust!) and set off some pins (stop crowding!). But in general I'm pretty pleased with how they all came out. Such talent Mink has!!<br /></p><p>First, let's look at the quaggas and the Thanksgiving Zigby, since they came in first.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibdXxYruwQiX6Y2_hyphenhyphenMG2hWK6lFHFoGZISU1NIOk-DrC51R9MnxrowKpBTIONMV1S1rgs55cGxBMHfQspRIsoWVQwYQL2vyPujxv27-UVKRXw0BWKAbenu63OK_sEkEyXkQKTEAoAuKz44EFyEPvD1XVP7XS6Ymp05uLeLk110MSw6hk7qOCoXsnvhCgY/s905/MinkPinQuaggasTxgZigby9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="905" height="177" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibdXxYruwQiX6Y2_hyphenhyphenMG2hWK6lFHFoGZISU1NIOk-DrC51R9MnxrowKpBTIONMV1S1rgs55cGxBMHfQspRIsoWVQwYQL2vyPujxv27-UVKRXw0BWKAbenu63OK_sEkEyXkQKTEAoAuKz44EFyEPvD1XVP7XS6Ymp05uLeLk110MSw6hk7qOCoXsnvhCgY/s320/MinkPinQuaggasTxgZigby9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>Sarah Minkiewicz's Cave Pony Quagga is one of the most popular designs of all the Cave Ponies. Technically he might not be a pony at all, but---!! The original quagga, first sold as a pin July 28, 2022, has appeared since then on merchandise ranging from blankets to earrings, in mug bundles, on a backpack, on an embroidered patch, on the ice cream bowl, and of course as stickers. I shouldn't've been surprised when, exactly a year later (July 28 '23) two more quaggas were first introduced. But now I had to decide whether to pursue their new larger versions. They were offered in both 2.25" and the original 1.5". For an enamel pin, that's a big difference in size.</p><p>I chose to stick with my smaller, first Quagga's size. Here are my three Quaggas, with the original on the bottom:</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA_G7iWqmQ9ZWvaEOchP7apnm0vl4I667VZ1nXb8K_tes9-TDLm9t4LcORNAAG2oCxf33Nz_3y0x53UQDuH5sbawkBl-7YWXtHKwY3ySPhfu_BK2cFggG0PeOq0I8WMhJGgSJMPQc14RUf-_6GQ3TNzMHRMltEWBViEIx3Su42y_5KqzyZkSJpSmZtCkI/s938/QuaggasThreeVert5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="938" data-original-width="500" height="445" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA_G7iWqmQ9ZWvaEOchP7apnm0vl4I667VZ1nXb8K_tes9-TDLm9t4LcORNAAG2oCxf33Nz_3y0x53UQDuH5sbawkBl-7YWXtHKwY3ySPhfu_BK2cFggG0PeOq0I8WMhJGgSJMPQc14RUf-_6GQ3TNzMHRMltEWBViEIx3Su42y_5KqzyZkSJpSmZtCkI/w238-h445/QuaggasThreeVert5.jpg" width="238" /></a></div><br />That Cinnamon Quagga (center) is really something! Here they are in relation to their part of my current Mink collection, (the part that isn't Dancing Horses or Runedeer, shall we say): <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuAMeW3vtqNS9iFYIy1xl45yS_K-f_XkjK7djBr6beUPNU4rK-y8nXJ8HZaujQqztb_pxugE6pSntrlXDP9sDSmM0s6KKAyIflXQfWRqZqdY297BCLjesA86qHKJ983N5O838w-FqBTHcB6BB1ADZ7bWrqxUGyCrnWi0ew0uHtGjPFGuzEiogPOOmrk2M/s750/MinkWindQuaggasCaves8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="630" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuAMeW3vtqNS9iFYIy1xl45yS_K-f_XkjK7djBr6beUPNU4rK-y8nXJ8HZaujQqztb_pxugE6pSntrlXDP9sDSmM0s6KKAyIflXQfWRqZqdY297BCLjesA86qHKJ983N5O838w-FqBTHcB6BB1ADZ7bWrqxUGyCrnWi0ew0uHtGjPFGuzEiogPOOmrk2M/s320/MinkWindQuaggasCaves8.jpg" width="269" /></a></div><p>A closer look at these beauties. The color is more true here than the next shot.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXCBDee2mg_osJxZg5zbn6LM8lk5SAtA3_m-CKEhVW1ST74zWTDXCTd4WogFNYINqatqVfL7hmUoJNbniOe78GS4MLUoL9q6-nbIY9Paba748bLj9P2hQa2xWoQos1RWn7580hKVxRSuh9IVnyi8SkndzGfJdXvTOpB1MZz0yizSCzHZLEPTBmMKRFXwA/s900/MinkWindQuaggaCaves9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="723" data-original-width="900" height="380" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXCBDee2mg_osJxZg5zbn6LM8lk5SAtA3_m-CKEhVW1ST74zWTDXCTd4WogFNYINqatqVfL7hmUoJNbniOe78GS4MLUoL9q6-nbIY9Paba748bLj9P2hQa2xWoQos1RWn7580hKVxRSuh9IVnyi8SkndzGfJdXvTOpB1MZz0yizSCzHZLEPTBmMKRFXwA/w473-h380/MinkWindQuaggaCaves9.jpg" width="473" /></a></div><p></p><p>The more I look at that Cinnamon Quagga, the more I like what I see!! The white in the forehand tends to exaggerate that part of the animal, yet here it's minimized and colored down into delicious toffee gold. I also love the pose of a classic Carousel jumper. He's very controlled yet clearly the fastest of the three.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9YJDLItBe4J4l28UNsRZHP0m-SGRldcCa6Nuhyphenhyphenn8-5CZEvfNxH4ltWdUXjK73e2FkprZSKuzAK7LbIGyVIvC7Q1Sq6MfCf64ySJ6hsVqsjn2Vhu-sFFZs7Rhddu1V6TpGxdLq4D5cLuJ-e1h1SFgk3jzxOKr3q3qZmD7s36ql2ACkJjyqhVYRwfV-t-A/s900/CinnaQuagga7.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="731" data-original-width="900" height="332" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9YJDLItBe4J4l28UNsRZHP0m-SGRldcCa6Nuhyphenhyphenn8-5CZEvfNxH4ltWdUXjK73e2FkprZSKuzAK7LbIGyVIvC7Q1Sq6MfCf64ySJ6hsVqsjn2Vhu-sFFZs7Rhddu1V6TpGxdLq4D5cLuJ-e1h1SFgk3jzxOKr3q3qZmD7s36ql2ACkJjyqhVYRwfV-t-A/w409-h332/CinnaQuagga7.jpg" width="409" /></a></div><p></p><p>You can guess what my second trio is going to be: Zigbys! Once more, vertical layout:<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUyUWGCsKE4Qs3ccHX5QaA2USpCU_u0WmLS6NesORfbLB7C0VgU9dZpXB0k-WB73gDgHTaV6Ldvtr7gpY458SjpUJOZRJtwmpgxgGIxvXYaMEt8_o8CC_rt3f6AkqKMXs8brroIcuMShphwYlCn3xXqnYEWhlfoVUCphCHJOOoTAE_I_Pg9YxqSFU76ow/s900/ZigbyTrio5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="440" height="463" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUyUWGCsKE4Qs3ccHX5QaA2USpCU_u0WmLS6NesORfbLB7C0VgU9dZpXB0k-WB73gDgHTaV6Ldvtr7gpY458SjpUJOZRJtwmpgxgGIxvXYaMEt8_o8CC_rt3f6AkqKMXs8brroIcuMShphwYlCn3xXqnYEWhlfoVUCphCHJOOoTAE_I_Pg9YxqSFU76ow/w226-h463/ZigbyTrio5.jpg" width="226" /></a></div><p>It's clear to me that Sarah's artistry and creativity has no limit when it comes to these cute little guys. I don't have the first issue Rainbow Zebra (only 50 were made and I wasn't quick enough to grab one), but these are all the others known at this time. Here's the latest, copper-bordered Thanksgiving Zigby with his fantastic sparkle heart, symbolizing gratefulness:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs3F60HeaFfypaxZvazSn1sY6YjG0-Z5SJ2N2mi7kuSkSgTZBVKZJRgfHKwWDQ9Ojf2_O3bbDy7WWUUtpjB9YOz3hJ5zHY-M1MssZhkUAHtz4KSz1NLdAace4E_0Kv26_XShVTKRLnVkyDI-BDDaWG_KCnW8nt9XTQQRDzgZxK1TL8pMFwdVxC7OcWMQY/s805/ThanksGivingZigby9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="700" data-original-width="805" height="329" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs3F60HeaFfypaxZvazSn1sY6YjG0-Z5SJ2N2mi7kuSkSgTZBVKZJRgfHKwWDQ9Ojf2_O3bbDy7WWUUtpjB9YOz3hJ5zHY-M1MssZhkUAHtz4KSz1NLdAace4E_0Kv26_XShVTKRLnVkyDI-BDDaWG_KCnW8nt9XTQQRDzgZxK1TL8pMFwdVxC7OcWMQY/w379-h329/ThanksGivingZigby9.jpg" width="379" /></a></div><p>He's very solid, and the copper works well. I like him. Like the Halloween Zigby, he has 2 prongs on back while the Christmas version has only one. I hope you'll forgive a sidewise trip to admire my favorite of the Zigbys, the Halloween. Forgive the greenish appearance; he really is a candy corn white and yellow. The dim lighting is an attempt to show the sparkles:<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2wtLasVrY2X9VBTrl-QeVvF6EIgyDCON680S4vFoXg6vxYFWun_MQFo8McnyiJgvhKX2gF8weNVNdDoJrDxLrIYrhgm92XneQLMpVmeSsSr7oCsa_KNQIP26_OreWc6dFB93wuBrseEbXMxYiIPB2-ZgKkLooCNj2roxn_45eJuTyKkYKSJzXrmDgWQo/s800/HalloweenZigby8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="677" data-original-width="800" height="322" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2wtLasVrY2X9VBTrl-QeVvF6EIgyDCON680S4vFoXg6vxYFWun_MQFo8McnyiJgvhKX2gF8weNVNdDoJrDxLrIYrhgm92XneQLMpVmeSsSr7oCsa_KNQIP26_OreWc6dFB93wuBrseEbXMxYiIPB2-ZgKkLooCNj2roxn_45eJuTyKkYKSJzXrmDgWQo/w380-h322/HalloweenZigby8.jpg" width="380" /></a></div>There is just something in me that rises to the challenge of photographing that glitter! This next shot is less glamorous but shows his texture better. One and a quarter inches across:<br /><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRAQCJzmeVSL46lzyiMY7zJrFjXJqgigJ0koPkoThXIX18SOqsMwfEI7FkMvKocgWJn_1a6YB2_L1UIEYqRF_FtVIVhL0F-pfELpGV-8mlMCSqlSY8keq1RubgwJPR-hpiKyCBeGFYDMZosnbmSVBP4UR-JIjabd43MdUC7yIGCKmWl4yBOVDPpL_sNoA/s800/HalloweenZigbyDark8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="732" data-original-width="800" height="336" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRAQCJzmeVSL46lzyiMY7zJrFjXJqgigJ0koPkoThXIX18SOqsMwfEI7FkMvKocgWJn_1a6YB2_L1UIEYqRF_FtVIVhL0F-pfELpGV-8mlMCSqlSY8keq1RubgwJPR-hpiKyCBeGFYDMZosnbmSVBP4UR-JIjabd43MdUC7yIGCKmWl4yBOVDPpL_sNoA/w367-h336/HalloweenZigbyDark8.jpg" width="367" /></a></div><br />You might naturally assume the next trio would be the Windcatchers (Pegasi) since I have three of them. But no. It's the deer. Christmas seems to be a time of deer. I love them dearly (decades of horse exposure has bred this), and Sarah, as usual, has hit it out of the park with her latest Runedeer pin.<br /> You are looking at the placemat where I'm writing all my Christmas letters. Yes, that's a Minkiewicz product. (I got it last year on Zazzle.) She is very efficient with her patterns! It was wonderful to get a Runedeer sticker with the pin, just as it was with the Thanksgiving Zigby.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii2C1YQX7F5mtaCSGzdcXkZaMchL6oTd8C28lkT0dNjal2kVZoek8KOGpld_vlQfisXlXOgaD3SlwVnX4JRg1iRgleO0HxU7QzVKd64aU-ppg3dj3oCauTcIsBrRyjCIWTVhd5bcLzWLGyZCYUjRmUsbHX0gYTadwVIDsOfKO3JWUlRBvvQGjWz2RtrrQ/s905/PlacematRunedeer9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="905" height="341" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii2C1YQX7F5mtaCSGzdcXkZaMchL6oTd8C28lkT0dNjal2kVZoek8KOGpld_vlQfisXlXOgaD3SlwVnX4JRg1iRgleO0HxU7QzVKd64aU-ppg3dj3oCauTcIsBrRyjCIWTVhd5bcLzWLGyZCYUjRmUsbHX0gYTadwVIDsOfKO3JWUlRBvvQGjWz2RtrrQ/w515-h341/PlacematRunedeer9.jpg" width="515" /></a></div><br />This is the first time I've received a non-equine sticker from Mink,... (unless you count the Hippicorn (Xanthian)). At any rate, I'm a fan of Mink deer stickers! <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXc12CzTbIFmc_3pfDsUeTe69L7dqgf5RKFuoSr0tbz8RUAb-BOhX8DCIya8-d8miOWqODH1w17Kr8DUQEZrIFUWGoVrK2t6it2S6BYdW609120cr6MiY-7gtrt5K49b7v6ryXm7JmIG-urhyphenhyphenk4wWkQeqFLCk_HhyV09jYot-zamrP7BBZrQQO89gLlVQ/s900/RunedeerIIIStickerPin9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="522" data-original-width="900" height="258" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXc12CzTbIFmc_3pfDsUeTe69L7dqgf5RKFuoSr0tbz8RUAb-BOhX8DCIya8-d8miOWqODH1w17Kr8DUQEZrIFUWGoVrK2t6it2S6BYdW609120cr6MiY-7gtrt5K49b7v6ryXm7JmIG-urhyphenhyphenk4wWkQeqFLCk_HhyV09jYot-zamrP7BBZrQQO89gLlVQ/w444-h258/RunedeerIIIStickerPin9.jpg" width="444" /></a></div><br />Oh lard I just made a connection with my deer topical stamp collection,... something you all haven't seen, nor ever been told about. This is not the place to go deeply into it,... I've collected horse stamps for many years in the past, accumulating a large binder, and towards the back there's a lot of deer stamps. So there are roots to my delight in a deer pin. Mink's Runedeer just fit right in. They have layers of meaning for me that are not immediately obvious.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPmGnxxyJF0U6CjbyMcUzhFju5gda0OhoY85QRGskjhcc1bKq0QNjrL_TwDlyGtuf9lklkPVC7VTVGoB3F_uLVKwzd8H03cHuAiyg8rR0_4E4jOwheFOlsPcOxzdKtN-EmcNIFLSgO14CmgAvABRF7fQZeVSpCko3-6nBo11ezJZsIGiONUu-wvO4o0XI/s800/RunedeerIII8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="741" data-original-width="800" height="347" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPmGnxxyJF0U6CjbyMcUzhFju5gda0OhoY85QRGskjhcc1bKq0QNjrL_TwDlyGtuf9lklkPVC7VTVGoB3F_uLVKwzd8H03cHuAiyg8rR0_4E4jOwheFOlsPcOxzdKtN-EmcNIFLSgO14CmgAvABRF7fQZeVSpCko3-6nBo11ezJZsIGiONUu-wvO4o0XI/w375-h347/RunedeerIII8.jpg" width="375" /></a></div><br />This is a very classy pin. I was delighted to discover the blue borders are sparkly!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixqKLvn82w8kKnMhLVQ2JX2IoJMWmZOA7Ud9_QMhwq3HTZv4Pt8lh9q1ww7aBBDWyMEuyS49kQb1UKAg4w-KXUg6kEYNOiuZ62qc0cAdmMfbBfzmGBMMWSkmHjUZzjljWf8Yeii3GQv9EoP2JgZ60JqJEjb2C0b_SAWy14Qbcwu3d8UVpXq3m42yKWzv4/s800/RunedeerIIICloser8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="657" data-original-width="800" height="297" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixqKLvn82w8kKnMhLVQ2JX2IoJMWmZOA7Ud9_QMhwq3HTZv4Pt8lh9q1ww7aBBDWyMEuyS49kQb1UKAg4w-KXUg6kEYNOiuZ62qc0cAdmMfbBfzmGBMMWSkmHjUZzjljWf8Yeii3GQv9EoP2JgZ60JqJEjb2C0b_SAWy14Qbcwu3d8UVpXq3m42yKWzv4/w361-h297/RunedeerIIICloser8.jpg" width="361" /></a></div><p>Trying to catch them on film, I use a flashlight and low light, as well as macro settings. Getting there!<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJwvdkg-gAFXx0av8XFRmhCUJIRwlMLA1e2bsBbKg8oU2JTOmy0Tp1PSsU3A35KzWqssYn0v7MiDVGxCSv2NY8xZJDsPpvCVc2gNWR0An8qDKVyvEKVn4uq9fZlDNIAva0pmOabYNfiG8DboC5VvoIpea_5CZa5nxeYULc6SdQ-NAkYOfMQ3T4eRdoWSM/s800/RuneDeerIIICloserYet8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="717" data-original-width="800" height="307" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJwvdkg-gAFXx0av8XFRmhCUJIRwlMLA1e2bsBbKg8oU2JTOmy0Tp1PSsU3A35KzWqssYn0v7MiDVGxCSv2NY8xZJDsPpvCVc2gNWR0An8qDKVyvEKVn4uq9fZlDNIAva0pmOabYNfiG8DboC5VvoIpea_5CZa5nxeYULc6SdQ-NAkYOfMQ3T4eRdoWSM/w342-h307/RuneDeerIIICloserYet8.jpg" width="342" /></a></div><p>Now, with this closest portrait, I am too close. Tiny flaws in the glass of the enamel show up. See his cheek?<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl0yYA3QBZyXT-oVmw9Nv50sugWRyr5L0p_m6WjjfG4gsTRhldKomtRr3s46dvBsBofjxQC2oXocFVshMoVjqmiKjZt4X2HzUTobbbFSXw49ETWmwPIIsOkD0pwEmR3iU1ZEokBYsw5cfWrxpZufvpJ3rYxDw_jd8-kw_OCrMAu6KGsAuCmVJHu4D9nHg/s800/RuneDeerIIIPor8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="736" data-original-width="800" height="369" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl0yYA3QBZyXT-oVmw9Nv50sugWRyr5L0p_m6WjjfG4gsTRhldKomtRr3s46dvBsBofjxQC2oXocFVshMoVjqmiKjZt4X2HzUTobbbFSXw49ETWmwPIIsOkD0pwEmR3iU1ZEokBYsw5cfWrxpZufvpJ3rYxDw_jd8-kw_OCrMAu6KGsAuCmVJHu4D9nHg/w402-h369/RuneDeerIIIPor8.jpg" width="402" /></a></div><br />Easy to fix with PhotoShop!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhplxwXr8DIDyuCpiVXAaurxQeRZKoqy2cDAQBmQmgrLXy_IbPUvtKxaH5Dtg-S_ozs2EkOJt5FiwBz8U_n0_92nPusz1IsuKtJesN71Vv85twXHezYQzhcFiqcniqyk5hxlqNbewa-ALHkc8b0orF_ijZHD658ODHOmVZKZZigPxS_E1RuSzUd5dJHln4/s800/RunedeerIIIPorEd8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="736" data-original-width="800" height="366" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhplxwXr8DIDyuCpiVXAaurxQeRZKoqy2cDAQBmQmgrLXy_IbPUvtKxaH5Dtg-S_ozs2EkOJt5FiwBz8U_n0_92nPusz1IsuKtJesN71Vv85twXHezYQzhcFiqcniqyk5hxlqNbewa-ALHkc8b0orF_ijZHD658ODHOmVZKZZigPxS_E1RuSzUd5dJHln4/w399-h366/RunedeerIIIPorEd8.jpg" width="399" /></a></div><p>I also took the opportunity to clean up errors in the snowflake, although I see they don't show at this magnification. What a beauty! </p><p>Let's look at all three of Mink's RuneDeer known to exist:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8t1ejxohj9Hpt0ssSXqxfaHvvZU3MVjh9-WNc7thV_JTWbh619Fd12P_RvF7s0JQr2d8P4sv1SOHgotnriwK6IE5q2w1vbUiE637waL700cTznZZKne9qKsNdDiH6j-KZ2QPLk9hwaG_jKOj330xh3P8yeRqpLXiisAII9Q0tRRjgAZbl_sloEADEaAM/s929/RunedeerTrio5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="929" data-original-width="500" height="510" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8t1ejxohj9Hpt0ssSXqxfaHvvZU3MVjh9-WNc7thV_JTWbh619Fd12P_RvF7s0JQr2d8P4sv1SOHgotnriwK6IE5q2w1vbUiE637waL700cTznZZKne9qKsNdDiH6j-KZ2QPLk9hwaG_jKOj330xh3P8yeRqpLXiisAII9Q0tRRjgAZbl_sloEADEaAM/w274-h510/RunedeerTrio5.jpg" width="274" /></a></div><p>Unlike the Quaggas and Zigbys, each one is quite different. RuneDeer I, top, was sold in December of 2021, yet pins were still available a year later, December 2022. We were never told the number made. He is just 2 inches by one inch in size. Today they are quite in demand and I feel very lucky to have snagged one at the tail end of availability during the PinUltimate sale of January '23. He is (of course) very hard to photograph against a black background, so I'm leaving this shot mostly as it came out. Those legs and antlers are shiny black:<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB-GO6BmzCB49Av2OMNv_txCoLIMWvoy0A2thy-g8HHuilGebYT4Q3iwqO1tPp6ngLuIemlnSIILi4TzfICrdXS93RkxjKxj8oQPLM3Di6Dn7yxngVxuJVhTPNVgFfZDDlXZs80D0X5h7_-ajwhUZh0WC-W5GFBkoQ1o-iS586_kj5X0TDPOmxlbhGWo4/s829/RuneDeerOne8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="829" height="299" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB-GO6BmzCB49Av2OMNv_txCoLIMWvoy0A2thy-g8HHuilGebYT4Q3iwqO1tPp6ngLuIemlnSIILi4TzfICrdXS93RkxjKxj8oQPLM3Di6Dn7yxngVxuJVhTPNVgFfZDDlXZs80D0X5h7_-ajwhUZh0WC-W5GFBkoQ1o-iS586_kj5X0TDPOmxlbhGWo4/w495-h299/RuneDeerOne8.jpg" width="495" /></a></div><p></p><p>Somewhat naturally, the next two RuneDeer both feature glitter. The sparkle effect seems to be irresistible. Long live the artist who puts such sparkle into our lives!</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoil3LYMIUTkBdB2vy1kHmIXgUTtK4nfZZYJR-kfUdSLqqCcMkWhKvvuN6R2Orq5iVrbwZ5vEizEFLYbtyBhge2SjKIoRZJbj25fVZEDGs889nbui9VBWKliaqqyc-dGZT-XPcUpa2zTAlfp2U4FkddP0V80CZBvz-svlsn-8crGlYtjxkCJ7j_lYi5nk/s900/TrioTrio9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="726" data-original-width="900" height="414" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoil3LYMIUTkBdB2vy1kHmIXgUTtK4nfZZYJR-kfUdSLqqCcMkWhKvvuN6R2Orq5iVrbwZ5vEizEFLYbtyBhge2SjKIoRZJbj25fVZEDGs889nbui9VBWKliaqqyc-dGZT-XPcUpa2zTAlfp2U4FkddP0V80CZBvz-svlsn-8crGlYtjxkCJ7j_lYi5nk/w513-h414/TrioTrio9.jpg" width="513" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><p></p><p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-1655469706330426642023-12-13T20:30:00.003-05:002023-12-14T09:45:17.758-05:00A Visit with Kelly Weimer, Part II<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSFS6EmPvHMr_KqpKUzfqbIjeVAs3JXqEyFXY5xYq4EPgrpN5og6xd-T3RM0BfRqJy3hAfSDBaxyBNuaupfDSCFvgdlMVz1_PCoMrcV04qwWzel3vQx6YRpCb5aFMqBAZAbL1btN6aXIBcPLQAXU76RQvLFr40SW3VAIcS0aNLXPpiRl_zKW8KIP1fhPI/s800/KKWRoom1-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="586" data-original-width="800" height="234" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSFS6EmPvHMr_KqpKUzfqbIjeVAs3JXqEyFXY5xYq4EPgrpN5og6xd-T3RM0BfRqJy3hAfSDBaxyBNuaupfDSCFvgdlMVz1_PCoMrcV04qwWzel3vQx6YRpCb5aFMqBAZAbL1btN6aXIBcPLQAXU76RQvLFr40SW3VAIcS0aNLXPpiRl_zKW8KIP1fhPI/s320/KKWRoom1-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>This second installment of our visit to Kelly Korber Weimer's collection will start with the side chamber of the basement and then explore the upper formal room (above). <br /></p><p> I first met Kelly in the 1990s when I used to attend Greater Pitt
Model Horse Show. She was part of what we called 'the Pitt crew,' along
with Kelly Englesiepen (Keracher), Lucy Kusluch and Jan Wagner and her
daughter Rebecca, and later Felicia Browell, who wrote the Breyer
Collector Book Guides. Between them the Kellys could answer nearly any
question Felicia put to them. That was just the beginning of an encyclopaedic knowledge-base of Breyer and Breyer's products. </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA6VX7NgzQKNIYYFM6abCKUmMfcUMdjXX4WVAAAE7QinbhQq5ytZWsXhDt_rYMj-r0CBEAsgF0g-JTfAZeMBIQDiGw23-3LFjxIqWc-G3KqTei20JCa1Jqc-v0m4LlNZCTYw_G42dqRC_LnMmFXylJzqXimzEvBDXrR1n0eHvT7FzjsLgx62oAwdyaaWs/s800/KKWChapelOne8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA6VX7NgzQKNIYYFM6abCKUmMfcUMdjXX4WVAAAE7QinbhQq5ytZWsXhDt_rYMj-r0CBEAsgF0g-JTfAZeMBIQDiGw23-3LFjxIqWc-G3KqTei20JCa1Jqc-v0m4LlNZCTYw_G42dqRC_LnMmFXylJzqXimzEvBDXrR1n0eHvT7FzjsLgx62oAwdyaaWs/s320/KKWChapelOne8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>When we last saw this chamber, it looked like this (above). The space has models on three sides, and I had to turn around to see them all. If you're standing with your back to the cross corridor, this is what you see: Hartlands!</p><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHynWc2yCbmbhhnsK5Wv0NPDElmYu6ywWzPn8uRHL3VRIVwbzxppfN-L8gfiK671JonyUd4l639cwoNuqliRziKGj-m90p16nsxfjxr4FEqyfgZMNhYhcTG2K4PQkqYIGYWTUZmzpaguJRvWQd3Qsge7CLR6WvzZRbMZo1BH-LipALvYzgsz24NeXTip0/s800/KKWChapelTwo8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHynWc2yCbmbhhnsK5Wv0NPDElmYu6ywWzPn8uRHL3VRIVwbzxppfN-L8gfiK671JonyUd4l639cwoNuqliRziKGj-m90p16nsxfjxr4FEqyfgZMNhYhcTG2K4PQkqYIGYWTUZmzpaguJRvWQd3Qsge7CLR6WvzZRbMZo1BH-LipALvYzgsz24NeXTip0/s320/KKWChapelTwo8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>Moving to the front of this shelf: More Hartlands!!</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGGaVHRpq6nJ5TN9jdM7J40QWOcish8KwP_4nfUCrLXS9Det2a1t9yPD_Bx8oF6bI2VM6UzWnQRUDQZbtOcs3oJ5JVEIWfL3jQ3nXzj0M4eLJ2QXJ_BXII1M4kN2H4eZUR95ZDBgrFI2XlWIwOuvH7rvMW3-2hpLKnb84hefrWpF46SGAZ2ynQ8FEB4OM/s845/KKWChapelFour8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="845" height="227" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGGaVHRpq6nJ5TN9jdM7J40QWOcish8KwP_4nfUCrLXS9Det2a1t9yPD_Bx8oF6bI2VM6UzWnQRUDQZbtOcs3oJ5JVEIWfL3jQ3nXzj0M4eLJ2QXJ_BXII1M4kN2H4eZUR95ZDBgrFI2XlWIwOuvH7rvMW3-2hpLKnb84hefrWpF46SGAZ2ynQ8FEB4OM/s320/KKWChapelFour8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p> Naturally I asked what that blue foal was. I learned it was (just as naturally) a digital print out.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPypn5wOYkXx4lv0R3BaW34c0-nS28qn4CEX0KfwZtJezANoLpYFofWC1SeyYKJ-dwnQkfiBCEnwqoRnBafna9rrd2YNf9LH89JxyrcPASvBIiDLcEJKyzQNIAlvjJO2gcZt7rvYQ_ZD0Sg_SNnLEA48IJWWnzxIQY5wwtFZFFx8gGfejFLzW712Nm_rQ/s894/KKWChapelFive8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="894" height="215" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPypn5wOYkXx4lv0R3BaW34c0-nS28qn4CEX0KfwZtJezANoLpYFofWC1SeyYKJ-dwnQkfiBCEnwqoRnBafna9rrd2YNf9LH89JxyrcPASvBIiDLcEJKyzQNIAlvjJO2gcZt7rvYQ_ZD0Sg_SNnLEA48IJWWnzxIQY5wwtFZFFx8gGfejFLzW712Nm_rQ/s320/KKWChapelFive8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>Below. The chestnut pinto Grazing Foal is an early repaint by Laura H. Behning. It was found in an Ohio antique mall.<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5udrperytJOAg45lcXrN1L0tESo6x2dhtvgU17owQWXOIC4ngeXs8g0KFpy5shFdHq1MBXTKwJ1BY3ovCv7UtvjtpIKobNR_55jfHjCSMs1pLJ4dLVBX8cNa2JnHUz9BYi1F0ddULwCV0reI66Ou4b0oXPV8GRNNLBF9wfRI5h7rZPcFoa8b-s0ZUdMg/s973/KKWChapelThree9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="973" height="197" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5udrperytJOAg45lcXrN1L0tESo6x2dhtvgU17owQWXOIC4ngeXs8g0KFpy5shFdHq1MBXTKwJ1BY3ovCv7UtvjtpIKobNR_55jfHjCSMs1pLJ4dLVBX8cNa2JnHUz9BYi1F0ddULwCV0reI66Ou4b0oXPV8GRNNLBF9wfRI5h7rZPcFoa8b-s0ZUdMg/s320/KKWChapelThree9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm-35LqNtfS9wporYNQ56FLFI10gSmARIFYAgnli-ItV36nXHNZSsP1iVpsbl3J8gKEkf_wrN-YBh1Ji2VFrPE13YNZgoLQxzTZw6BTfnj7FqcDOLXSEAEjVTqPIUG-QhArjHIOpIIyJ22Tem3AFGcwuOAIub6Gv6qDx6bjpzm3AhS0x0G620I6SxKHLQ/s800/KKWChapelSix8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm-35LqNtfS9wporYNQ56FLFI10gSmARIFYAgnli-ItV36nXHNZSsP1iVpsbl3J8gKEkf_wrN-YBh1Ji2VFrPE13YNZgoLQxzTZw6BTfnj7FqcDOLXSEAEjVTqPIUG-QhArjHIOpIIyJ22Tem3AFGcwuOAIub6Gv6qDx6bjpzm3AhS0x0G620I6SxKHLQ/s320/KKWChapelSix8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Moving to the right (see what I mean about miscellaneous?) these are various non-equines, dogs and cats. Below, more miscellaneous.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnFI8JasemNgER8sHCC-LBjk5v6eOLP3B39cXhtTG4AdRjMrje3XeMX2zq5A_it1hc4Kq9-VwTWrGiGn3OAoxTbs3Gss1oj92786G7M6muEAhkMIAlkdNXWlhw5UW0oWbl6sdGfrmb6QHmeHioQvjWDNx3KCiagwP4kDnQnX86pn7ZLuiotmu9krXj0JQ/s800/KKWChapelSeven8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnFI8JasemNgER8sHCC-LBjk5v6eOLP3B39cXhtTG4AdRjMrje3XeMX2zq5A_it1hc4Kq9-VwTWrGiGn3OAoxTbs3Gss1oj92786G7M6muEAhkMIAlkdNXWlhw5UW0oWbl6sdGfrmb6QHmeHioQvjWDNx3KCiagwP4kDnQnX86pn7ZLuiotmu9krXj0JQ/s320/KKWChapelSeven8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg14jDGeuu1ZWVnNTJx9IYC_KRIuCyBQQOIHemNculE5qht7m6rt1009jRtYR0xl0w3HeAFFa32b8at18EJ8s747QwmdjTk_T-2l_vqHVkHcaE_ZiwfYjWgBpCDvkELI9p_K7UYNP9taR-Adg5STRuFRxeJHRILEi9zR5bOJlPeeZ6-ujuPQIRkvIIN6Wc/s800/KKWChapelEight8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg14jDGeuu1ZWVnNTJx9IYC_KRIuCyBQQOIHemNculE5qht7m6rt1009jRtYR0xl0w3HeAFFa32b8at18EJ8s747QwmdjTk_T-2l_vqHVkHcaE_ZiwfYjWgBpCDvkELI9p_K7UYNP9taR-Adg5STRuFRxeJHRILEi9zR5bOJlPeeZ6-ujuPQIRkvIIN6Wc/s320/KKWChapelEight8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvzDYbbWsgL9pQvxs6aRuFgWI7PP6cX4wOWZV9kTDrlbWMGBNzsqnX2w1hcILQ9ggAlGU5ZWxVXQ2JEVLscdTLP3i7LNeX9kIfl-OYJ9OH7YuUlymtBI9sBmalbwFUa6s6TMruU7DhE726OkUOWkJj9S-SrlDcXUBJP3yAOXZ2zPxOEOx3kudE3j0jgyE/s800/KKWChapelNine8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvzDYbbWsgL9pQvxs6aRuFgWI7PP6cX4wOWZV9kTDrlbWMGBNzsqnX2w1hcILQ9ggAlGU5ZWxVXQ2JEVLscdTLP3i7LNeX9kIfl-OYJ9OH7YuUlymtBI9sBmalbwFUa6s6TMruU7DhE726OkUOWkJj9S-SrlDcXUBJP3yAOXZ2zPxOEOx3kudE3j0jgyE/s320/KKWChapelNine8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Turning further right, one is hopefully going to be warm in the winter. This is a more impromptu shot than most, but it shows the shape of the side chamber. Turning right even more, the relationship of this space with the cross corridor should be clearer. That's the main hallway behind the right edge of these shelves, below.<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiPWT8RNzmW-W9UNEamkwWy5ZuA17JFxYqbuQ0srxnNI92zwPyiQlsFQMTdy8PxUCLEgLdmsRxyjfrRgU9c9nKW4oyJf8LC4VQyM5ODM6WY88Um-wNlkSqjkBvndu-pRS2-X7saX6UFwqOfKgqizhDqmW0_Sg9KU-B8kpU7CRNGsmzaDyZ4apnpskIx7c/s800/KKWChapelTen8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiPWT8RNzmW-W9UNEamkwWy5ZuA17JFxYqbuQ0srxnNI92zwPyiQlsFQMTdy8PxUCLEgLdmsRxyjfrRgU9c9nKW4oyJf8LC4VQyM5ODM6WY88Um-wNlkSqjkBvndu-pRS2-X7saX6UFwqOfKgqizhDqmW0_Sg9KU-B8kpU7CRNGsmzaDyZ4apnpskIx7c/s320/KKWChapelTen8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzA0730Y112qnD4KuuRlsPl9NEJzV5ylx9s_0-NzuYC-OYZOUUKW47oAsJH2aEwmTpEHHPIzbxfcVgVbFd7eIEZ6sK4xdPv3WUw2cN2flWzC5YYVq8V0RtC-Sgp3nxXDiUKyoqOBaP6RCt1PCLnvED4ZSQc0L-Eq8PSIBBwSDkqsJ_MKf6pm4r7wSybJo/s856/KKWChapelEleven8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="856" height="224" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzA0730Y112qnD4KuuRlsPl9NEJzV5ylx9s_0-NzuYC-OYZOUUKW47oAsJH2aEwmTpEHHPIzbxfcVgVbFd7eIEZ6sK4xdPv3WUw2cN2flWzC5YYVq8V0RtC-Sgp3nxXDiUKyoqOBaP6RCt1PCLnvED4ZSQc0L-Eq8PSIBBwSDkqsJ_MKf6pm4r7wSybJo/s320/KKWChapelEleven8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>You can walk entirely around this part of the collection and come out near the two entryways.<p>Now it's time to move upstairs and take a look at the Room. Farewell oh best of basements. I could've stayed longer but I needed to see the upper collection while I still had ready access memory...! and it's a good thing I did. <i>flourish of trumpets</i><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3XI0bcTfe0vS1oP3nVbLlmrpcEcB5PNYA22UoRIW7Tkp6OkVX4S7h6p1S481R7hXv8s9-pfNEVZly42NFaUKH_zPK-qPTSSBXZlGRH_8GvP-Ed1eb62RZ_TvPO8slVQgtZrEdC8m4Fy5nkJTbt4rfTdZ4jFcHjmo8vxZBIkf2NTjXSfqEwRXnmXxDYeQ/s800/KKWRoom2-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="358" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3XI0bcTfe0vS1oP3nVbLlmrpcEcB5PNYA22UoRIW7Tkp6OkVX4S7h6p1S481R7hXv8s9-pfNEVZly42NFaUKH_zPK-qPTSSBXZlGRH_8GvP-Ed1eb62RZ_TvPO8slVQgtZrEdC8m4Fy5nkJTbt4rfTdZ4jFcHjmo8vxZBIkf2NTjXSfqEwRXnmXxDYeQ/w477-h358/KKWRoom2-8.jpg" width="477" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd_0rSP05yMZSB13V1f_Qjrz6fggF51MwphKFaQ_stTvMviRPkRpL3Lm_QFhZ2WEfGEpuupml8VeIlwIP6DCVKtkI1Z6HRBnwI0SlsQXx7v61OYI1JJv5IzGwjlqe3pgD9e-4hG0m8oryr36_B9SQFQHOSX_xh5aoLDPb5adLsT7VTffZyV6UkN2zwsR8/s800/KKWRoom1-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="586" data-original-width="800" height="363" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd_0rSP05yMZSB13V1f_Qjrz6fggF51MwphKFaQ_stTvMviRPkRpL3Lm_QFhZ2WEfGEpuupml8VeIlwIP6DCVKtkI1Z6HRBnwI0SlsQXx7v61OYI1JJv5IzGwjlqe3pgD9e-4hG0m8oryr36_B9SQFQHOSX_xh5aoLDPb5adLsT7VTffZyV6UkN2zwsR8/w496-h363/KKWRoom1-8.jpg" width="496" /></a></div><p></p><p>This is the more formal, polished 'upper' edition of the collection. It includes some very nice chinas (which I did not capture). Upon entry the most intriguing thing about the room was the mural:</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiURGd4wiUTccljc4td_1H9EKy6s8h1cz7HdhehjyGY0M4vRL1TD3A04bU3ZrwM1d-uxSsr_cfC_jtDaWwqRywcJz3WZJiEdhTOT_02f5Rsw7zJNslyD6VIHoetFbjyT9X76AHiEe_PInbg_IzkWcPuICHtpOlIRtV6fU5nrSCnYYsnVMz3AWf0-Sq-lZ8/s800/KKWRoom3-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="311" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiURGd4wiUTccljc4td_1H9EKy6s8h1cz7HdhehjyGY0M4vRL1TD3A04bU3ZrwM1d-uxSsr_cfC_jtDaWwqRywcJz3WZJiEdhTOT_02f5Rsw7zJNslyD6VIHoetFbjyT9X76AHiEe_PInbg_IzkWcPuICHtpOlIRtV6fU5nrSCnYYsnVMz3AWf0-Sq-lZ8/w415-h311/KKWRoom3-8.jpg" width="415" /></a></div><br />Kelly told me it was there when they bought the house. No one knows who painted it.<br /><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgodC062xvyLo5Gv1G06rYB22ApuTtuh6gIJetWiU_5oZqHZ3np7SgHhdYvFUAIrR6BwgbzfzAvG87QfSyjp9BlN02R2FZfvJNc7Dh3Cj7RNcHZihbwET7xi3BFabk_9axr9gZU88nSR-8iuOROsbr_FMS-82jNxOVwMGDPiYQaCPHNrub0QC_Jpq4We3s/s800/KKWRoom4-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="574" data-original-width="800" height="230" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgodC062xvyLo5Gv1G06rYB22ApuTtuh6gIJetWiU_5oZqHZ3np7SgHhdYvFUAIrR6BwgbzfzAvG87QfSyjp9BlN02R2FZfvJNc7Dh3Cj7RNcHZihbwET7xi3BFabk_9axr9gZU88nSR-8iuOROsbr_FMS-82jNxOVwMGDPiYQaCPHNrub0QC_Jpq4We3s/s320/KKWRoom4-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>Once again, my shots were <i>not </i>carefully calculated to cover all;
what you see here is post-processing, to roughly pass across the shelves
left to right and top to bottom. I asked about the roan Alborozo, and learned he is a repaint.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdX7L3yDYB1m7fxOtUJ6hyphenhyphenhcJInWNiAK1SmZj7yuX4gAWp9AuU-Mup8DU5DfnRFOASDWeUJ3VcvCJGIEDPj-xa3lIcwQNUjlcxuTKdqTawqAAu5pVr32xlsaLP0-L-xz7faVSe-tjiCzw7AdlPNwaRaeVODRqibiIYWR09ScqX29tX9krow6n2l0Sxz50/s800/KKWRoom5-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="630" data-original-width="800" height="252" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdX7L3yDYB1m7fxOtUJ6hyphenhyphenhcJInWNiAK1SmZj7yuX4gAWp9AuU-Mup8DU5DfnRFOASDWeUJ3VcvCJGIEDPj-xa3lIcwQNUjlcxuTKdqTawqAAu5pVr32xlsaLP0-L-xz7faVSe-tjiCzw7AdlPNwaRaeVODRqibiIYWR09ScqX29tX9krow6n2l0Sxz50/s320/KKWRoom5-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I was told the Florentine 5-Gaiter has a broken-off tail.<br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt7rmy4z6aVs6J2KK2ymyNucqmfRLy5vPKBBmCqyVcEbzvE_krm4EBV-xmNemljmQfYCY0sgdlciCqV-k-Gs4U1Ev7_Jy9iUJdcu9qqyO0_ybIs5tU9r9V1VoRpAwTFH4JP9d9DiyxaGSogyaDnaIqYLl3M9-oQydSRbcHMVN_Fhuf2bi_s6dS8UOfPxk/s800/KKWRoom6-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="260" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt7rmy4z6aVs6J2KK2ymyNucqmfRLy5vPKBBmCqyVcEbzvE_krm4EBV-xmNemljmQfYCY0sgdlciCqV-k-Gs4U1Ev7_Jy9iUJdcu9qqyO0_ybIs5tU9r9V1VoRpAwTFH4JP9d9DiyxaGSogyaDnaIqYLl3M9-oQydSRbcHMVN_Fhuf2bi_s6dS8UOfPxk/w346-h260/KKWRoom6-8.jpg" width="346" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVtr3kJLLUy46RXQjKCpFk48li1MKvkLM_aWiCqMWv9mRYdGLkwpUI97bNmURQ2FxAX_S11FogbPoU-KlWk3teSutAGw2jeGC3uTrYqOBu2CboUECCPLWlXAftgcMHyYQg7BvLKBmbMJZm0phWp_CfkjGTI-uNdHGbweoYVAY-YQuPOAEJ74zSQPHzevc/s800/KKWRoom7-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="342" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVtr3kJLLUy46RXQjKCpFk48li1MKvkLM_aWiCqMWv9mRYdGLkwpUI97bNmURQ2FxAX_S11FogbPoU-KlWk3teSutAGw2jeGC3uTrYqOBu2CboUECCPLWlXAftgcMHyYQg7BvLKBmbMJZm0phWp_CfkjGTI-uNdHGbweoYVAY-YQuPOAEJ74zSQPHzevc/w456-h342/KKWRoom7-8.jpg" width="456" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Both Kelly and myself have been looking for a Copenhagen Running Mare, so far without success. <br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguhooB25dtJj9wOZLNvbpruLzObEqntGMU3hpsoBXeSDjP6__Lg6BCDJuCyv7TofNRiSY_Rw4oMidZpA8diiyxVuixqf4OpLjc1yh8oM4bnjZvYDMNuRXt6GOLAaXuFVCNzfTcnWpUCkAYIx2LWP1pVqdUnQUz5C-Tpa1qP_GsRc-i5d2OS1RhoM84f_c/s823/KKWRoom9-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="823" height="233" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguhooB25dtJj9wOZLNvbpruLzObEqntGMU3hpsoBXeSDjP6__Lg6BCDJuCyv7TofNRiSY_Rw4oMidZpA8diiyxVuixqf4OpLjc1yh8oM4bnjZvYDMNuRXt6GOLAaXuFVCNzfTcnWpUCkAYIx2LWP1pVqdUnQUz5C-Tpa1qP_GsRc-i5d2OS1RhoM84f_c/s320/KKWRoom9-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho-9UxOwEsnG1_wrAilr3QiGK4kE-r-z-G3bncO20zV6qawUPdlgLyfwg0koNrUXFhPMsKOy-T1JHQbUy2Nw1G3Fjl98wwLlBhKACdh4_yFqQ-tf3-GeRCwfeT12pdwfs-wtMBXHYQwoXzHL5ABoxv0g-EiqM4A01Cqv6FvtGnYvFCvLYm_kCXUILdojo/s800/KKWRoom10-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="685" data-original-width="800" height="274" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho-9UxOwEsnG1_wrAilr3QiGK4kE-r-z-G3bncO20zV6qawUPdlgLyfwg0koNrUXFhPMsKOy-T1JHQbUy2Nw1G3Fjl98wwLlBhKACdh4_yFqQ-tf3-GeRCwfeT12pdwfs-wtMBXHYQwoXzHL5ABoxv0g-EiqM4A01Cqv6FvtGnYvFCvLYm_kCXUILdojo/s320/KKWRoom10-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>Now <i>that's</i> a corner unit -- ! The chestnut pinto Mittens, next to the blue Ansel, was painted by Kelly.<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRU1BCsTJN0xU-xDWT5R9lI_JTMh-CuPivq4uz22JADWfrd86BRDjpECV1KuhI-fr8wlO0zh5tO7ebFc80JGPVOryn69p7eEK_TTlEktAJ4xf707qeS5rtRnL1xiuKtncdGVf4ZgfhirSb58slCVo1iuseKVBB9OSiiYJbqzkbmnuqUpOkhoPh4uGt9RY/s800/KKWRoom11-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="337" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRU1BCsTJN0xU-xDWT5R9lI_JTMh-CuPivq4uz22JADWfrd86BRDjpECV1KuhI-fr8wlO0zh5tO7ebFc80JGPVOryn69p7eEK_TTlEktAJ4xf707qeS5rtRnL1xiuKtncdGVf4ZgfhirSb58slCVo1iuseKVBB9OSiiYJbqzkbmnuqUpOkhoPh4uGt9RY/w449-h337/KKWRoom11-8.jpg" width="449" /></a></div><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCr_adZRskiOstsKARlNCZr1bgaVoxHj0ihkfATZ_kpWj4y3WmYM3iNiaBPl5e4cMLk58axYI_GM76KuKns1IJFs3kgmZfb8C2kHV8TWVSorpeRlaSE4Hcj0RKWvstYflekyV0VFmdt3zqCXRX15mNGvc68jRDpT9-jHFUAX6psUUbIXOCMMXOkBtip00/s800/KKWRoom12-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="615" data-original-width="800" height="321" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCr_adZRskiOstsKARlNCZr1bgaVoxHj0ihkfATZ_kpWj4y3WmYM3iNiaBPl5e4cMLk58axYI_GM76KuKns1IJFs3kgmZfb8C2kHV8TWVSorpeRlaSE4Hcj0RKWvstYflekyV0VFmdt3zqCXRX15mNGvc68jRDpT9-jHFUAX6psUUbIXOCMMXOkBtip00/w417-h321/KKWRoom12-8.jpg" width="417" /></a></div><p></p><p>Kelly told me she has all of the Stretch Morgans except Bennington (of whom only 3 were made). I can also report she told me elsewhere she has about 63 Fighting Stallions. This shelf is a spot I shot twice, just from sheer delight. (And maybe to see those little Copperfoxes, Winstons, in many colors!)<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGWNKY0mNQM2NEaVYPkzFtlwnCQ7EtJ92SZk9uAKtH8vzYxgNBvpON08SzGpQAO4L4_0aeALuRLpRV56-rhDSxWvIJ_SDg62d8stu_CI9fXSwgBBypbIWXSWKI_-zgAeQOFvhKXpTDJ6SvIG1rI6LLcOPG3r_elDb_SdCLkIa0jiZT47eZjvRHD2n7Wso/s800/KKWRoom13-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="374" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGWNKY0mNQM2NEaVYPkzFtlwnCQ7EtJ92SZk9uAKtH8vzYxgNBvpON08SzGpQAO4L4_0aeALuRLpRV56-rhDSxWvIJ_SDg62d8stu_CI9fXSwgBBypbIWXSWKI_-zgAeQOFvhKXpTDJ6SvIG1rI6LLcOPG3r_elDb_SdCLkIa0jiZT47eZjvRHD2n7Wso/w498-h374/KKWRoom13-8.jpg" width="498" /></a></div><p>The Charcoal Fighter at the end of this next shelf is from the Francis Collection. He has far more brown tones than most charcoals I've seen.<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLCoDAACQjaI_hsaC1iK3DPuBClDVC1o_Pt0cI5Nr1s6v2b-DfLpTeDiyd5CDSjfMSEzwR_1bbZ7T3CMYi0O61BZEUNnhEKPaH8MUtmFCBSUXRIQ0bS0fRDBbArNkgA8gDh46JGr6_3PyHiwvNNk51JnXrH7CoeLz3EBSi8iL6YqC32cfWWuEyMiy_AAY/s800/KKWRoom14-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLCoDAACQjaI_hsaC1iK3DPuBClDVC1o_Pt0cI5Nr1s6v2b-DfLpTeDiyd5CDSjfMSEzwR_1bbZ7T3CMYi0O61BZEUNnhEKPaH8MUtmFCBSUXRIQ0bS0fRDBbArNkgA8gDh46JGr6_3PyHiwvNNk51JnXrH7CoeLz3EBSi8iL6YqC32cfWWuEyMiy_AAY/s320/KKWRoom14-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheiIGbUeGAruMUVMIRRLOpUM90ZaLVnOI_quSzkXnSxAqaolQqST5M1S3uDqOkOF60Iw4dVop_nIla6w9jRTQR3ZuhdlUV8isdNsBsGPN5aR7ccmj3XXieR0uyhNDUuTS-IKvkdaoWKTUj4jNXXwS8zlzGqXBdS23O11wnCQvX_0C4RE_gLi8lxy6qKFk/s800/KKWRoom15-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheiIGbUeGAruMUVMIRRLOpUM90ZaLVnOI_quSzkXnSxAqaolQqST5M1S3uDqOkOF60Iw4dVop_nIla6w9jRTQR3ZuhdlUV8isdNsBsGPN5aR7ccmj3XXieR0uyhNDUuTS-IKvkdaoWKTUj4jNXXwS8zlzGqXBdS23O11wnCQvX_0C4RE_gLi8lxy6qKFk/s320/KKWRoom15-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>The Running Foals are a particular favorite, not least with those cute Copperfoxes. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Y6ojK08FLCnUi49V5k4L9MhF-dERBmkoyNroSIWDmN1X7EU8Bfyn-JtzciDrlMNW8_WtF-5DybsfPbmrO1Ie55XPFFmyHzENYU6gPcsiR6_U3LsYCsqJ0mWuzGASJV0gz_YGHKzmQnhMaFTlOKSO836JxIqmCOo_ctxBzBUxsdPUhhhitImjuS8E3qI/s800/KKWRoom16-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="671" data-original-width="800" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Y6ojK08FLCnUi49V5k4L9MhF-dERBmkoyNroSIWDmN1X7EU8Bfyn-JtzciDrlMNW8_WtF-5DybsfPbmrO1Ie55XPFFmyHzENYU6gPcsiR6_U3LsYCsqJ0mWuzGASJV0gz_YGHKzmQnhMaFTlOKSO836JxIqmCOo_ctxBzBUxsdPUhhhitImjuS8E3qI/s320/KKWRoom16-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizg2EyM8YGO6jOSvzwbieZp7QRSqb8A0aDtucihye3RFLwvpEfbOWHrqKsvvU4iPJmojt0RqTWFx7DptkZrCvoErdqpeZ-2pdvw4igPKQ9JqYOQygyvZX8cqT1PCC_RVlzDDNnhi3nrSZYAGCj9oC67IGrWfjC1DugvuhY1sVTB9VvOwZTZWg6Vay-jRQ/s800/KKWRoom17-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizg2EyM8YGO6jOSvzwbieZp7QRSqb8A0aDtucihye3RFLwvpEfbOWHrqKsvvU4iPJmojt0RqTWFx7DptkZrCvoErdqpeZ-2pdvw4igPKQ9JqYOQygyvZX8cqT1PCC_RVlzDDNnhi3nrSZYAGCj9oC67IGrWfjC1DugvuhY1sVTB9VvOwZTZWg6Vay-jRQ/s320/KKWRoom17-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p> This particular horse, visible in the bottom corner of photo 1 and photo'd here on the carpet, is unique. He is very heavy, being solidly filled with resin. Another with the same technology is the blue Rearing Stallion lying down at the end (above). Their weight makes it impractical for them to stand (the legs bend). Some of Breyer's ideas just didn't work out...!<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL7zTegxMKR3yg3DvcoFRRM2tuvCsM7pOW06KYnww6MUMWej0RPukmTGqAS2cC_z-X8lA2PvJA4a3XfkroUtMublkZrQ-9b39L0dCyUq-8s7mfnGQEWGEcwemngfDT4qjtqrIpe7bv9zCnUpXUAfeti14A0Gx5TSUwiemo58sDrlRQyzETU_dKGyunKhw/s852/KKWRoom18-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="852" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL7zTegxMKR3yg3DvcoFRRM2tuvCsM7pOW06KYnww6MUMWej0RPukmTGqAS2cC_z-X8lA2PvJA4a3XfkroUtMublkZrQ-9b39L0dCyUq-8s7mfnGQEWGEcwemngfDT4qjtqrIpe7bv9zCnUpXUAfeti14A0Gx5TSUwiemo58sDrlRQyzETU_dKGyunKhw/s320/KKWRoom18-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>After some thought I'm leaving this next shot as it came out, despite cutting off all those legs. I like how the Kelly turned out. :)</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9fXigED4NNQ4tP8RM21yb1pSIsy7HoGS9tWCI_sbhjXYHfhMUmKBbfg2NkKj5pKcweES8pRtK9B1DCuiqtvietrt2o8BXJG9s23N5tKOtEH-cj58ffNHkHtpO_Y4hJg1bpQnHKRt8LQ6P_6o1BaHbQfqUS-ZTXyJMjIo-5orWfoIagtN0naurXkqSKoM/s800/KKWRoom19-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="290" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9fXigED4NNQ4tP8RM21yb1pSIsy7HoGS9tWCI_sbhjXYHfhMUmKBbfg2NkKj5pKcweES8pRtK9B1DCuiqtvietrt2o8BXJG9s23N5tKOtEH-cj58ffNHkHtpO_Y4hJg1bpQnHKRt8LQ6P_6o1BaHbQfqUS-ZTXyJMjIo-5orWfoIagtN0naurXkqSKoM/w387-h290/KKWRoom19-8.jpg" width="387" /></a></div><p></p><p>A impressive conga of Classic-scale Man O' Wars. Without, should I point out, the solid-gold one of 2023.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiNGbuNHB20ng47NHjdrqV59KbzJnd_wC65wcxTtPkeojHxuVNiVO8B41jeFRGjuAH-XJ74u-qggwSbusHdNMkdw-zxQ1pN2DvYp7Za-PYTO_k2OmrqybzKUx8tMCSjQtUh6N8j8zn6psBZcbTuv-5Kz6zJxORWIoUDb6-W6MJn7m_pZzrVsWIK3HNz3g/s980/KKWRoom20-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="553" data-original-width="980" height="282" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiNGbuNHB20ng47NHjdrqV59KbzJnd_wC65wcxTtPkeojHxuVNiVO8B41jeFRGjuAH-XJ74u-qggwSbusHdNMkdw-zxQ1pN2DvYp7Za-PYTO_k2OmrqybzKUx8tMCSjQtUh6N8j8zn6psBZcbTuv-5Kz6zJxORWIoUDb6-W6MJn7m_pZzrVsWIK3HNz3g/w499-h282/KKWRoom20-8.jpg" width="499" /></a></div><p></p><p>And we're back where we started. Breathless.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR_Ctenu-koW9rCDp2iH5UuW7_yhO53BXmI401qWeNbc_BaPTfR9LKB2tw9zQP7aLblLz-9nUlVIZS86Z2EehyVWj4Rx8gRPr2MnO-fEwjFL-m0wdqa87kgMT49YgPY7agMkh7zlD61xp3bXLSNq_L1TuU8sRdOggHIfzq8CXc8zKFBMe84vRcJ8CCtzs/s800/KKWRoom21-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="297" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR_Ctenu-koW9rCDp2iH5UuW7_yhO53BXmI401qWeNbc_BaPTfR9LKB2tw9zQP7aLblLz-9nUlVIZS86Z2EehyVWj4Rx8gRPr2MnO-fEwjFL-m0wdqa87kgMT49YgPY7agMkh7zlD61xp3bXLSNq_L1TuU8sRdOggHIfzq8CXc8zKFBMe84vRcJ8CCtzs/w396-h297/KKWRoom21-8.jpg" width="396" /></a></div><br /> What a privilege it has been to aim a lens at this immense collection. I am inspired and grateful. Thank you, Kelly, so much.<br /><br />timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-7140576078736095982023-12-13T20:16:00.001-05:002023-12-14T09:11:05.438-05:00A Visit with Kelly Weimer, Part I<p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioFr-ERmFFP1HTCKN0OlBOrzbLZRt2BIgXGBhbhVfFkPwj6_oGMbEgSNzG1BUPrevc_nbb3-JQZgY7P_9BF5qkkB_EiG7jydSFaHwC-GcQ3ONmy3wovkyGEvlLY6osEnAIVjV_wnnJA9YwFzM0OH4GZHoc7S0Zq9OV-VnXRxLsVzSYj7e83YClm5T-LA4/s800/KKWFightersOne8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioFr-ERmFFP1HTCKN0OlBOrzbLZRt2BIgXGBhbhVfFkPwj6_oGMbEgSNzG1BUPrevc_nbb3-JQZgY7P_9BF5qkkB_EiG7jydSFaHwC-GcQ3ONmy3wovkyGEvlLY6osEnAIVjV_wnnJA9YwFzM0OH4GZHoc7S0Zq9OV-VnXRxLsVzSYj7e83YClm5T-LA4/s320/KKWFightersOne8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>On December 2 my husband and I had the great privilege of visiting with Kelly Korber Weimer and seeing her famous collection. Ever since I'd first caught glimpses of this magnificent assembly (on FB, through zooms and elsewhere), I had privately yearned to see it in person. That seemed impossible, despite the fact that she lived less than 3 hours away and in the same state.<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf8OWqg98rfoShYgYmMpv6CRr9kKNxlQizukk4E1ejWa1zlMCAI2uZuWJhRdc2qOtpW33TSAce-xEF08ezuqisg8zXYg6v5GfmJ0SypKiXeAWZkM4BknwX-lHgZpIX4c56nhzx265Y9MTW4e2EGLWDwBcCn3Cxv3LiU_PpjaQYisWEA9QUkvUvXnGDhqM/s970/KKWAnduFoals9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="970" height="198" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf8OWqg98rfoShYgYmMpv6CRr9kKNxlQizukk4E1ejWa1zlMCAI2uZuWJhRdc2qOtpW33TSAce-xEF08ezuqisg8zXYg6v5GfmJ0SypKiXeAWZkM4BknwX-lHgZpIX4c56nhzx265Y9MTW4e2EGLWDwBcCn3Cxv3LiU_PpjaQYisWEA9QUkvUvXnGDhqM/s320/KKWAnduFoals9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>Yet everything had come together. That day the weather was decent (always a consideration). My navigator husband wanted to get out of the house and go far away, but not have to worry about hunters. Unspoken but real, we had finally reached the stage of being able to trust small numbers of friends indoors not to infect us, (so this is a covid emergence story). On top of it all, I had the <i>best</i> excuse: I had a horse to deliver. And so it was settled.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi46jItJIIVV7LQkA6Dwb9Dm4e3hAmpPPFaxggGPdKpQL1IDxl7V2ESFHi-CN6PLMMMwSnMLDoak1cOvqbA0eAxwkgkrvSZAg_QG2zavHdN-wRRFg94QQZaSn-8bJ665Ys-i9Iu_fZMtnXHiWm1Z36qO4t05ICv3JFH8h3Y-u7zkiCKYRr3jFZ-CptwVqw/s800/KKWCroi5Gtrs8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi46jItJIIVV7LQkA6Dwb9Dm4e3hAmpPPFaxggGPdKpQL1IDxl7V2ESFHi-CN6PLMMMwSnMLDoak1cOvqbA0eAxwkgkrvSZAg_QG2zavHdN-wRRFg94QQZaSn-8bJ665Ys-i9Iu_fZMtnXHiWm1Z36qO4t05ICv3JFH8h3Y-u7zkiCKYRr3jFZ-CptwVqw/s320/KKWCroi5Gtrs8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>In the basement of an ordinary-looking house is one of the wonders of the model horse world. Kelly kindly let me blaze away. My aim from the start was not so much documenting every beast, (which I felt was an impossibility), but to grasp their overall arrangement and layout. How did the rooms (if they were rooms), fit into one another? I wanted to keep their general outline in mind, which might help keep me from getting totally drunk and lost. This was a skill I'd gained at BreyerFest over many years.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVwvVufzPjjslPYGkXyrxiQtN-LiPPDdUs2bGdTi1OYRFGnDmjYx7dvVC5DQ4lIhyphenhyphenuhxF3-X2fbE5s8fCEdaI6jYMQibVm6UYnmdyaG99QJlYmV8kEbsRi5pZpu79x9esAJPIBX_ZohF-myhMhPx5qZGw8Rn652_huclErjLkoLYG6Xpb1C7NQHzcjAJo/s800/KKWMorgansOne8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="284" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVwvVufzPjjslPYGkXyrxiQtN-LiPPDdUs2bGdTi1OYRFGnDmjYx7dvVC5DQ4lIhyphenhyphenuhxF3-X2fbE5s8fCEdaI6jYMQibVm6UYnmdyaG99QJlYmV8kEbsRi5pZpu79x9esAJPIBX_ZohF-myhMhPx5qZGw8Rn652_huclErjLkoLYG6Xpb1C7NQHzcjAJo/w379-h284/KKWMorgansOne8.jpg" width="379" /></a></div><p><i>But there was a lot to get drunk on.</i> Be warned: <b>these 2 posts </b>have a total of<b> 64 pictures.</b><br /></p><p>Starting in the basement, there were a couple of normal rooms, including this photography stage area.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVRJ967TS5kAxsfPBbFsqGVPxuggX6z7QV19V6c_Z_EdgmrGpn5AZ5ej2ac9m8YAQNC4Zp16q38qotvMfYOY2ER8Sb93tOudJoMscjf36yKWQj5pEnYr7b-S_CvmiqcalIZsNaMhpzQDND8y8AMYBS84TnL8dH1CxfGqJISZabRulCLoBYrg9Ht6sc9h8/s800/KKWphotostage8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVRJ967TS5kAxsfPBbFsqGVPxuggX6z7QV19V6c_Z_EdgmrGpn5AZ5ej2ac9m8YAQNC4Zp16q38qotvMfYOY2ER8Sb93tOudJoMscjf36yKWQj5pEnYr7b-S_CvmiqcalIZsNaMhpzQDND8y8AMYBS84TnL8dH1CxfGqJISZabRulCLoBYrg9Ht6sc9h8/s320/KKWphotostage8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>The entrance to the mysteries is to the right of this. Turning a corner, one sees a pair of doorways, and through them shelves can be seen going on to the end. Left doorway:<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj0G7_cnJCMvUCUlm2govCLZObAlDrgXsAowjIpWZaHElTtjZtya6_u2EYJ-DnOMsO4nP1eCGQK7M_CDnRQPsUEDHqU211tgTGMMdMRbtWGtSc7DKj1VviPKvOU4rvU3KMOi73MnI3bQ7_D4xqslOc87N8rTjangmkFPT_jw9s5zSmBo__-13hTBwuf8c/s800/KKWentryLeft8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj0G7_cnJCMvUCUlm2govCLZObAlDrgXsAowjIpWZaHElTtjZtya6_u2EYJ-DnOMsO4nP1eCGQK7M_CDnRQPsUEDHqU211tgTGMMdMRbtWGtSc7DKj1VviPKvOU4rvU3KMOi73MnI3bQ7_D4xqslOc87N8rTjangmkFPT_jw9s5zSmBo__-13hTBwuf8c/s320/KKWentryLeft8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />And right. The right hallway is intercepted by a cross corridor that leads to a side chamber, a space opening off the right side of a hall running parallel to the main hallway. Even that corridor is lined with horses.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-3PBIJcIG2Q5iVncwpCe8E4c768ULzlng4bQ8eHX2BcQ3Dwf4lMsNNDFhny5NsGHBIuePrRi9gbJYqVyTDh9OXqm3tt1PQUILEBbbrSTxw5BXSUFkhtaGta8deDRPtkyE_prQzZKta7_4lQBBAEUtIhgdecPZLk81LtqO7wYbB4dhxktmHvb6wlw0n6s/s800/KKWentryRight8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-3PBIJcIG2Q5iVncwpCe8E4c768ULzlng4bQ8eHX2BcQ3Dwf4lMsNNDFhny5NsGHBIuePrRi9gbJYqVyTDh9OXqm3tt1PQUILEBbbrSTxw5BXSUFkhtaGta8deDRPtkyE_prQzZKta7_4lQBBAEUtIhgdecPZLk81LtqO7wYbB4dhxktmHvb6wlw0n6s/s320/KKWentryRight8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>Here's a view straight into the side chamber, a place with some furnace ducts. This room held miscellanea on 3 sides: horses that were not Breyers, one of a kinds, overflows and extras (i.e. new molds) or those who did not fit into the general order. That order, I realized, was congas. The horses are arranged by mold. Pretty much every shot was a conga shot.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixMfmyG3UkJry07UDX_Xt4AecZQNeUxxH2cYNg-82y3Y9rOuY3h8QvaMO55I252l8ObBidve7E9wVQhMWvTzvJRYwbG0vVc_cTWvpZwMbACDUu2WQEZGMh9rI5jKoXjsn6v8FYZJ5CtTmjMpL1lwGPY69VOwpal6rxNqq4Cx6HVs1dFkJvCm4grq8tVKM/s800/KKWChapelOne8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixMfmyG3UkJry07UDX_Xt4AecZQNeUxxH2cYNg-82y3Y9rOuY3h8QvaMO55I252l8ObBidve7E9wVQhMWvTzvJRYwbG0vVc_cTWvpZwMbACDUu2WQEZGMh9rI5jKoXjsn6v8FYZJ5CtTmjMpL1lwGPY69VOwpal6rxNqq4Cx6HVs1dFkJvCm4grq8tVKM/s320/KKWChapelOne8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>I will be showing this chamber and another, far more formal, upstairs room in a <b>second post</b>. For now, just going down those hallways was enough and <i>more than enough </i>for sensory overload<i>.</i> I confess that no logical order was used while shooting. I just grabbed! (Any order you see here came along afterwards, a product of post-processing.) </p><p>Right off the bat, at lower right through the left doorway, I found my current desired horse, a white foal. Kelly wouldn't part with it, imagine that! <br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMPZRnipo0T_Mco7Se4IV8SZRZI4zQydzlLpESbojmne6Uz8YbbBaowHVy-JmIskBTCzTeXat85yoLbA5IBPtBu-TrWFzGKx6FdCuOPzKII2-oed0rAHPQYeainck7XIQKsTlSQ8rnnKbm0SR8G70MwQohoWFrfzXL7WL3k8UYuLZokiUpdNqR8zWTrlo/s800/KKWAnduFoalsTwo8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="602" data-original-width="800" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMPZRnipo0T_Mco7Se4IV8SZRZI4zQydzlLpESbojmne6Uz8YbbBaowHVy-JmIskBTCzTeXat85yoLbA5IBPtBu-TrWFzGKx6FdCuOPzKII2-oed0rAHPQYeainck7XIQKsTlSQ8rnnKbm0SR8G70MwQohoWFrfzXL7WL3k8UYuLZokiUpdNqR8zWTrlo/s320/KKWAnduFoalsTwo8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>Then my progress became a sort of amazed swinging right and left, and just went <i>on and on</i>. On the right:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv1uei-UoTuW7Qq-9lG5mTHOHidS8ETkFY6hxpjulul3X9-s_FnmIQvbK2BEugXI_cXpBZA3K75Ufo6ycOdWC6tsaMKV4taMS3jZmZkpeoPbSiILjSGNhrJllu5jWV0fcxcpCJ6TpudJFw7F0ZZA2-cDwHkJXPLU_jhdZXN-Eo0rlsWP6KjMn9j7Ip0C4/s800/KKWVermeerCroi8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv1uei-UoTuW7Qq-9lG5mTHOHidS8ETkFY6hxpjulul3X9-s_FnmIQvbK2BEugXI_cXpBZA3K75Ufo6ycOdWC6tsaMKV4taMS3jZmZkpeoPbSiILjSGNhrJllu5jWV0fcxcpCJ6TpudJFw7F0ZZA2-cDwHkJXPLU_jhdZXN-Eo0rlsWP6KjMn9j7Ip0C4/w443-h333/KKWVermeerCroi8.jpg" width="443" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoHOhFMSbOFcb0Aizz5y9bGSAeOklyS_4tzRwj_d_OaXnJyzyKK3NA0AB7BXvZxc7dMsxM9zeUFuHBn8l-Lu7MXG-rcuuz5wBd-7spilU4av0yWpQG399PSgknPcIw8No_qPgA0BpBYzxg0zxF9tiCI4S2ZYhC-K-ChzgM0Ucw6mW8u793vETbLoInwRI/s700/KKWemersoni7.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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I thought this very clever. See the Emersonii above (10th photo) - they are below the Vermeers here.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyZC_pzLjn-EQ0GPwMv3WnjkLg5mY45I-iZu8q9AdH2N469HiloEv8jSQjZumw1uCz2A-r9zKW1yQGC_E9qx_1QQUDRLzjeF8WXkRiowNtozoPbJgnnFtsEhbXcxft_bVGJtimql9TAbFfqk13NHz7cB7xp0JD6BtEEI3IdUt4VHYKkYcZEhFFNziZum8/s800/KKWCarinaVermeerCrnr8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyZC_pzLjn-EQ0GPwMv3WnjkLg5mY45I-iZu8q9AdH2N469HiloEv8jSQjZumw1uCz2A-r9zKW1yQGC_E9qx_1QQUDRLzjeF8WXkRiowNtozoPbJgnnFtsEhbXcxft_bVGJtimql9TAbFfqk13NHz7cB7xp0JD6BtEEI3IdUt4VHYKkYcZEhFFNziZum8/s320/KKWCarinaVermeerCrnr8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Naturally, shorter horses took places on shorter shelves. High on the right: Shetland Ponies.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzj0t47vcyODKvkPihN2bWcHVq9UPRikkpgHHWSvW8599ufL-4h0xzmcPL-LKY73DtHu2fH1ypY0LAw26Bl3wyoO6q5K7OoB9r0dlUxKZROYDWIJHFGW7HZ2hUqrDNh4cjeu2rBuW4aJccTPNiogvn-1G5v72cH3_VnNf8p_4GlINQngcHgrAzsqRcY78/s877/KKWShetlandsRt8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="877" height="219" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzj0t47vcyODKvkPihN2bWcHVq9UPRikkpgHHWSvW8599ufL-4h0xzmcPL-LKY73DtHu2fH1ypY0LAw26Bl3wyoO6q5K7OoB9r0dlUxKZROYDWIJHFGW7HZ2hUqrDNh4cjeu2rBuW4aJccTPNiogvn-1G5v72cH3_VnNf8p_4GlINQngcHgrAzsqRcY78/s320/KKWShetlandsRt8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6EvxSaNRT_zEQuaVW0PBtPXAyBsQEVf3oYp74z1XIIaENOIrvNMUU42yAX1e84AwJs56XyPX4Os54JgbI2seFqAgF12Fm487Gpy9RC81MZXbYl3s0YWrpr6_DgIJ1Ug4Ah6FbNstl01qJJ8GqgSKG0W5xdsEOHhmSjjNFfqYLZrzJVR80_FHlaipCKC8/s947/KKWShetlandsLft9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="947" height="203" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6EvxSaNRT_zEQuaVW0PBtPXAyBsQEVf3oYp74z1XIIaENOIrvNMUU42yAX1e84AwJs56XyPX4Os54JgbI2seFqAgF12Fm487Gpy9RC81MZXbYl3s0YWrpr6_DgIJ1Ug4Ah6FbNstl01qJJ8GqgSKG0W5xdsEOHhmSjjNFfqYLZrzJVR80_FHlaipCKC8/s320/KKWShetlandsLft9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p> Further on down this same lengthy aisle, the process repeated itself. What? only one Alborozo?<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8HHvNhPiaXrEmGp68RC3XGQM9LO2mV90a5WQjpIfvO8vGY9F3YfsEo0KOeuBlugDrq2F3S8NHgyX2L-PzNwVezwYwsDNa0FgkWiS_7OloWNy7otCfMJPeSdfYL1EKntSTNcoLfXn16QqEXIYg_599FtwfigzsxDCkW9O7-373JaLbADpS6aH11rztwgU/s894/KKWAlboCopperFx8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="894" height="215" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8HHvNhPiaXrEmGp68RC3XGQM9LO2mV90a5WQjpIfvO8vGY9F3YfsEo0KOeuBlugDrq2F3S8NHgyX2L-PzNwVezwYwsDNa0FgkWiS_7OloWNy7otCfMJPeSdfYL1EKntSTNcoLfXn16QqEXIYg_599FtwfigzsxDCkW9O7-373JaLbADpS6aH11rztwgU/s320/KKWAlboCopperFx8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzanRBqsATPcebUB91e1NiVRDS6Hmq5lm5PF7qpBsfGjycTu-lHPTAHxS_SUl_yKKSqLPnKL_aRvBb-mWJS9PpQoPws9nJEUP_QLoHRPafRSCvpJZm_Is5CQKgpG0QcNrmZ-F_Sgb60N18WCJU0-_GxNVTnGGJXcuELc9P9Fos3G2viSb68c8wFAqfsWY/s962/KKWSilversCWPs9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="962" height="293" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzanRBqsATPcebUB91e1NiVRDS6Hmq5lm5PF7qpBsfGjycTu-lHPTAHxS_SUl_yKKSqLPnKL_aRvBb-mWJS9PpQoPws9nJEUP_QLoHRPafRSCvpJZm_Is5CQKgpG0QcNrmZ-F_Sgb60N18WCJU0-_GxNVTnGGJXcuELc9P9Fos3G2viSb68c8wFAqfsWY/w469-h293/KKWSilversCWPs9.jpg" width="469" /></a></div><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMSLU8c96gnVOQpQ3DKJmdjv3TBNwj9vUC6gt0X_PUtWwumbF3VxlRkbwbpNPFpBcUzgibGeU2-guaESSNKID028q9AbODkokq47XXLa6qigaINxJeHU1hliLOLROYfB3ZTRSn0fpmNmA3P_1Yugh7uJ9xtky4CQJ4f5qOP8kLEfvfGFnBJMUZ6UkBvuo/s900/KKWDomingos9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="515" data-original-width="900" height="229" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMSLU8c96gnVOQpQ3DKJmdjv3TBNwj9vUC6gt0X_PUtWwumbF3VxlRkbwbpNPFpBcUzgibGeU2-guaESSNKID028q9AbODkokq47XXLa6qigaINxJeHU1hliLOLROYfB3ZTRSn0fpmNmA3P_1Yugh7uJ9xtky4CQJ4f5qOP8kLEfvfGFnBJMUZ6UkBvuo/w400-h229/KKWDomingos9.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMg2McWYAA62Fa27tCOXvViLr5T3v6FGLBg7gX8nvbXQpxcXCUF07GPHGYOQvnoVRkqvI1Mq43zr_no6xUzd_rKhoQWwNxdf-NCQakM1Ed1T9yfsjP-3-lVounlmNF70OtFrk7OWeSub4b8mUXfnz_CBIz2xtfmYOhuCLafshrAqgTSoDbelbelMQ7NeA/s800/KKWLonesomeGlories8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="668" data-original-width="800" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMg2McWYAA62Fa27tCOXvViLr5T3v6FGLBg7gX8nvbXQpxcXCUF07GPHGYOQvnoVRkqvI1Mq43zr_no6xUzd_rKhoQWwNxdf-NCQakM1Ed1T9yfsjP-3-lVounlmNF70OtFrk7OWeSub4b8mUXfnz_CBIz2xtfmYOhuCLafshrAqgTSoDbelbelMQ7NeA/s320/KKWLonesomeGlories8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>(Above) The blue Lonesome Glory is a repaint. (Below) Ahah, here is the mother of the foal I wanted, standing with others of her shape (Corazon, or Celeste: Andalusian Mare).</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL1KbmN7b_Cv4p19UFztkxy1z_fa-H7Cyqljzbjx_kXaMdPIbnWyKinWpdxYZQp0FiIrzx_X7YfL5qkc55zofWHqQi5fF7FuwRXOVHDrl2Ac2zLTZca0Lkqk8PV4kkHvzVaGsNmg0JsC5idRmBP5ynFT3nqYwwya-BYFyRYbR1YcWG3-DXQ851CFDWVTA/s881/KKWCorazonsWPs8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="881" height="316" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL1KbmN7b_Cv4p19UFztkxy1z_fa-H7Cyqljzbjx_kXaMdPIbnWyKinWpdxYZQp0FiIrzx_X7YfL5qkc55zofWHqQi5fF7FuwRXOVHDrl2Ac2zLTZca0Lkqk8PV4kkHvzVaGsNmg0JsC5idRmBP5ynFT3nqYwwya-BYFyRYbR1YcWG3-DXQ851CFDWVTA/w464-h316/KKWCorazonsWPs8.jpg" width="464" /></a></div><p></p><p>Clearly a collection as large as this one has been years, decades, in the
making. I never did get a head count but it must be in the thousands. For contrast, my own collection, over nearly the same span of time, tops out at about four hundred, not counting SMs.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGvI0flWtsLg5fPgfoiEaYWcvwZrqxdxh_CFAsXWFQfKEHkvqfnxt9blQ__36KBcc5uEeAACm_U8gRkdM4LGodCbNyUhQEJgmiGOBDqnQXt6B8UahbIJjN0Hyr2AATAg2EBIFJviWJ0J4i1GzvOYI8Sn2dfz9Qso0m0XAPr5KMNi-PoGmj0aj5jah-nlw/s800/KKWTwoBits8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="322" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGvI0flWtsLg5fPgfoiEaYWcvwZrqxdxh_CFAsXWFQfKEHkvqfnxt9blQ__36KBcc5uEeAACm_U8gRkdM4LGodCbNyUhQEJgmiGOBDqnQXt6B8UahbIJjN0Hyr2AATAg2EBIFJviWJ0J4i1GzvOYI8Sn2dfz9Qso0m0XAPr5KMNi-PoGmj0aj5jah-nlw/w429-h322/KKWTwoBits8.jpg" width="429" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3NdNJmWPRBNzynvgX1yRF2_2X4Pglyog3nlmHDXOl6PzG0AF5Euhd7tIm-dg0EchmZMBq90uEVlqIba8HAe-FuLB-aghM7PAAwNJDu3dBGXJqk89eI9fMEu6asmftMer5MeJBUbZLUDB6VWFyeuZ7HR9-9gTAFM7D1hrzEyVePVIPKlGdZDrsdB2j2uo/s826/KKWDuendes8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="826" height="232" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3NdNJmWPRBNzynvgX1yRF2_2X4Pglyog3nlmHDXOl6PzG0AF5Euhd7tIm-dg0EchmZMBq90uEVlqIba8HAe-FuLB-aghM7PAAwNJDu3dBGXJqk89eI9fMEu6asmftMer5MeJBUbZLUDB6VWFyeuZ7HR9-9gTAFM7D1hrzEyVePVIPKlGdZDrsdB2j2uo/s320/KKWDuendes8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghVCt8rC09wDFzzY69r0X-V2X5Laz56HhDL9A-3Ugo0vndqkCj8MWRyCmOASzxWUmWkv-f9_9lOXxBBkgWNBpaqQ7HH04FP2rzCp3IANmEghCWwNyMuxBvsn399RMT_n6yCYC0npxfZEFXEaEBv5EduxOQz0XhyphenhyphenZ6zXT1-nDTIqGhVAYwBnfKph8Qepj0/s753/KKWPAMs8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="753" height="255" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghVCt8rC09wDFzzY69r0X-V2X5Laz56HhDL9A-3Ugo0vndqkCj8MWRyCmOASzxWUmWkv-f9_9lOXxBBkgWNBpaqQ7HH04FP2rzCp3IANmEghCWwNyMuxBvsn399RMT_n6yCYC0npxfZEFXEaEBv5EduxOQz0XhyphenhyphenZ6zXT1-nDTIqGhVAYwBnfKph8Qepj0/s320/KKWPAMs8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCHOlvuzz1Fh2RbdB1THTBMDDKuPBwH9EHm0MVtqKwQYuThSkmiWc56X42ghnEPeNu1nMLbHvsfu2HFuAsD46DUURLrAGFKpECIW5F26lpDsZj3H3t_sAVScNHWMGZhDQXaxaTRkboNFH0T7nm5RyaJjqVkwEfpWifFUymu6Z9ZgBXvIwjCneXk0dO95Q/s839/KKWSuperHartlands8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="839" height="348" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCHOlvuzz1Fh2RbdB1THTBMDDKuPBwH9EHm0MVtqKwQYuThSkmiWc56X42ghnEPeNu1nMLbHvsfu2HFuAsD46DUURLrAGFKpECIW5F26lpDsZj3H3t_sAVScNHWMGZhDQXaxaTRkboNFH0T7nm5RyaJjqVkwEfpWifFUymu6Z9ZgBXvIwjCneXk0dO95Q/w486-h348/KKWSuperHartlands8.jpg" width="486" /></a></div><p></p><p>Deeper and deeper into the mysterious depths. The chestnut PAS on the end is by Kathy Maestas, and was found in an antique shop.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicihMbInz8u6V8zvlaNcXMFX_KuIUJDX7Mt52TJiI7MDSOUfpLzX360oJlySZH7Wt8_g_cWnGfoifuxvXx1Ov02nGDFZpLJ06xc2JrtfUxaHSVwLm2-_hwnI8BzjuR7zjtdTEPAGTk4Gj6oeyZf54CU0n8oYKhT46Q25ImdV1ycywsGR17P4BkJL2sl70/s852/KKWPASs8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="852" height="278" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicihMbInz8u6V8zvlaNcXMFX_KuIUJDX7Mt52TJiI7MDSOUfpLzX360oJlySZH7Wt8_g_cWnGfoifuxvXx1Ov02nGDFZpLJ06xc2JrtfUxaHSVwLm2-_hwnI8BzjuR7zjtdTEPAGTk4Gj6oeyZf54CU0n8oYKhT46Q25ImdV1ycywsGR17P4BkJL2sl70/w395-h278/KKWPASs8.jpg" width="395" /></a></div><br />The zebras were on a cross corridor corner. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE4Y9Tf9UnJUNbvCUDWMvmyw8g27Tpg3OOsKxq2C479lagJfostJeMVDW5BOkUsk-cF0WxmMSCrEC7eHgtnARmgURsQ1Vjc_0NWw2DNmSdYi6ehsCDb470f6mqs_IPO7WvJlZ4dpmbJcd9n_0RFtiz0QSDyAyTrkEV_xbQT8v-6yq3nGy6uWRai1lJxMI/s800/KKWzebras8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE4Y9Tf9UnJUNbvCUDWMvmyw8g27Tpg3OOsKxq2C479lagJfostJeMVDW5BOkUsk-cF0WxmMSCrEC7eHgtnARmgURsQ1Vjc_0NWw2DNmSdYi6ehsCDb470f6mqs_IPO7WvJlZ4dpmbJcd9n_0RFtiz0QSDyAyTrkEV_xbQT8v-6yq3nGy6uWRai1lJxMI/s320/KKWzebras8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />At last, at the ends of the earth, I saw the back wall. These two shots give the atmosphere of the place pretty well.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixrqHt-mx1LYnJUfKpXx0OK-kja0zkxVNEc-K2f28cG7QBK-9Xu7uUCxNuGLHfJHtL2XR7q9vBhFZZy3rZVpZHsyNCEX_ZUx7CzjCDnL6jgFwtGZmKp9zJHWc6asMQZiQQcO3zyG1sBzEX-qLv855edTvk-ax3yHY-u0K8dXgQOangB8k9v8_hpfBZNKg/s800/KKWBarutiEnd8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="294" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixrqHt-mx1LYnJUfKpXx0OK-kja0zkxVNEc-K2f28cG7QBK-9Xu7uUCxNuGLHfJHtL2XR7q9vBhFZZy3rZVpZHsyNCEX_ZUx7CzjCDnL6jgFwtGZmKp9zJHWc6asMQZiQQcO3zyG1sBzEX-qLv855edTvk-ax3yHY-u0K8dXgQOangB8k9v8_hpfBZNKg/w392-h294/KKWBarutiEnd8.jpg" width="392" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5x8eI6jPtWKKYGqsvtbPOuYp6mWPJoiknT_Lde9pX5nwaC3KZt8nQLMp-WemY40Lkriwb2rwBxrOG4pZqv9Tms779LiWYmIEMPRUSiOKzfFOcd8Pg8YI_h0FEqxeqHRECnDMgm7njiSePvbTD8QHmBtIN4k00wFUbt2nesA5zpJYWwgAE50JA14Pi2x8/s800/KKWValegroEnd8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5x8eI6jPtWKKYGqsvtbPOuYp6mWPJoiknT_Lde9pX5nwaC3KZt8nQLMp-WemY40Lkriwb2rwBxrOG4pZqv9Tms779LiWYmIEMPRUSiOKzfFOcd8Pg8YI_h0FEqxeqHRECnDMgm7njiSePvbTD8QHmBtIN4k00wFUbt2nesA5zpJYWwgAE50JA14Pi2x8/s320/KKWValegroEnd8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>With a wide brim hat, a long tail and a camera around my neck, I had to be careful how I turned around. At first I kept muttering, "I didn't know it would be this small." I meant the space they all were in -- I felt they deserved a great deal of room. Memories from the Patagonia Museum of the Horse in AZ n the 1970s, and, further back, winding through the tourist alleys of Nogales, Mexico, were in my brain. This was before I realized there was an <b>entire room</b> on the first floor with a <i>lot more</i> horses.</p><p>And when I did, the first thing I said was, "So that's where the other Alborozos are!" She laughed out loud.<br /></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-28134593663187238642023-12-08T21:13:00.001-05:002023-12-10T10:32:55.163-05:00Pin Sale Post<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPHnC2ni0qgMBxvLq7zNdzaidmCscfME3grsa1E_RMqipgaYMw2zoElkYUZJyKe4qqPLNjSxOKDPNQj0prcrcYN-xmnkE2bGhBXPiE5a1qh57GtGx3qPzOTMApt9GKSQr0qsvHDSt1nHwXFPtXKg7qyAsAOrkMoY71s5usqZzZVeujnGPgAZU8iPcgekU/s900/PinSalesCombo9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="647" data-original-width="900" height="230" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPHnC2ni0qgMBxvLq7zNdzaidmCscfME3grsa1E_RMqipgaYMw2zoElkYUZJyKe4qqPLNjSxOKDPNQj0prcrcYN-xmnkE2bGhBXPiE5a1qh57GtGx3qPzOTMApt9GKSQr0qsvHDSt1nHwXFPtXKg7qyAsAOrkMoY71s5usqZzZVeujnGPgAZU8iPcgekU/s320/PinSalesCombo9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>When you collect pins as assiduously as I have, you're bound to wind up with a few extras. Some of these were purchased with resale in mind; some are duplicates; and some, like the earrings, were genuine mistakes on my part. This post will be a close look at all the pins I currently have for sale or trade. Trade wishlist is at the bottom of this post!<br /></p><p>There's one big <b>caveat</b>: Unless you grab these by <b>Dec 15th</b>, <i><u>everything's on hold til late January.</u></i> I'm old enough to invoke the ancient hobby habit of no mail order during the Christmas rush. (We were afraid we'd lose our precious ponies; too often, we did.) I'm out of town from Jan 2 to 26 and cannot post packages while canoeing down South. (Which doesn't mean I can't mail off Christmas letters. But I digress...)</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWTeZTu1GKiJchHS3jRAiXVlfx9DxD91VWVAFc9iM_E8JHuH7UgYvRTCgcadov2zR8XwMr_VEjrjRVNS72LVu6VANH7zN6dnyQCSS3eYSJ7T2m6JMI7clxD3H1Zptq5D24IOmwF4_7iDm0wVPuc5aXHsp_DehPtmeNT6wg7GGB5_A7V8b0t6MPSi_pK2M/s800/S&GIndianPony7.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="729" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWTeZTu1GKiJchHS3jRAiXVlfx9DxD91VWVAFc9iM_E8JHuH7UgYvRTCgcadov2zR8XwMr_VEjrjRVNS72LVu6VANH7zN6dnyQCSS3eYSJ7T2m6JMI7clxD3H1Zptq5D24IOmwF4_7iDm0wVPuc5aXHsp_DehPtmeNT6wg7GGB5_A7V8b0t6MPSi_pK2M/s320/S&GIndianPony7.jpg" width="292" /></a></div><br />Isn't this a cute pin (above)? For all that he's 1.25 inches tall, I had to get this one when I first saw him! It's a Daniel Muller Indian Pony, and I hadn't known this pin existed. As luck would have it, I found a Stein & Goldstein Stander pin I hadn't known existed either, and had to get that one,... and with him came this. So it's a genuine duplicate in my collection. <br /><p></p><p>Almost the same story applies to this graceful blue and white Stein & Goldstein Jumper (below). I already had one, from long ago, but that Stander came accompanied. Each of these carousel cuties should be priced somewhere around <span style="color: #800180;">$15 plus $5 postage</span>.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjShs1C7uaGqbc_rsPLC3uFRrA252Ny6rYuVJojKniPY0fDyoIn9tmANFjSOtkzvC4TbC2WRInALdd0x4DtgxN2ikZswsAT-a1ArDJ0b4TMsUH4rd1X2WadRLfqgq7vRgwXWFuPRbBbNREZAMEi5I8WvjWDxJJsUpMXrjo3QnCxrcp0uiSaeNjKSeKULm8/s800/Stein&GoldsteinJumper6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="639" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjShs1C7uaGqbc_rsPLC3uFRrA252Ny6rYuVJojKniPY0fDyoIn9tmANFjSOtkzvC4TbC2WRInALdd0x4DtgxN2ikZswsAT-a1ArDJ0b4TMsUH4rd1X2WadRLfqgq7vRgwXWFuPRbBbNREZAMEi5I8WvjWDxJJsUpMXrjo3QnCxrcp0uiSaeNjKSeKULm8/s320/Stein&GoldsteinJumper6.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br />You'll have to forgive photography of these two in their cellophane. Each one comes with a brass pinch clasp for the back.<br /><p></p><p> I suppose it had to happen sooner or later! I thought those Minkiewicz earrings would be dandy little pins on their own; I thought I could disassemble them and display them by themselves. But when they arrived, I changed my mind. A rare thing happened: I didn't like a Mink pin product. I suspect not wearing earrings had something to do with it,...</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYu9dFocCmbyFiPr0Hn3eb_7je_d2fG-noaEDJADCilj2KucpMT23E7a_NUb8_haMqrXEXBVMTplYXEHHO44MlZSq-gs4W46TMRQFX16MiX2ycdeD3fNRrVQOqO0jjMgQ63kqOqplV3KEDg4YlgdyGifAiIq0cHlnMboEtOnd9CyrXau8RKHODh5YtKM4/s900/EarringsZebra6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="652" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYu9dFocCmbyFiPr0Hn3eb_7je_d2fG-noaEDJADCilj2KucpMT23E7a_NUb8_haMqrXEXBVMTplYXEHHO44MlZSq-gs4W46TMRQFX16MiX2ycdeD3fNRrVQOqO0jjMgQ63kqOqplV3KEDg4YlgdyGifAiIq0cHlnMboEtOnd9CyrXau8RKHODh5YtKM4/s320/EarringsZebra6.jpg" width="232" /></a></div><br />In themselves these are absolutely charming examples of what can be done with Mink's art. They really are tiny; the <b>zebras</b> are one inch high. They and the <b>Quaggas</b> are hook earrings with silver hardware. I am willing to let them go for <span style="color: #800180;">$50 a pair plus $5 postage</span>. (The release price for these hook earrings was forty.)<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqR2q07CUkKL83KjqRxHFP4YDr3hExWLuJNmpY2Fyl46kJQBQ8qbT0lphVQh-8wKKtzcT9_JwlIOjX93EGotnI5zwSh0JVhrq6rXKwmwub_GrUmL1tjIfEQs38BKU2oyBell8rS4-HGeSUWNGRCXdUyt2bIk3BDGaFq_rb6bbQRQJ0x8e7xQrujELrUEM/s900/EarringsQuagga7.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="707" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqR2q07CUkKL83KjqRxHFP4YDr3hExWLuJNmpY2Fyl46kJQBQ8qbT0lphVQh-8wKKtzcT9_JwlIOjX93EGotnI5zwSh0JVhrq6rXKwmwub_GrUmL1tjIfEQs38BKU2oyBell8rS4-HGeSUWNGRCXdUyt2bIk3BDGaFq_rb6bbQRQJ0x8e7xQrujELrUEM/s320/EarringsQuagga7.jpg" width="251" /></a></div><p></p><p>The size of the Quaggas is 1.13 inches high, a smidge bigger than their friends the zebras. But you should see the <b>Unicorns</b>! These mini miracles are just half an inch!! Rose gold in color, these are pinback earrings. The pins stick right out of the package. <i>Yup: right through the cellophane...</i> It's another miracle that they traveled safely in their bubble envelope...</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVVmo_4QplF-yaCiVU2KyAQ40OdkN4wSZugdLQejUJI0RlqB4WJnBIpXthor6_BOCW4667Nj7AeB1OSInuY51vlixGj1EPNbjE4LSRTEjPHohebG52kONtdDU0MT_xzn1FZBVMjhadQ7sZaVHQEOk99gAati7vUr_sWQKk_HMVE3FRZEdG9bTJKqR1DQQ/s900/EarringsUnicornOne6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="671" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVVmo_4QplF-yaCiVU2KyAQ40OdkN4wSZugdLQejUJI0RlqB4WJnBIpXthor6_BOCW4667Nj7AeB1OSInuY51vlixGj1EPNbjE4LSRTEjPHohebG52kONtdDU0MT_xzn1FZBVMjhadQ7sZaVHQEOk99gAati7vUr_sWQKk_HMVE3FRZEdG9bTJKqR1DQQ/s320/EarringsUnicornOne6.jpg" width="239" /></a></div><p>These are versions of none other than Mink's very first pin, Unicorn One, first sold in January of 2021. Here's a close up:</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCOQASCSY4itE4kfe-vXrFv28g2xm6FmghEDNXghEkFkliS7OXYvt09vOSP6h3WBbf-UAQTg8VM7F-aKwRiN5LUnOYrQj0LKgIdTj5G6I7fo9Nzxy2oCGqc_Vs0evxDeh0Vo_pnB2AT4GLnE6zyjpjJJSSm_TX9u-_FvQmmviBxPk7GS-ZQyhyphenhyphengtku4xY/s800/EarringsUnicornsClose8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="601" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCOQASCSY4itE4kfe-vXrFv28g2xm6FmghEDNXghEkFkliS7OXYvt09vOSP6h3WBbf-UAQTg8VM7F-aKwRiN5LUnOYrQj0LKgIdTj5G6I7fo9Nzxy2oCGqc_Vs0evxDeh0Vo_pnB2AT4GLnE6zyjpjJJSSm_TX9u-_FvQmmviBxPk7GS-ZQyhyphenhyphengtku4xY/s320/EarringsUnicornsClose8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Aren't they charmers! The release price for these pinback earrings was thirty-five, so I'm thinking of charging <span style="color: #800180;">$40 + $5 postage.</span></p><p><span style="color: #800180;"> </span>The remaining three pins are standard Mink issues: Faleadon the Imperial Unicorn (released August 24 of this year), Driving in Style Gelderlander from BreyerFest 2023, and Runicorn III, released December 8 of 2022. I'm asking <span style="color: #800180;">$40 each + $5 postage</span>.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRaeuYaNmOexgdiBNkff3CePg3Tvf0TgicfeP4CKNJI67ITcXuth7JzGrtvWWpfSHbEQDmYqc4k1V9PqZmPgS-MfRNhEjCU7GvgUgTR1HhcuaSnb4j4oCSxD0yhV17BLjR0DimeTgYKEnMr_enI6Ysm_0CkO7Wl1unxpapimazBhyt5e_HqffoJbDV1DY/s1143/FaleadonGelderRunicorn10.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="1143" height="168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRaeuYaNmOexgdiBNkff3CePg3Tvf0TgicfeP4CKNJI67ITcXuth7JzGrtvWWpfSHbEQDmYqc4k1V9PqZmPgS-MfRNhEjCU7GvgUgTR1HhcuaSnb4j4oCSxD0yhV17BLjR0DimeTgYKEnMr_enI6Ysm_0CkO7Wl1unxpapimazBhyt5e_HqffoJbDV1DY/s320/FaleadonGelderRunicorn10.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p>You can read more about Faleadon and the Gelderlander in my latest blog post on pins: <a href="https://timarustarii.blogspot.com/2023/10/fibonacci-pins.html" target="_blank">Fibonacci Pins</a>.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk0S6pmMhkJ-vSlKF447laDFNOXKwbPJcZqSFT6e_85KK3QJTi4iR6Tk-Kt-2YSw5wdb6b0TwAXDgG_CI8LinV1mUrthjVE_tq9mcPeab6UhQ5m4kRbDxZhD8QD1gnVEg6hPNPydkX7tCSEiX2eERnL0uep7UwWPN7fnfJBFyLlB-7umPuXt5JdTw08SI/s869/MinkFaleadonPin6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="869" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk0S6pmMhkJ-vSlKF447laDFNOXKwbPJcZqSFT6e_85KK3QJTi4iR6Tk-Kt-2YSw5wdb6b0TwAXDgG_CI8LinV1mUrthjVE_tq9mcPeab6UhQ5m4kRbDxZhD8QD1gnVEg6hPNPydkX7tCSEiX2eERnL0uep7UwWPN7fnfJBFyLlB-7umPuXt5JdTw08SI/s320/MinkFaleadonPin6.jpg" width="221" /></a></div><p>They both have fantastic sparkle backgrounds!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUd6q05_AxwuCxuySesoj0KBXBXB3IN2UDPTpREHOe-iAIGJnde69GzjhIrYskDHxUtoJ5FhbO0QHP3iUQCqcNZxpwuoo5qaG6zYipFplzROaCIEg96MspYuCR2Yi2jU9jDggTb1eahWhpr0y7wGCf7AxguiD7XoABBSH0kZ5pbhzdLSRo7IU5zwH93uI/s947/MinkGelderlanderPin9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="550" data-original-width="947" height="186" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUd6q05_AxwuCxuySesoj0KBXBXB3IN2UDPTpREHOe-iAIGJnde69GzjhIrYskDHxUtoJ5FhbO0QHP3iUQCqcNZxpwuoo5qaG6zYipFplzROaCIEg96MspYuCR2Yi2jU9jDggTb1eahWhpr0y7wGCf7AxguiD7XoABBSH0kZ5pbhzdLSRo7IU5zwH93uI/s320/MinkGelderlanderPin9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>The same sparkle applies to the mythic Runicorn:</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx6fZvGChQIvvIdrCTRu6WnpkTF82csdbcCyB7j7DewiSYKOePjEw53xi46CV7yP6xgq8PouCq4C-x7Ozc6am08YPL1Mnqa3me_mSmVfVmvibasVNpcypG37U7GpkyVgWEeMkQ4RI9fYr8UnMwClIOEDmKDaipmQwctna00c_qOobXzWpuKchcRK0KElg/s800/Runicorn2Pkg5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="472" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx6fZvGChQIvvIdrCTRu6WnpkTF82csdbcCyB7j7DewiSYKOePjEw53xi46CV7yP6xgq8PouCq4C-x7Ozc6am08YPL1Mnqa3me_mSmVfVmvibasVNpcypG37U7GpkyVgWEeMkQ4RI9fYr8UnMwClIOEDmKDaipmQwctna00c_qOobXzWpuKchcRK0KElg/s320/Runicorn2Pkg5.jpg" width="189" /></a></div><br /> <b>Trade and Wish List:</b> <i>repeat after me:</i> Any of the above, up to three pieces, for Mink's Dancing Horses <b>Bastian</b> and <b>Trinka</b>. These pins were released in January of 2022 (Bastian) and Sept of 2021 (Trinka) and were the second and first Dancing Horse pins ever released. That has something to do with how rare they are, but not all: I suspect the news just hasn't migrated far enough.<br /><p></p><p>Thanks for looking!<br /><br /><br /></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-58322127769255083102023-11-24T20:43:00.002-05:002023-12-08T21:15:00.711-05:00Polar Vortex<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeWIRT4EGMGQKTXPJMmyt_i2shy1Zx_qHiNEYH7AOvM2YF_K29N1WqwAJTEW50yhshUlvFzWuOyXVROfQhLqMwZiGkL4B3CFM0Hk0IPza1WqiBnEQ7NR95PRVkGIsCk6YBxM9AuEAPSwmE0rAN1wRPfCYeeXkeMj-if4Hpv8LMAKo3IdWx2IeoSNftfy0/s932/ZosinaPolarLowOffs9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="932" height="251" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeWIRT4EGMGQKTXPJMmyt_i2shy1Zx_qHiNEYH7AOvM2YF_K29N1WqwAJTEW50yhshUlvFzWuOyXVROfQhLqMwZiGkL4B3CFM0Hk0IPza1WqiBnEQ7NR95PRVkGIsCk6YBxM9AuEAPSwmE0rAN1wRPfCYeeXkeMj-if4Hpv8LMAKo3IdWx2IeoSNftfy0/w390-h251/ZosinaPolarLowOffs9.jpg" width="390" /></a></div><p></p><p>This is yet another FB post gone blogspot, because despite my best efforts to keep things short, it's too tempting to babble about everything in these 3 pictures. Whatever's easiest, whatever's simplest: That's what gets blogged about, not the long-promised stuff, not the carefully researched history ones nor the memorial ones, deserving though they be, and as fun as it is to blog. Those take time and work and right now the time is nearly all going into the next book. Soon I'll be making tack again and <i>that</i> is a pleasure too long denied, as well ---!!</p><p>So Vail finally arrived. I'd received a delivery notice on Friday the 17th, went downtown on Monday the 20th fully expecting him to be there, and picked up instead -- a boxful of puzzles from Bits & Pieces. "That's all I have for you," begged the clerk. Unhorsed, I went home. The next convenient opportunity for going downtown was today, Friday the 24th. Lo, not only was Vail there, but so was a huge box that turned out to be from Germany. "Vuca!" cried the wargamer in the house -- and I learned this was a company he'd least expected to deliver the goods, not after the war in Ukraine! (It was a Ukrainian war game, with phenomenally bad timing in its release -- unintentional of course.) Well, good things come to those who wait.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4V1TmdLSKcBT7tD4-kP5CxRIcJEHDmvVMFw6WMXcMbsyq10CqxZlNGGKSabAjPZlnT5WOU5aAFjwI2zD2MpWtFDlP8nUpMYbmOBuqG5wXRm359RAlTmoB7O5d80C1pCT8Zin7PSC051nvJ8kz9Vv3d5FiUw3goDBvbk357K_oSzB238WzjeDozYQaCUo/s800/GoodMailDay1124.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4V1TmdLSKcBT7tD4-kP5CxRIcJEHDmvVMFw6WMXcMbsyq10CqxZlNGGKSabAjPZlnT5WOU5aAFjwI2zD2MpWtFDlP8nUpMYbmOBuqG5wXRm359RAlTmoB7O5d80C1pCT8Zin7PSC051nvJ8kz9Vv3d5FiUw3goDBvbk357K_oSzB238WzjeDozYQaCUo/s320/GoodMailDay1124.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p></p><p>Yes, that's a copy of Driving Digest magazine. Since it's Black Friday, there should be some package-opening to counterbalance all the purchasing (even though none of these was bought today).</p><p>Now, I already had a Totilas. Back in 2017, I'd taken the time to make a special base for this horse, thanks to guidance from N. Hertzog. </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwQJTj9FPm-dP3P-9DTDlD24UfAhtlNAtztwA5FY7FyyzeYTzp_SrtpELqwCHg7zzxv6OIIr7S5R_dEb5m_i_e1L79h-x9mC3C1Y8bi6hZA63QMwuANyJuKMWzWp2r-pgtJl2GXTp_mjLjWQcmUPuMfysHBlV-Pg2bWFdtfOsAPx2TB_CKwMA1ClFltn4/s800/ZosSleiSan8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwQJTj9FPm-dP3P-9DTDlD24UfAhtlNAtztwA5FY7FyyzeYTzp_SrtpELqwCHg7zzxv6OIIr7S5R_dEb5m_i_e1L79h-x9mC3C1Y8bi6hZA63QMwuANyJuKMWzWp2r-pgtJl2GXTp_mjLjWQcmUPuMfysHBlV-Pg2bWFdtfOsAPx2TB_CKwMA1ClFltn4/s320/ZosSleiSan8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>I detest horses on stands, and as a rule, there are few in my herd. However, for this delicious palomino, an unusual effort was made. I made a permanent stand from Masonite and Fimo and embedded a nail and a screw, one for each hoof. One can disassemble it with a screwdriver, if required; but why? I painted it brown and thought I'd never need another Totilas.</p><p>Well, I was wrong.</p><p>The names of these three reflect the sky in some form or fashion. The Huckleberry Bey Technicolor is my darkest modern Copenhagen, an incredible royal blue color-shift, and (how many times are you going to hear this) very hard to photograph. I named him Orion after the constellation, a celestial name. The Clock Saddlebred I named Cirrus Floccus. (C'mon, my husband is a meteorology professor ---!!) <span style="color: #0b5394;">Note from the future: I remembered his name. Polar Low was close, but now (as of Dec 8) it's Polar Vortex.</span><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN_vwnp-ussd9S3QxgzGg4Z5-BZpAiBoeZCYZ-wy5m7PTQF3E3E93-hRtI-SAb-cbkjMLqyq3mhXPR2flBiP8Lky7-hqRocvnYyPOFefTB_ZZa96whHvxYGsFytqfbJHyIzGtTgwAlo4V_hzTcZ3SdIj_jBBQrGqyUVrihdMh_cVf-BgWAu3XVt8juMtU/s927/OrionPolarLowCirrusNears9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="927" height="287" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN_vwnp-ussd9S3QxgzGg4Z5-BZpAiBoeZCYZ-wy5m7PTQF3E3E93-hRtI-SAb-cbkjMLqyq3mhXPR2flBiP8Lky7-hqRocvnYyPOFefTB_ZZa96whHvxYGsFytqfbJHyIzGtTgwAlo4V_hzTcZ3SdIj_jBBQrGqyUVrihdMh_cVf-BgWAu3XVt8juMtU/w444-h287/OrionPolarLowCirrusNears9.jpg" width="444" /></a></div><br />I have always loved the Copenhagens. I shall always be grateful that I have a couple of the original vintage ones, collected in the 1980s. These three contemporary Decos are fantastic, incredible horses: Dreams come true. <br /><br /><p></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-55114276125309078732023-11-09T21:09:00.000-05:002023-11-09T21:09:24.212-05:00Progress Report 2<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidmoHEq5MQg_EVSAEk30UZaGDlnzaBLhsUhofLqSJl9UXuTEq_UHkC7opCbaWNqSQzAWLSi8PHa8MKLiu_3LDoVg_Hj-8ZUn1_YOFaulfjkVh_hHGy1QR0HiPGc1jrfLNm7duSI29Rhrd4IiHfHKMbeWsSzziW61d_nyp1QXrJADg9AKFbeDyIOxArHIU/s740/BackCoverRoughDraft1250.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="672" data-original-width="740" height="291" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidmoHEq5MQg_EVSAEk30UZaGDlnzaBLhsUhofLqSJl9UXuTEq_UHkC7opCbaWNqSQzAWLSi8PHa8MKLiu_3LDoVg_Hj-8ZUn1_YOFaulfjkVh_hHGy1QR0HiPGc1jrfLNm7duSI29Rhrd4IiHfHKMbeWsSzziW61d_nyp1QXrJADg9AKFbeDyIOxArHIU/s320/BackCoverRoughDraft1250.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>It's time for another progress report on my next book! Heaven knows it's been a slow slog,... only a year and a quarter! still not done yet!,... but progress has definitely been made. My vision for it is so much clearer now; and it keeps getting clearer as more and more gets done. We're up to 27 Plates (pages of drawings) now. We've gone through the alphabet and are starting over at AA --!!<br /><p></p><p>This exciting book originally intended to profile eight pieces of headgear: <a href="https://timarustarii.blogspot.com/2023/03/progress-report-no-1-meet-eight.html" target="_blank">Meet the 8.</a> As that post reported, of course, the project kept getting bigger and bigger. As it stands now, there's a 5-page Table of Contents, a 9-page Introduction, and three of the 8 pieces (<b>Ricky's</b>, <b>Duke's</b> and <b>Malaguena's</b>) plus supporting chapters such as <b>Braiding Sinew</b>. Malaguena's has been by far the most monstrous effort, spawning 10 Plates, 23 pages and 41 photos.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirbnXHy7WwOSpz1GlC1kivGTpA2eu7YKImBEW_J3vyfIu4p-OoI9k99fWQyhFDrQqj5b2X3G3VFFE5E2SSjaSkllSl96sBQObK0G9nHllIRpTaKOsDCqxV-sjyst_8373KVNclXmaEjXWXAzV5w82XPOrGb5Z3aopBIzNONFzmO7KzVIjJbUHzy63JPD8/s900/Mala95Laid-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="817" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirbnXHy7WwOSpz1GlC1kivGTpA2eu7YKImBEW_J3vyfIu4p-OoI9k99fWQyhFDrQqj5b2X3G3VFFE5E2SSjaSkllSl96sBQObK0G9nHllIRpTaKOsDCqxV-sjyst_8373KVNclXmaEjXWXAzV5w82XPOrGb5Z3aopBIzNONFzmO7KzVIjJbUHzy63JPD8/s320/Mala95Laid-8.jpg" width="290" /></a></div><p>For comparison, Ricky's only took one Plate and Duke's has two,... </p><p>Today I am proud to announce that the chapter on <b>Braiding Thread Buttons</b> (as opposed to Sinew) is almost finished. It has 8 Plates! Following it is something I'm calling the <b>First Interlude</b>, consisting of five Plates. Four are already done. The First Interlude covers subjects I really did want to include in this book but which weren't headgear per se. These parts and procedures contribute to the 8 pieces but could stand on their own. The five
Plates are <b>Braided Curbstraps</b>, <b>Connectors</b>, <b>Hobbles</b>, <b>Braided Rings</b> and one I'm slipping in early, <b>Peet's Romal Reins</b>. Peet's is <i>very</i> advanced, but only one button off of <b>Tissarn's</b>,
piece no. 7. I couldn't resist including it, but put it next to the
parts about braiding sinew (e.g. Malaguena's) because that's what it
was.</p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcZKb01F9wr1m8tqVvy_kpKMY8WtCX1TBZLZJTd4Hb9qbEz0NSiJWwK9Zt29oG7G4NYwLonMflryd6Vw-yyYgmkBU-2RBRIN2jyVag6RRRZkixgXkT1mXsgAd1Z9YsOJlB5bjVG8cwN6iU6YZ5vWkFok-utvQNp7yyp-8AdzK2-tcFI_jkvpz9GyS0tdg/s900/SneakPeekPlateT9.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="561" data-original-width="900" height="276" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcZKb01F9wr1m8tqVvy_kpKMY8WtCX1TBZLZJTd4Hb9qbEz0NSiJWwK9Zt29oG7G4NYwLonMflryd6Vw-yyYgmkBU-2RBRIN2jyVag6RRRZkixgXkT1mXsgAd1Z9YsOJlB5bjVG8cwN6iU6YZ5vWkFok-utvQNp7yyp-8AdzK2-tcFI_jkvpz9GyS0tdg/w442-h276/SneakPeekPlateT9.jpg" width="442" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sneak Peek of Plate T, button formulas<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>Oh yes, using bold font on certain words just means they're important, or else it's the first time the reader sees them, and they get defined shortly thereafter.<br /></p><p>These two chapters, Braided Buttons and the First Interlude, have sometimes just about made me cry. It's been very frustrating working only a few hours per week, week after week after week, on this 25-year dream. I just don't seem able to carve out big chunks of time. There are<i> so many other</i> fun things to do,... plus so much adulting and other responsibilities. FaceBook is one, but not the only, extreme time-waster out there. I am really hoping Winter will solve some of this,...<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgqDUdovPTVeoqwr3tWOOoXGhFePFPvJNcIUly8u5JgFDnL7wMG5zt6fncRV-unQIwQY7gKEqEy1PCs77RJPoVoxcVIoOtUpuntihMsZDIJQpgBOQUMT5OlnbOOyIHzmHWL-tjd6vKxDRHISppxJc-JbAnJQZjeq-9m1uVpwWnc5amQFPsSqmhp_vcPnY/s900/SneakPeekPlateW9.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="900" height="321" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgqDUdovPTVeoqwr3tWOOoXGhFePFPvJNcIUly8u5JgFDnL7wMG5zt6fncRV-unQIwQY7gKEqEy1PCs77RJPoVoxcVIoOtUpuntihMsZDIJQpgBOQUMT5OlnbOOyIHzmHWL-tjd6vKxDRHISppxJc-JbAnJQZjeq-9m1uVpwWnc5amQFPsSqmhp_vcPnY/w501-h321/SneakPeekPlateW9.jpg" width="501" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sneak Peek of Plate W, Curbstraps with Braid<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>On the good side, everyone who sees this mock-up in person has been very excited about it. I printed out the pages and stuck them in this Binder for my own convenience. When it's finally ready, this book will be published in pdfs, just like its elder brother, <i><u>Guide To Making Model Horse Tack</u></i>.</p><p>On the good side, the next piece up is the Peach Rose Bridle, and that one should be the easiest of all. I've looked pretty hard for its photo in my files and finally found it:</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8pm0wkbisH_AnW9h4Qe3KpOzv4Ea2YrQRIb4scEotgHjPIgG6U8j-ciat1WHJmyWeBjKSU4GJtbpLU_p6Hqw2FxUmCgvKthYpLDlRvD0morAz49_Pmdepna_46nwY9ZgQs1h7VWWQ7DGZ2uD_TaK9uzRUeWvT4LCY21736I74LFjduLdQIHCEo7Xj70s/s417/peachrosela3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="417" data-original-width="360" height="437" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8pm0wkbisH_AnW9h4Qe3KpOzv4Ea2YrQRIb4scEotgHjPIgG6U8j-ciat1WHJmyWeBjKSU4GJtbpLU_p6Hqw2FxUmCgvKthYpLDlRvD0morAz49_Pmdepna_46nwY9ZgQs1h7VWWQ7DGZ2uD_TaK9uzRUeWvT4LCY21736I74LFjduLdQIHCEo7Xj70s/w377-h437/peachrosela3.jpg" width="377" /></a></div><br />Why would a bridle built in 2004 be filed under (and photo'd in) 2009? Worse, how could I lose track of a picture used on this blog just last March?? Eh well, perhaps we shouldn't ask these kinds of questions -- !! Just look at this beauty. It only has 2 kinds of braided buttons on it, a 9P 4B with three rings of IW [Interweave] and a 7P 6B with two rings, for the tassels. We already have those formulas on Plates in the Braided Buttons chapter -- plus how to read them, and all my methods!! No wonder this book has been creeping along,... there's so much in there. Now I gotta remember where I wrote up about the Hill Tribes Silver beads (Bali beads) which form so prominent an element in this charming little bridle.<p></p><p>Of course, we're only barely at the halfway point. There will be a Second Interlude, containing all the rest of the Formulae for the remaining headgear pieces. There will hopefully be something about Braidwork on Western Saddles. The Peach Rose has a whole saddle to it:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN5C14xFG2bjEqb9oQpTFgBjxXoysjuZFEBGZpJyjgM9Az2xiep1uOkNM-PrBAz49A-zT_cfguNtHTuzwIDNXaqF7JyfFPGB5WX_PkInrpDJE_GjQPFQ-JiJHJOgVWcLN45OwgSKPbXy3n89CCD4Wez8jXjOxw8Id2X18OyQruOHdT-namVnmo7M0ClVo/s500/446Tipo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="385" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN5C14xFG2bjEqb9oQpTFgBjxXoysjuZFEBGZpJyjgM9Az2xiep1uOkNM-PrBAz49A-zT_cfguNtHTuzwIDNXaqF7JyfFPGB5WX_PkInrpDJE_GjQPFQ-JiJHJOgVWcLN45OwgSKPbXy3n89CCD4Wez8jXjOxw8Id2X18OyQruOHdT-namVnmo7M0ClVo/s320/446Tipo.jpg" width="246" /></a></div><br />One decision I have to make is how much, if any, of this saddle to include. I've got 5 pieces of headgear yet to go, including Mecates and Bosals, surely giant subjects and worthy of their own book. (That's what I said about Malaguena's! And that's what I'm saying about the Braided Thread Buttons chapter -- !) The Snow Shoes, I can say with relief, merely need to be inked; they're already drawn up. So this effort is going to be a bigger book than the Guide, I think. The more this saga goes on, the more I'm not backing down from a $25 price tag --!!<br /><p></p><p>Slowly we are progressing. As ever, I can only say: Thanks for your patience.<br /></p><p><br /></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-69589392484712224342023-10-25T13:38:00.000-04:002023-10-25T13:38:27.409-04:00Fibonacci Pins<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY44ZYyziP7ddeh5-Mjbaqb1B6WJernkuU5G4L5GEPk6t3qYIZ5DhOzPHOH2zoHt7F8fQVtF6Q71tVkgDOCRxxH714HlKKwx98Z5fmBtiQCReoGBEm2IQUto6uV68BCiNWTPO6VvxWIo-1Dnf0ydOlQRME-2SIluD3pze1pXgzWeJUn6j7X8Kc2vr5NVc/s900/BreyPins1-9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="669" data-original-width="900" height="238" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY44ZYyziP7ddeh5-Mjbaqb1B6WJernkuU5G4L5GEPk6t3qYIZ5DhOzPHOH2zoHt7F8fQVtF6Q71tVkgDOCRxxH714HlKKwx98Z5fmBtiQCReoGBEm2IQUto6uV68BCiNWTPO6VvxWIo-1Dnf0ydOlQRME-2SIluD3pze1pXgzWeJUn6j7X8Kc2vr5NVc/s320/BreyPins1-9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Even before these 6 new Breyer pins joined my growing collection, I'd made the move from two display boards to four. Ah, the Fibonacci sequence: 1 to 2 to 4 --!! The last pin post on this blog was in June. At that time I transitioned from one to two -- the Mink Unicorns got their own -- and the remaining Mink + Breyer + Misc original board was big enough to need two photographs: <br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirEWprHrieTGJ_NjOOG3Dgdw1NW85r_HM6kaTkKDSNkf8BWbXctUcAjr2qK07VtgzEAtx3__5pkZEoZ97kiM0QD5iu1mLrIulZocxBnNgIW-iO0-S7P6frcpjJflQqOhyPfUyhzOeooQHRguyshL1MwR_mMo3_LL5jMh_aqyxxqO_JPYDR_wCEIkN6NCY/s1000/MayMinks13-10.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="697" data-original-width="1000" height="223" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirEWprHrieTGJ_NjOOG3Dgdw1NW85r_HM6kaTkKDSNkf8BWbXctUcAjr2qK07VtgzEAtx3__5pkZEoZ97kiM0QD5iu1mLrIulZocxBnNgIW-iO0-S7P6frcpjJflQqOhyPfUyhzOeooQHRguyshL1MwR_mMo3_LL5jMh_aqyxxqO_JPYDR_wCEIkN6NCY/s320/MayMinks13-10.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Left Half<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwcuGBc0FhdmGNnonekZ_Zp3vh0vupeYfRFbg3mCHeZDHVDmVSNyrhdnMS6ydzXGOVc1g51jgIlzcWDCELk4nS8tDW_5pUSjS-UqBVNji48mu64zj9POenDpVZQQWIx2hBEUTgK_VP3QM-k14Xg25ShmY0Ki0sd_9jsagLMtf6mJMdVJV9ZZShTKPvXvg/s1000/MayMinks14-10.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="931" data-original-width="1000" height="298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwcuGBc0FhdmGNnonekZ_Zp3vh0vupeYfRFbg3mCHeZDHVDmVSNyrhdnMS6ydzXGOVc1g51jgIlzcWDCELk4nS8tDW_5pUSjS-UqBVNji48mu64zj9POenDpVZQQWIx2hBEUTgK_VP3QM-k14Xg25ShmY0Ki0sd_9jsagLMtf6mJMdVJV9ZZShTKPvXvg/s320/MayMinks14-10.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Right half (sans some miscellany)</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>And even these don't show all of them! In October the collection reached a stage where something had to be done. I went to JoAnn Fabs and bought some black velveteen. [Note: Velvet can cost $30 a yard or $20. I got the $20.] With more cardboard, tape and staples, I indulged in making more display boards. And just like that, my collection easily divided itself into 4 categories.</p><p>First off is the pride of Mink Unicorns. These naturally set themselves apart. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhejXaM-JZQymoUTm11YJnYiUqICOHr4oEZ3-i6soyWVrFlvK-EokrziaZEklxmHdfuy8A4RUIExGC4WKQZmt3Mmm5tM0kimINdgBQsBSLv0DMay3YIaQqaaJIUPPjdS4cqjHDyRA_mu01MrqbQHRK2Bcp_Pl7zx3QCvxAgpqbh5rDMVQIE9a2IncGUKlU/s800/UniPins12-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="756" data-original-width="800" height="302" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhejXaM-JZQymoUTm11YJnYiUqICOHr4oEZ3-i6soyWVrFlvK-EokrziaZEklxmHdfuy8A4RUIExGC4WKQZmt3Mmm5tM0kimINdgBQsBSLv0DMay3YIaQqaaJIUPPjdS4cqjHDyRA_mu01MrqbQHRK2Bcp_Pl7zx3QCvxAgpqbh5rDMVQIE9a2IncGUKlU/s320/UniPins12-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Faleadon is my latest acquisition. To photograph him took some juggling of dark lighting and PhotoShopping, but I am very pleased with his sparkles.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXC5ZMxuIpTjpTcigOQfKQOr-0DxSkwylO25UY6KtHvcj9Xxy_nAx_Dt5qARliCWXk0Oi5WXnDq-ehGtlpGqNSenXhCtWdeDB9qYGtnFq0X8asLjhGbn0HeC5xc_F0TtV0wdOKX3RM2jykFV3OSNN-XQDjr01vBClEsbULtQX6uhFeQFt-V01XSYhyphenhyphenp-M/s800/UniPins13-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="699" data-original-width="800" height="280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXC5ZMxuIpTjpTcigOQfKQOr-0DxSkwylO25UY6KtHvcj9Xxy_nAx_Dt5qARliCWXk0Oi5WXnDq-ehGtlpGqNSenXhCtWdeDB9qYGtnFq0X8asLjhGbn0HeC5xc_F0TtV0wdOKX3RM2jykFV3OSNN-XQDjr01vBClEsbULtQX6uhFeQFt-V01XSYhyphenhyphenp-M/s320/UniPins13-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>The second-most-recently acquired was Kalasin. This photo makes him look greener than he is (alas, the above photo makes him bluer than he is). He's really a luscious, pure light sky blue. Every one of these pins is a masterpiece.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsxfoojLI5XLKrZuO3p2KtYk9n2URrmp_qeRnTZ-CClGob0cr6Z9crZgpuHiUgIcBF5deKjifNm5LFJfbJKyd1sbfarun956qVa7YLAkQ7eKeIQ71Fza11e3OM2FIiitHGJjUqjQCRCzEoYBNA9r2ODBQDdeDO8Z2mYBE9jz9yMNKfy4Q67YmXG1m-mmI/s800/UniPins14-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="694" data-original-width="800" height="278" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsxfoojLI5XLKrZuO3p2KtYk9n2URrmp_qeRnTZ-CClGob0cr6Z9crZgpuHiUgIcBF5deKjifNm5LFJfbJKyd1sbfarun956qVa7YLAkQ7eKeIQ71Fza11e3OM2FIiitHGJjUqjQCRCzEoYBNA9r2ODBQDdeDO8Z2mYBE9jz9yMNKfy4Q67YmXG1m-mmI/s320/UniPins14-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>The second board, the original, found itself home to all my Breyer pins. Breyer has certainly found the golden cash cow with their enamel pin offerings!! (Believe it or not I mis-typed that at first as the golden ow. SO true!)</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-y6g_G7KkxRuVGLYXbJWTnLYnOpuf-hm-Xe4J9to6ZOfDzQ7Vl3Oa0JHk5W3LGXx-8NN49p9iyjO91iCU4lzhbupjVPZuOeEe4Hbradk721df1wcR9svQiSVBx8AhgTDPU-1AEKKdoX_elK-tCsT6zE-___ahaGpPn4ip03IQvyXkGm09XMHb_Nm0MJQ/s818/BreyPins6-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="658" data-original-width="818" height="364" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-y6g_G7KkxRuVGLYXbJWTnLYnOpuf-hm-Xe4J9to6ZOfDzQ7Vl3Oa0JHk5W3LGXx-8NN49p9iyjO91iCU4lzhbupjVPZuOeEe4Hbradk721df1wcR9svQiSVBx8AhgTDPU-1AEKKdoX_elK-tCsT6zE-___ahaGpPn4ip03IQvyXkGm09XMHb_Nm0MJQ/w453-h364/BreyPins6-8.jpg" width="453" /></a></div><p>Earlier (c. Sept) new ones for me were the black Hope pony and the Artic Grandeur, bargains from MH$P. Now, with my new 6, I had a blast arranging them and trying to photo them. Up to now, Breyer has been a little stingey with their glitter on pins. But the Mink sculpture of the Croi Damsha pony, named Cascade here, is -- most amazingly -- VERY glittery! And a major challenge to photograph! Pardon me for trying so many times here. At first you can't really see it: She just looks smoky and mysteriously foggy.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNRvPVke_6ocKVe8mKMBDmz-D2ltky0nvCkt67OC-SCpyHjTZF3STTJK522i1kdvl8oHzTU3haHddYe-WOBFc9rb1pC9Tqbvxl8HAzt2UNVpwf1c6aw4t8ITD3WWXzS-4GCAn97DFsirO2cnR4tq139BYuhOHgG5ai9HYSDJDJdDjqjkynA9tFzGOj4pU/s800/BreyPins2-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="596" data-original-width="800" height="238" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNRvPVke_6ocKVe8mKMBDmz-D2ltky0nvCkt67OC-SCpyHjTZF3STTJK522i1kdvl8oHzTU3haHddYe-WOBFc9rb1pC9Tqbvxl8HAzt2UNVpwf1c6aw4t8ITD3WWXzS-4GCAn97DFsirO2cnR4tq139BYuhOHgG5ai9HYSDJDJdDjqjkynA9tFzGOj4pU/s320/BreyPins2-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>And then you darken the light and try to get closer. I used PhotoShop to both unsaturate and sharpen, as well as enhance contrast.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh33KkyP5GARdNtMYx6KmcTSukNaNqVeSdsqNFu8WPEOBSsjEhlkeHLxVgI7sEZLm9YMLwhJmOEtj54v8u4LSBSDzBEBjdpoco0LaUd7afmhC8sLVrvDRuQ1xXfZ45Yd4anhGtVBo_l6C9-N52Sqnzq2PgUWsl30pAMJ8A2yPjCmhwZ6VymRsFQb0d5meA/s800/BreyPins3-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="618" data-original-width="800" height="292" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh33KkyP5GARdNtMYx6KmcTSukNaNqVeSdsqNFu8WPEOBSsjEhlkeHLxVgI7sEZLm9YMLwhJmOEtj54v8u4LSBSDzBEBjdpoco0LaUd7afmhC8sLVrvDRuQ1xXfZ45Yd4anhGtVBo_l6C9-N52Sqnzq2PgUWsl30pAMJ8A2yPjCmhwZ6VymRsFQb0d5meA/w378-h292/BreyPins3-8.jpg" width="378" /></a></div><br />Starting to see some of the real sparkles now! The darker, the better. And notice how they're never the same from shot to shot...<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn8lQd26N9v6VdV97Jatwk_psmRAvW6AXXwCS0O5kyyHWm3sEY33S2diEbJM0rrC5ETAijRIMPKoIYmLj5XNZRjtzZHKIA51Z82A52FrsvTI7k26PfvJEWyg5Jn25eVCmCk0hufuNIS71gi_mQN_E_3ybSZj2UWeQ81CPFunqtwN6iVPGZX1R5IfJdUo8/s800/BreyPins4-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="314" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn8lQd26N9v6VdV97Jatwk_psmRAvW6AXXwCS0O5kyyHWm3sEY33S2diEbJM0rrC5ETAijRIMPKoIYmLj5XNZRjtzZHKIA51Z82A52FrsvTI7k26PfvJEWyg5Jn25eVCmCk0hufuNIS71gi_mQN_E_3ybSZj2UWeQ81CPFunqtwN6iVPGZX1R5IfJdUo8/w418-h314/BreyPins4-8.jpg" width="418" /></a></div><p>This little pony really challenged me! The last shot is the most mysterious -- and it brings out the most glitter.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpr864FjRfxMvzFjBAQ8dDQf5AqkazVpPjs9wilW5g8rS5OeXuxLH9id6oAmvzHK8kZ5cNJFoOl-xvNfIY4KRX8MSJB559J7HHyhiHcN7jYqXuN9xoSOG0zn-r-t3J8gOUqTgsYrmGtyScFhvDZcgdXPaCmWpFckHAYnPjCPXt7mY5sz_a0DMy1FB8OAg/s800/BreyPins5-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="604" data-original-width="800" height="323" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpr864FjRfxMvzFjBAQ8dDQf5AqkazVpPjs9wilW5g8rS5OeXuxLH9id6oAmvzHK8kZ5cNJFoOl-xvNfIY4KRX8MSJB559J7HHyhiHcN7jYqXuN9xoSOG0zn-r-t3J8gOUqTgsYrmGtyScFhvDZcgdXPaCmWpFckHAYnPjCPXt7mY5sz_a0DMy1FB8OAg/w427-h323/BreyPins5-8.jpg" width="427" /></a></div><p>Who'd-a thunk-it!<br />Here's a closer look at three of the new Breyer pins, Mojave, Spectre and Lonesome Glory. I was particularly pleased to see a Lonesome Glory; I do love that mold. However, this dark bay without white is nowhere near the original bright chestnut Lonesome Glory. All dark makes a pin small! What's up Breyer! <br /></p><p>Another interesting point is that Breyer's pins are starting to duplicate themselves moldwise. I saw this first with the two versions of Nicolas the German Riding Pony, in 2022. They're very different! Mojave, the pinto Fireheart here, is different, larger and prettier (in my opinion) than the earlier Fireheart, Stein. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtEPkWCVAunVn9Oi25EgqJzT5YD-XhqEJKRkTncK5wCCGn9t3S4wAOjkoWu2fXGRhEW9pZhEjfbBDs58Jfan8cXMSMMmA6MHeJISmb6v95l0diZzBPzZMgXPRGIHHqh5vcgI_gy4fvmJOsSJDxK6Hbb_wbScSPy1vOyMKb368viqeuQ3MlUWkE0R3RusE/s700/BreyPins7-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="700" height="274" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtEPkWCVAunVn9Oi25EgqJzT5YD-XhqEJKRkTncK5wCCGn9t3S4wAOjkoWu2fXGRhEW9pZhEjfbBDs58Jfan8cXMSMMmA6MHeJISmb6v95l0diZzBPzZMgXPRGIHHqh5vcgI_gy4fvmJOsSJDxK6Hbb_wbScSPy1vOyMKb368viqeuQ3MlUWkE0R3RusE/s320/BreyPins7-7.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>The Spectre really does glow in the dark -- first of my pins to do so!</p><p>Here's a third case of duplication of mold: This Holiday Highlander pin is the same mold (True North) as the Danash's Northern Tempest (Dani) small one released earlier, in 2021. As with the others, the angle of view (of the pin) is different between the two. Highlander is an interesting pin. While he doesn't have glitter, and features (to me) boring colors, he has some unique textures in that fur lined coat. I love those long cinnamon stockings! The ?antler? headpiece on his poll is stupendous, giving him great character; and the gold metal color perfectly sets off the whole ensemble.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ-eFbEjsAOW-tQoM-_ZirjEYHr_tmw7HdNeCwe5YB3QKE7DNvEc9U7gra6yihC6MS4Iulb__AieZE_-IBFDEqoYGlu6ksc0OOgqWrK00DqACeYLxOiMqc23YQtE0BC3jfRIQurYJ_W2zC_oFIfYz0oDCz66_kSkEDdFH29mdbYiVAzNpnKbQJHTv4QKQ/s600/BreyPins9-6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="525" data-original-width="600" height="280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ-eFbEjsAOW-tQoM-_ZirjEYHr_tmw7HdNeCwe5YB3QKE7DNvEc9U7gra6yihC6MS4Iulb__AieZE_-IBFDEqoYGlu6ksc0OOgqWrK00DqACeYLxOiMqc23YQtE0BC3jfRIQurYJ_W2zC_oFIfYz0oDCz66_kSkEDdFH29mdbYiVAzNpnKbQJHTv4QKQ/s320/BreyPins9-6.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>I suppose it was inevitable that we'd get Breyer pins that look like Minks. That's because they are! They're Breyer pins of sculptures by this amazingly talented and generous artist. An advantage of this hybridization is they're produced in much larger numbers and anyone can get them anytime. In my immense spreadsheet of Minkiewicz enamel pins, I've included the Anamar. The pin was designed by Sarah and produced with her blessing. Now I'm realizing I've overlooked at least 2 previous Breyer/Mink pins, both of which I now own: the black Arabian Malik and the Cascade Croi Damsha.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1htY60DyFDpO1VnAArorlpp_xd1HvjYMlh1OzQNL4ZP2KwzxEl2DfVBKEkCc1fYOUFg969GnMpDh26WuqYwlC4zymOZheGOKKoSOpfeSVKHzs9WKvPfPP3k37xAbQAeN1RS-Va_F0FUcLRWXaN6duJbe_PbENCIlK31bzsXiXSavtly9N2ROImIONT9A/s750/BreyPins8-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="700" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1htY60DyFDpO1VnAArorlpp_xd1HvjYMlh1OzQNL4ZP2KwzxEl2DfVBKEkCc1fYOUFg969GnMpDh26WuqYwlC4zymOZheGOKKoSOpfeSVKHzs9WKvPfPP3k37xAbQAeN1RS-Va_F0FUcLRWXaN6duJbe_PbENCIlK31bzsXiXSavtly9N2ROImIONT9A/s320/BreyPins8-7.jpg" width="299" /></a></div><p></p><p>Anamar, above, is a delightful case of how realism and fantasy can blend in a single pin. I don't believe I've ever encountered a rose grey with a golden tail like that in real life; but it just gives him so much character.</p><p>So here's my Breyer pin collection in toto:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnl5CYHQQkqLdkY-sapQGwy4JCX9_mib7S6ZoGvFRjiNDkUUVIIthVMVTk-oBgJ2IKFsCY5a7c2K13mJHsywipqS70B16Fa4-hpey4iXG9ez759f38BxugeE3sgeVpwv2gOU9KA2jO3H0ackerSEhQuxeWTOx_KA9BTGCKt2jcOLcFwfM7tarneTNIgA0/s818/BreyPins6-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="658" data-original-width="818" height="365" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnl5CYHQQkqLdkY-sapQGwy4JCX9_mib7S6ZoGvFRjiNDkUUVIIthVMVTk-oBgJ2IKFsCY5a7c2K13mJHsywipqS70B16Fa4-hpey4iXG9ez759f38BxugeE3sgeVpwv2gOU9KA2jO3H0ackerSEhQuxeWTOx_KA9BTGCKt2jcOLcFwfM7tarneTNIgA0/w454-h365/BreyPins6-8.jpg" width="454" /></a></div><p></p><p>Apologies for the dark corners and the clipped off black spaces. It really is hard to photograph these creatures; but now they've got room to grow!</p><p>So of course the third display board is given to my pure Minks:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX2uAGybWFu0SCjoBA2p0XjZ7XrdBcxjPxFkFAvhciTLqQEF6QUmBVW9euYXl32opb4JJ7htn1I4GJsjbNRNCmsqa9CLWWkjfyCkMeRUheIfOKfttufrXQdt_YcJOquN5nh8ZDeQ8TqF5_0zzIlYolxjmBxG1sqyDuskqYJF95MMc510aB5LAxU4G28xc/s900/MinkPins15-9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="649" data-original-width="900" height="406" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX2uAGybWFu0SCjoBA2p0XjZ7XrdBcxjPxFkFAvhciTLqQEF6QUmBVW9euYXl32opb4JJ7htn1I4GJsjbNRNCmsqa9CLWWkjfyCkMeRUheIfOKfttufrXQdt_YcJOquN5nh8ZDeQ8TqF5_0zzIlYolxjmBxG1sqyDuskqYJF95MMc510aB5LAxU4G28xc/w562-h406/MinkPins15-9.jpg" width="562" /></a></div><p></p><p>The interesting thing to point out here is the size difference between the <u>earliest</u> Dancing Horse pin, Zigmund (top center, the leaping grey) and the <u>latest</u> one, Lucky, to his right (buckskin pinto with a light purple border). These pins are arranged in the order I got them, downwards from Zigmund and then up again from the bottom. Zigmund - Baxter - Rockette - Sayida - Sammy (the roan appy on the bottom). Next to Sammy is Tango, then above: Dreamer - Cobre - Dawnstar - Lucky. You wouldn't notice them growing larger, but Lucky is seriously bigger. Zigmund is under 1.5" tall, but Lucky is a full 2" tall and more than 2" long, by far the largest Dancing Horse yet.</p><p>Elsewhere I have developed the theory that the increase in scale and size of model horses has to do with the steadily growing ego and power of their creators,...</p><p>Let's move on to my 4th and last board, Miscellany. There are new ones here: a colt that fits right in with an earlier family and a very welcome Carousel Jumper.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq13BXw0cUEYxTxpkSOjUHeAvmqDT2XjNtPl3rwklEQh8lzIvsqMM1oT-byIQckuUwlytsMg_h2IfVcmbLV55Zfl9y2UMHpzFttcM0PVGypmqbU48Gst93GZomvWLbt2HEt1QT2sOIwGj5SLFAz-SVLmaqUKIJHkTqZaF9saEsyCtAqoDkhd3pwZYC7lU/s809/NewPins11-6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="809" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq13BXw0cUEYxTxpkSOjUHeAvmqDT2XjNtPl3rwklEQh8lzIvsqMM1oT-byIQckuUwlytsMg_h2IfVcmbLV55Zfl9y2UMHpzFttcM0PVGypmqbU48Gst93GZomvWLbt2HEt1QT2sOIwGj5SLFAz-SVLmaqUKIJHkTqZaF9saEsyCtAqoDkhd3pwZYC7lU/s320/NewPins11-6.jpg" width="237" /></a></div><br />The lowest, chestnut pinto colt is not really news as I blogged about him in July: <a href="https://timarustarii.blogspot.com/2023/07/the-traditional-loot-shots.html" target="_blank">The Traditional Loot Shots</a>. What's striking is how perfectly he fits in with my Chincoteague family. They might have been created by the same artist...!<p></p><p>And glory be, a fourth Carousel horse has joined up. Once again, these seem to appear out of nowhere, usually on eBay (as was the case here), and I had no idea at all they even existed. There are so many carousel pins out there that are primitive, or not enamels, or the wrong color or size! Very few pass all the defensive filters I throw up in their way. And yet this one did. The fact that the clear acrylic layer was so old it had yellowed merely gave the horse a lovely ivory cream color, which I happened to fancy. I love the quiet wisdom and colorful metallic streamers on this little jumper, lower left:</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijfpIHUzXdlAtagGFWMVNHwR3kaQyp_W_B244X4WPLhQUjpXBSSvbAQ1dnf-E5Lf95epJhIgNzkjudOFeTtHcDSGD72KhoSqRq7B1mfSNedb7dpl1w8rcC0SlF3UN8B0x3B2IcJjGPdDIeKi7UYcTTsAKIHr8ey1SAYLMA48SAG6PiTVl7YdKgc3D4ewQ/s800/NewPins10-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="647" data-original-width="800" height="356" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijfpIHUzXdlAtagGFWMVNHwR3kaQyp_W_B244X4WPLhQUjpXBSSvbAQ1dnf-E5Lf95epJhIgNzkjudOFeTtHcDSGD72KhoSqRq7B1mfSNedb7dpl1w8rcC0SlF3UN8B0x3B2IcJjGPdDIeKi7UYcTTsAKIHr8ey1SAYLMA48SAG6PiTVl7YdKgc3D4ewQ/w440-h356/NewPins10-8.jpg" width="440" /></a></div><br />I have found a favorite collecting interest.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p><p></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-82950883195522680112023-10-24T19:53:00.001-04:002023-10-31T15:40:35.350-04:00The Silver Dapple Fighter<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIJ94swxfe1d4FwedHmhPhnBzq37uPQ8FKkyVIWeSGgyXnaG5FDyc9LKhyIBXabRpe84fxKz1tqhpZ43Z1JKZtw7r6Tq60XkGSmd7gO80ep4BpbKA31X_DJHrGZFEOyhdD7h9uxF5ewCii7ZvwkpDlf5kMp-cxI7WhclsPqRBP51sTbUydK7nSrfF2p1M/s800/SilverDapple1-6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="675" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIJ94swxfe1d4FwedHmhPhnBzq37uPQ8FKkyVIWeSGgyXnaG5FDyc9LKhyIBXabRpe84fxKz1tqhpZ43Z1JKZtw7r6Tq60XkGSmd7gO80ep4BpbKA31X_DJHrGZFEOyhdD7h9uxF5ewCii7ZvwkpDlf5kMp-cxI7WhclsPqRBP51sTbUydK7nSrfF2p1M/s320/SilverDapple1-6.jpg" width="270" /></a></div><p></p><p>This is a long post (long overdue!), so, important stuff first! This horse is looking for a good home, but he's <b>not for sale</b>. He is, hopefully, a gift, a donation to the next generation. Money can't buy him, (although, in a perfect world, the new owner would supply the postage, Hah!). In that ideal world, he'd go to someone who was conga-ing unique, unusual Fighting Stallions: those with a touch of hobby history. In this case his claim is a name: he was created by a famous artist who is not known for painting but for tackmaking. 😁 He's been sitting around doing nothing for about 40 years, and for many different reasons I don't want to keep him. This post is his story. Email me at <i>sbytsii@verizon.net</i> with your own story of why he might come to you. I'll wait til Halloween, then reassess.<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPwEyD7vfXwQR7KY62FOBxrJOMlVQNFbuOGOsRnGJvjHp_RVdo5k8uZHOzSnKPw4L0kbBVvI1yxRwIJmlwIpfsQOAqhsjzPAyGlxfMxvWHakqL0rPdRAAxgy8hfwFGkfbXq4RfchSpuK_E17ympFpqe4l5ne_BCVosG7GOiWgFoe8wSD0g0YeROAuBijs/s800/SilverDapple3-6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="789" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPwEyD7vfXwQR7KY62FOBxrJOMlVQNFbuOGOsRnGJvjHp_RVdo5k8uZHOzSnKPw4L0kbBVvI1yxRwIJmlwIpfsQOAqhsjzPAyGlxfMxvWHakqL0rPdRAAxgy8hfwFGkfbXq4RfchSpuK_E17ympFpqe4l5ne_BCVosG7GOiWgFoe8wSD0g0YeROAuBijs/s320/SilverDapple3-6.jpg" width="316" /></a></div><p> Sooner or later, good things come to an end. It was hard enough to lose my mother this spring (see May's post), but it hadn't occurred to me that meant losing the house as well. Yet
in the end, things have boiled down to that. We have been unable to
find enough helpers for Dad to go on living there in the summer, and
none of his 3 children wanted the house enough to keep it. The process
of cleaning out my natal home -- think of it, 63 years! -- has begun.
(Dad's now in the winter house, in Tucson.) And so we come to the
silver stallion.</p><p>We are all familiar, I think, with the concept of a model horse as a memorial. Often they are portraits of real horses; sometimes they are a memory-piece for a real horse (I have one of those). Other times, the model is a souvenir of a person or a place, or of a time with a special person(s). I have quite a few horses that remember places and people, happy visits and vacations. But this one embodies an entire house,... as it happens, one without me.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCfMrfHxrKMnz4QHFC3_rvAALnRcqUsWxMgWOqQQrPcYqwxy-MGE29tlwpUPzYl7PpStHtQj0oiE6PlJ7JbsHGHQHD7vW6Zvc8bNVpxpaREbp4-Cby2oox7NqjbKo3G8C_sQZbokGC_gSEBUjXpV_hr9yv-TdVtmS4d3DgfCeumN7z0EUQ1ANoZrW-6fQ/s800/SilverDapple2-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="302" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCfMrfHxrKMnz4QHFC3_rvAALnRcqUsWxMgWOqQQrPcYqwxy-MGE29tlwpUPzYl7PpStHtQj0oiE6PlJ7JbsHGHQHD7vW6Zvc8bNVpxpaREbp4-Cby2oox7NqjbKo3G8C_sQZbokGC_gSEBUjXpV_hr9yv-TdVtmS4d3DgfCeumN7z0EUQ1ANoZrW-6fQ/w402-h302/SilverDapple2-8.jpg" width="402" /></a></div><p>I owe my brother Allen for my possessing the Silver Dapple Fighter right now. He said quite simply, "But you <i><u>have</u></i> to take him Sue!" Spoken with inside knowledge of my model horse career. Skipping over, forgetfully, the Lipizzaner Reitschule plates and embroidered pictures still hanging in the old place; certainly skipping, because I haven't told anyone yet, my own Will's dictates for a few models to go to family, i.e. my sister. The silver stallion is pretty much outside of everything.</p><p>He has no name, no personality. He has no registry card (almost every other one of my models does). He's not like Thomas, the Fighter on my piano: <a href="https://timarustarii.blogspot.com/2021/06/tuning-piano.html" target="_blank">Tuning my piano</a>. He has sat on the mantle for, let's see, about 42 years. Thirty-six of them, appx., without me. (Note the fireplace was never used in this house.)<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeaTXeoxzYG9VNLuyLppkTEecAb5OlFb4LriPDvW-X5JQv4-xlTOAY6eUHol1IsMkK0ppZ6tr34mzJuP9cwU0QsgFqsPRwQTQ-Ec0PF32-21T_iHG9SECQnJHmzB8tf4GvncoxfQ1l3xLb44eXkqepNtmtF4fqSlgq9Bg_kOOXTP_cZxlywFLfCcRZcPc/s800/SilverDapple2021.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeaTXeoxzYG9VNLuyLppkTEecAb5OlFb4LriPDvW-X5JQv4-xlTOAY6eUHol1IsMkK0ppZ6tr34mzJuP9cwU0QsgFqsPRwQTQ-Ec0PF32-21T_iHG9SECQnJHmzB8tf4GvncoxfQ1l3xLb44eXkqepNtmtF4fqSlgq9Bg_kOOXTP_cZxlywFLfCcRZcPc/s320/SilverDapple2021.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Blog readers may recognize this end of the basement from my BCS Winter Photo Challenge post (see January of 2015, first photo). Of course, particularly during the 80s, the silver stallion may have been residing anywhere in the basement. I left home permanently in the spring of 1987, and I just didn't want him. So there he remained. I told myself he'd stay there forever, in the place where the TSII began -- where <u><i>I</i></u> began. Every other horse I've owned or wanted I've long since taken away; they have continued their story with me, accumulating memories, history and story, layering richer. This one I deliberately left behind, a symbol of unchangingness,... of unthinkingness. I couldn't imagine ever losing the house itself. How comforting, for all those years! far longer than many other families,...<br /><p></p><p>Ah but how can you refuse little brother, especially when he's right. 😲 <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirAAF0KOE75QFdGfsJ_9ndK-v1UtB7ft0bHDiigwWNMFJKkYJvl6gADYezzmxYLPFPWTIUI9zb8d5kJrqz6l_XlG3C5ANMSKIheqEHsptgoNtgw1lT_bohGdJIkSl8dbQS9_JexEUIOJmxI0WYg1Z_ecKRGXSxD9DOfdgnyzI0p_0oMcP2FyCajR2BStk/s800/SilverDapple4-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="283" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirAAF0KOE75QFdGfsJ_9ndK-v1UtB7ft0bHDiigwWNMFJKkYJvl6gADYezzmxYLPFPWTIUI9zb8d5kJrqz6l_XlG3C5ANMSKIheqEHsptgoNtgw1lT_bohGdJIkSl8dbQS9_JexEUIOJmxI0WYg1Z_ecKRGXSxD9DOfdgnyzI0p_0oMcP2FyCajR2BStk/w377-h283/SilverDapple4-8.jpg" width="377" /></a></div><p>The horse has no photos, not being represented in the 5 shoeboxes of photographs I have covering my pre-digital hobby life, circa 1978 to 2010. I'd done a number of repaints and customs in my early years, and many are shown here: <a href="https://timarustarii.blogspot.com/2017/03/thoughts-on-namopaimo.html" target="_blank">Thoughts on NaMoPaiMo 2017</a>. Somehow, my few faux-Decorators are not mentioned. I do remember one gold-dapple FAF. Fake Decos appears to've been a phase I went through.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4-SClJI0Cc7-2Pnu_MBG3dDtxxR1BC_zBQWUTZBJFwN5jxHnzObbbqqWf8DQO65Rh0IF-PkJPHMldzEotzjRPhotoWQPX2iXXlwCOFfUMP5pF4WVEV7atDMdldmJEDSbejlXzhl8_JZm779txkO8NnDAs6CUBT22aEnpCj7CqjONOhYOYLMEvLt2QZAE/s800/SilverDapple5-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="661" data-original-width="800" height="264" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4-SClJI0Cc7-2Pnu_MBG3dDtxxR1BC_zBQWUTZBJFwN5jxHnzObbbqqWf8DQO65Rh0IF-PkJPHMldzEotzjRPhotoWQPX2iXXlwCOFfUMP5pF4WVEV7atDMdldmJEDSbejlXzhl8_JZm779txkO8NnDAs6CUBT22aEnpCj7CqjONOhYOYLMEvLt2QZAE/s320/SilverDapple5-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p><i>"Luke I am your father!"</i> I was a young artist in the first full flush of her powers, in her early 20s, going to college, discovering the model hobby and setting up a mail-order business. He is a piece that reflects my early determination and stubbornness -- my love of silver! -- which would soon be turned to leatherwork and tackmaking. With him actually in hand, I am astonished by his power now -- the raw strength of him. I really had forgotten that.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgva5_JVsNn_g2-Itfi9WcJdOEj7zt5_2_GNfnNJN8tKOsr4nJ4_2Eh_QYVd16DDNLU7L5tMuy9WEwZUAwqRkXgc9X6fT9yJCaQNqCz-r4W2cVQMGkjvAby-c-xK2kpXYqR5vh51HstELVFJwyFsY1lKNVXFMNwDRLSXUmk99ipm1dBKDtIPgzzxB0urqI/s800/SilverDapple6-6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="600" height="389" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgva5_JVsNn_g2-Itfi9WcJdOEj7zt5_2_GNfnNJN8tKOsr4nJ4_2Eh_QYVd16DDNLU7L5tMuy9WEwZUAwqRkXgc9X6fT9yJCaQNqCz-r4W2cVQMGkjvAby-c-xK2kpXYqR5vh51HstELVFJwyFsY1lKNVXFMNwDRLSXUmk99ipm1dBKDtIPgzzxB0urqI/w292-h389/SilverDapple6-6.jpg" width="292" /></a></div><p>Take an Alabaster Fighting Stallion (they were common in those days), strip off what little grey shadings there were (nail polish remover!) and leave the pink. These photos don't show it but the sheath is pink. If you look closely enough you can see the remains of hoof pads! Take a can of silver spray paint and let most of the freon out (by spraying with it upside down). The paint then comes out in blurts and splatters, <i>dribs and gobbets</i>, making for a satisfactory if not authentic reproduction of those most revered model horses, the fabulous metallic Decorators. Handpaint the places that need it and run some polishing, smoothing factor (probably sandpaper) over the areas that got too much paint. I did not have any gloss coating back then.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCj4_d-DRETBMhOQYX490uebrYDzYlf0yg7R6d-I2w_CTP2bvzpr2W4I0V1vQAUs9llSuKK9-xa_BYLqrKBmMHiTmO9ogS80ecmpdrGPuf1p9w7H3AsJ5-CJAqC_I27j3JMbceCKz1KrXZzyI_DZIelus7BYjbW2c6-M856QWdCwe0_WF0lfySdDbl3HM/s826/SilverDapple7-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="826" height="244" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCj4_d-DRETBMhOQYX490uebrYDzYlf0yg7R6d-I2w_CTP2bvzpr2W4I0V1vQAUs9llSuKK9-xa_BYLqrKBmMHiTmO9ogS80ecmpdrGPuf1p9w7H3AsJ5-CJAqC_I27j3JMbceCKz1KrXZzyI_DZIelus7BYjbW2c6-M856QWdCwe0_WF0lfySdDbl3HM/w448-h244/SilverDapple7-8.jpg" width="448" /></a></div><p></p><p>It's entirely possible he was my original White Fighter and got demoted when he broke his ear (honestly I've no idea how that happened). A replacement might've been too perfect to destroy, so I kept the newcomer (today I have a great Alabaster Fighter dating from those years) and may have used the broken one to experiment with. But it's also possible I bought him with painting in mind from the start. The first flush of eager experimentation was successful: that's all that mattered. In this case that excitement went on to form a hobby artist who has lasted 40+ years,... although it took until 2018, and NaMoPaiMo, before I seriously painted horses again! With NMPM to guide me, today I inked initials on him:</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3I8zB9npF5E5SnMuJDGiMUtOVejlexf7NIwfYnP3IuwP-yW440vdt0dgavJ6JDL80zO_Ao3vcwPjRpIJFuRFrrbovBak3YYHa4nNOxClZBSRbUeKx7eyKzEyXpmrs3xvkykdUe7gsp4BaL7YQTcy9xCGZWlYp3kIbQIi648UjX8mGCMOUa-XUUUC6GX0/s700/SilverDapple8-7.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="700" height="249" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3I8zB9npF5E5SnMuJDGiMUtOVejlexf7NIwfYnP3IuwP-yW440vdt0dgavJ6JDL80zO_Ao3vcwPjRpIJFuRFrrbovBak3YYHa4nNOxClZBSRbUeKx7eyKzEyXpmrs3xvkykdUe7gsp4BaL7YQTcy9xCGZWlYp3kIbQIi648UjX8mGCMOUa-XUUUC6GX0/w291-h249/SilverDapple8-7.jpg" width="291" /></a></div><p></p><p>It should be clear we don't really have a year pinned down for the Silver Dapple Fighter; but a good educated guess is 1981. </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9tiLsMX00XTnPcMiWyqn6Q_CIHq9N7Q8Gpw_va8K54qR5GEW1R5bYzugzfayaOJwBlhzUSJJikw6O6wOnyyUtdR2lwBcvLYtClLroDN3RbulA0FN6Xy_jUJ7XisfKIhyphenhyphenL8Q0rjt3-dW0rzf3ijEAGQ5ObwNmmG_jxCsolGTr991HwY28Ewweh959deXE/s800/SilverDapple9-6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="669" height="374" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9tiLsMX00XTnPcMiWyqn6Q_CIHq9N7Q8Gpw_va8K54qR5GEW1R5bYzugzfayaOJwBlhzUSJJikw6O6wOnyyUtdR2lwBcvLYtClLroDN3RbulA0FN6Xy_jUJ7XisfKIhyphenhyphenL8Q0rjt3-dW0rzf3ijEAGQ5ObwNmmG_jxCsolGTr991HwY28Ewweh959deXE/w313-h374/SilverDapple9-6.jpg" width="313" /></a></div><p></p><p>A logical question is how many more of these surprises are there to uncover!? Heh! There's the mentioned-but-long-lost gold-dapple FAF (you'd know that one by his much-worn-down off fore hoof); and there's a TSII-saddled buckskin Stock Horse Mare on the Tucson mantle, but she is seriously ugly 😄 no desires there! Every horse from those ancient days has either been dispersed long since or is with me now. This one was an exception, sitting in the basement of Fox Hills, unwanted, quietly absorbing, suspended. He was present during my Mom's last times there, but it's more than her; it's the house itself I can hardly bear to let go of. For once, I am not strong enough to want him; it's too painful; I have other horses to do this job. The house's fate is his fate.<br /></p><p>The best thing that could happen would be for him to go to a new generation that was trying to capture hobby history yet enjoyed pieces for their own sake. Tell me a story, make me an offer. I can help with the postage.<br /></p><p><br /></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-16486542872031475052023-09-04T19:40:00.000-04:002023-09-04T19:40:52.170-04:00Stromness in Tack<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXN6GWXAPqpyqo4YpGVNuBDVYMr_2BT_qw5HX79aow22-CUdCvytcFuSQGr2XA5Ibbf9iubhsfcpkxEaC2O6LPh1TOXV8tzQanAV1kW-k6jLTBv7uQvNKIyfZxMsXMr29dQefMWcwDtbxcn4bI9HHF1jR8bdHifpa9_t2G6I-dQaQgdma7hAVCKg1FG7A/s800/EasterWiggDNCNearForeQtr8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXN6GWXAPqpyqo4YpGVNuBDVYMr_2BT_qw5HX79aow22-CUdCvytcFuSQGr2XA5Ibbf9iubhsfcpkxEaC2O6LPh1TOXV8tzQanAV1kW-k6jLTBv7uQvNKIyfZxMsXMr29dQefMWcwDtbxcn4bI9HHF1jR8bdHifpa9_t2G6I-dQaQgdma7hAVCKg1FG7A/s320/EasterWiggDNCNearForeQtr8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>When I first saw Eva Rossiter's Stromness, an Irish Sport Horse mare, I fell madly in love. This was a bit strange, as I am Western to the core. I comforted myself somewhat by remembering I had felt this way about Victrix several years earlier. There is something about a really beautiful, positively correct standing English Thoroughbred-type that just pulls my heartstrings. But it was the potential Western application in the back of my mind, I think, that truly explains my attraction.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFyc1aCwtWQGYM1l8kb4n4xwi_IgiX5rxQj57_BEY4doS7T-5_Bdi9BE4kQIYJiZQH0cTyLfwHNyNPPLK3QsYdQH8LA9mBqDn7n7vDy6LpiglBILy4950wO6XAI3WR9DunJIHKOB5ok-5U1qXt1vg2p3gQgE7krjJWctVKEKQmjKBx1M-FECtfZS_U6aI/s837/EasterWiggDNCOffFront8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="837" height="306" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFyc1aCwtWQGYM1l8kb4n4xwi_IgiX5rxQj57_BEY4doS7T-5_Bdi9BE4kQIYJiZQH0cTyLfwHNyNPPLK3QsYdQH8LA9mBqDn7n7vDy6LpiglBILy4950wO6XAI3WR9DunJIHKOB5ok-5U1qXt1vg2p3gQgE7krjJWctVKEKQmjKBx1M-FECtfZS_U6aI/s320/EasterWiggDNCOffFront8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>It was at last year's BreyerFest, 2022, that Heather Moreton let me make off with one of her splendiforous braided-bridle-&-breastcollar sets. I promised then to photograph it upon a suitable horse. Ooops,.... A whole year went by, the promise simmering on the back burner, but I hadn't. Somehow, when I saw Stromness, I knew the time had come to fulfill.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiADdzKqEibyT9h2isaiCNkl7BNqNH_IrBP7gsbiqqdRxcIHu50LN0L7O8sb5sgqqGv5fQz2yglMWLn57YK5_TN8iltIq12tKwhl46r_N-19JjCPopIZzgJWuucOpprsXzGZIPkl7QOD10jhrr1Spj6c6L8Fnv3713hpguCKxZSYdmUAz7wXfGdIQ4oURw/s800/EasterWiggDNCNearPor8a.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="676" data-original-width="800" height="355" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiADdzKqEibyT9h2isaiCNkl7BNqNH_IrBP7gsbiqqdRxcIHu50LN0L7O8sb5sgqqGv5fQz2yglMWLn57YK5_TN8iltIq12tKwhl46r_N-19JjCPopIZzgJWuucOpprsXzGZIPkl7QOD10jhrr1Spj6c6L8Fnv3713hpguCKxZSYdmUAz7wXfGdIQ4oURw/w421-h355/EasterWiggDNCNearPor8a.jpg" width="421" /></a></div><p>The price for this horse struck me as amazingly reasonable, considering it had to be cast upon request and shipped from Ireland. Here is a link to her page: <a href="https://rytherial.com/products/stromness" target="_blank">Stromness</a>. This beautiful resin was a lovely exception to my usual argument that no one buys horses immediately after BreyerFest and indeed they are burned out. Hah!! That didn't apply to me this year,.. I was instead inspired,...<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirw76V5Z68xJbNeJCkvunD3lJP2BDY-SE_1EceblgRa4XZJwmVghSxrv4M3RKGtRGf4j9CipIVif7uqFKNTwy78tP0rZgZAw6j-Xqko3DK329C4rYTiVE8ERFuz2bPnsJyQRwjSl1CACMSCrHaw2Ih3cWkEsAK7cym4BmTZRC97Q0rJWvhcYah93ncgp4/s800/EasterWiggDNCNearNeckPor8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="620" data-original-width="800" height="306" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirw76V5Z68xJbNeJCkvunD3lJP2BDY-SE_1EceblgRa4XZJwmVghSxrv4M3RKGtRGf4j9CipIVif7uqFKNTwy78tP0rZgZAw6j-Xqko3DK329C4rYTiVE8ERFuz2bPnsJyQRwjSl1CACMSCrHaw2Ih3cWkEsAK7cym4BmTZRC97Q0rJWvhcYah93ncgp4/w395-h306/EasterWiggDNCNearNeckPor8.jpg" width="395" /></a></div><p>When I finally opened her and sat down to a photo session, it was as close as I ever get these days to preparing for a show. <i>Fun!!</i> I had a large selection of saddles to choose from. Given the delicacy of the bridle, and its color, I wanted a plain warm brown saddle with some kind of braidwork on it. The strange thing was I didn't think my own two famous TSII braided saddles would do. The braidwork on both the Elk (TSII #432) and the Peach Rose is dense and colorful, of a different texture and feel than Heather's work -- bouyant, almost clamorously loud, rather than restrained, light but tight. This bridle featured openwork. I didn't have anything with openwork, but after a thorough search I decided to use my 2004 Kathy Wiggins set, which had a solid-set braided edge. No other piece I possess has this. I liked the textural contrast, and the colors matched.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQYEeB4-BsR_qTrp75Vx-g5QkktSglz-QOCd1nfv0Z91Bk_iUtkxxDnUhYNDQIbu2fzE9jvwWl0nGSPD7MS6ao6yv1sBHFMbwBu805W2qaPXlIXcCP1JT8ql3piTfQ2tkVLE-4v7plr5x1KgGMHQO3o5MTUi80oqNgxBHLxkREuGyjQ3qLlwFGIKyk1Qk/s800/EasterWiggDNCNearFrontPor8.jpg.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="683" data-original-width="800" height="373" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQYEeB4-BsR_qTrp75Vx-g5QkktSglz-QOCd1nfv0Z91Bk_iUtkxxDnUhYNDQIbu2fzE9jvwWl0nGSPD7MS6ao6yv1sBHFMbwBu805W2qaPXlIXcCP1JT8ql3piTfQ2tkVLE-4v7plr5x1KgGMHQO3o5MTUi80oqNgxBHLxkREuGyjQ3qLlwFGIKyk1Qk/w437-h373/EasterWiggDNCNearFrontPor8.jpg.jpg" width="437" /></a></div><p>Thereupon followed an hours-long session of polishing! Also, I wasn't happy with the cinch of Kathy's saddle; I borrowed another cinch from a completely different saddle, a Toots Geyer. In addition to this carefree substituting I pinched a blanket from a third saddle. That one happened to be one of my own saddles. I cannot claim to have "made" this blanket; I merely chose the denim-like fabric and added on some corner tassels in the deeps of time. This blanket dates from the late 1990s. I love its asymmetry (the right and left sides are different).<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Mvyfxm7oX5lGoZ5uecinBeaGXhlx1ZwQWGWAmWjP1r540xjXTukh1v-nVpJAKyYnl8QxevZOTLYBJIL-9vdDzL-Ed-wSLggQujbxQ8YsoTCFXQvJgOm_sdd4Fb_xvzY-F6da2kEIxUNAYO0qsa2sb8oCUPhZcq10XUAKu_QeM73TWGY2DFGOmb2TtrA/s800/EasterWiggDNCoffFull8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Mvyfxm7oX5lGoZ5uecinBeaGXhlx1ZwQWGWAmWjP1r540xjXTukh1v-nVpJAKyYnl8QxevZOTLYBJIL-9vdDzL-Ed-wSLggQujbxQ8YsoTCFXQvJgOm_sdd4Fb_xvzY-F6da2kEIxUNAYO0qsa2sb8oCUPhZcq10XUAKu_QeM73TWGY2DFGOmb2TtrA/s320/EasterWiggDNCoffFull8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Who says an English Thoroughbred doesn't look good in Western! The alertness and pose lends itself to so much. The Western snaffle does a good deal to bridge the difference. My deep apologies for not quite lining up the mouthpiece with the lips though --!</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijM0kVOLbhzafr_OzNDIBMYWSjWsj-mkJUGK2Co0CviZeXo5I0ynm-DQ4-qOJLNMsjMxxeKxNqts6I9IOhs5LixgGnBHvxxpUWOKplDZdBzCbItR3Xvzk-6AeewsING2bIoyTihsg9rIGW2aPW316hyXW4h2dVzONM48ul1_IndYafaRx2woCi-EoCxhM/s800/EasterWiggDNCNearPor8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="690" data-original-width="800" height="341" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijM0kVOLbhzafr_OzNDIBMYWSjWsj-mkJUGK2Co0CviZeXo5I0ynm-DQ4-qOJLNMsjMxxeKxNqts6I9IOhs5LixgGnBHvxxpUWOKplDZdBzCbItR3Xvzk-6AeewsING2bIoyTihsg9rIGW2aPW316hyXW4h2dVzONM48ul1_IndYafaRx2woCi-EoCxhM/w395-h341/EasterWiggDNCNearPor8.jpg" width="395" /></a></div><p></p><p>Alas, the bridle ears are a tad too big for this horse. And I really shouldn't've let the cheek strap cover so much braidwork on the sides. Eh, no show entry is truly foolproof. I had way too much fun assembling all this, and that's what should count.</p><p>Her pose lends itself to heroic views. Forest ranger's horse?</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgquLr-g8eUQhYe_1n0Xr1sRxZSeefbIH9giTIbDbsdZd7RSkF5gFz1323IEZ8G9tpUBE91MHv2QcHUEjsLIXH9qAnIuSgqpBV5bnUuY2sTJPA-5xY4MN9Rn-4fJq2FD1XI_mR0mq_Qzh52dWWCaSspnWlcgWq9aDl-a9ubEtg_oIv5ZLsjnylGyW4cz0c/s800/EasterWiggDNCNearRearQtrFull8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="685" data-original-width="800" height="342" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgquLr-g8eUQhYe_1n0Xr1sRxZSeefbIH9giTIbDbsdZd7RSkF5gFz1323IEZ8G9tpUBE91MHv2QcHUEjsLIXH9qAnIuSgqpBV5bnUuY2sTJPA-5xY4MN9Rn-4fJq2FD1XI_mR0mq_Qzh52dWWCaSspnWlcgWq9aDl-a9ubEtg_oIv5ZLsjnylGyW4cz0c/w399-h342/EasterWiggDNCNearRearQtrFull8.jpg" width="399" /></a></div><p>I love her expression. I'm naming her after a character in a Molly Keane novel (Easter from <i>Mad Puppetstown</i>).<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWYSJJPndVutD4y3R-cuq2-MlwKPHP307YASxV0K5322XB5AHj6-995JSX5V11MFKcKKb4MMNR0MveqG8i5HvIcleKgiO2G4g864z3GyGtgrEzsETASyXeHvqPQj9N2Uni-CLD_qqVD0G2Pe2Oh-JfmFXofa7HrchhgJnkfV6NOcjz3i70a7gLni920DQ/s800/EasterWiggDNCOffPor.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="625" data-original-width="800" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWYSJJPndVutD4y3R-cuq2-MlwKPHP307YASxV0K5322XB5AHj6-995JSX5V11MFKcKKb4MMNR0MveqG8i5HvIcleKgiO2G4g864z3GyGtgrEzsETASyXeHvqPQj9N2Uni-CLD_qqVD0G2Pe2Oh-JfmFXofa7HrchhgJnkfV6NOcjz3i70a7gLni920DQ/s320/EasterWiggDNCOffPor.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>This truly is a horse with promise. There is so much here. 'Stalwart' comes to mind. She would look good in harness,... and, of course, English gear. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqUMM-d3DnzeTRfrYHd_irS4SVo3iMFQKGqxLhy6C9IHZqMXueA8lhczseTpBtwrokrgQBnPVL4f1MZy_Ny_J6UNav5dl5fztxnat2CKJVZAA7_2IcOXX5vGMid3pk8x8RVNjZQT9W6Fr3D9Ds5xuWNaQ46eEOUy0uB3FP1vAHyql_ptD1xRdY15Qzpyw/s800/EasterWiggDNCOffFullTurn8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="689" data-original-width="800" height="276" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqUMM-d3DnzeTRfrYHd_irS4SVo3iMFQKGqxLhy6C9IHZqMXueA8lhczseTpBtwrokrgQBnPVL4f1MZy_Ny_J6UNav5dl5fztxnat2CKJVZAA7_2IcOXX5vGMid3pk8x8RVNjZQT9W6Fr3D9Ds5xuWNaQ46eEOUy0uB3FP1vAHyql_ptD1xRdY15Qzpyw/s320/EasterWiggDNCOffFullTurn8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>An additional piece of tack I purchased from Heather (Desert Night Creations) in 2022 is this mecate. I didn't have a bosal that would match it at all, so for now it remains in the bag.<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuwLoCHMpSDjaNuL8U_NqV2tnM6AWGW8sv2ieHAySS21rqsev2hlwcUUgSbKRJBc2UU_4ps_lzQMzP9jqwbsNhKkZ-dub5WKnJ4aIu9gGqYmDiKjEriYNEVg_etT4T81DjMejc-z5vzYJ80UDkRE_jRVueGHA7G5R5iJUHwuJvUrqZeeapa1fRJIWMWgY/s800/DNCmecate8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="455" data-original-width="800" height="211" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuwLoCHMpSDjaNuL8U_NqV2tnM6AWGW8sv2ieHAySS21rqsev2hlwcUUgSbKRJBc2UU_4ps_lzQMzP9jqwbsNhKkZ-dub5WKnJ4aIu9gGqYmDiKjEriYNEVg_etT4T81DjMejc-z5vzYJ80UDkRE_jRVueGHA7G5R5iJUHwuJvUrqZeeapa1fRJIWMWgY/w370-h211/DNCmecate8.jpg" width="370" /></a></div><p>What beautiful work. It is a privilege and a pleasure to collect this art from my dear friend.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih_8SJHrgcrdz8IyqxwswYcVYTmbP3Y5d8gHhhvvjQ7hirRwvo8IQEGEF7W5BvVnr30bdLFSixkvmDU45tcu8Dl3yU30wQLtS6IshGfNFgCk6zxdgRdAmQJ95VfDK5SoV-VWAI5xFFGf_kqBiVv3l3XJvP-pEF2A7Tjx5Ab0Ov0sy6rPKXEmlITgc-P2k/s900/EasterWiggDNCOffPorClose9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="550" data-original-width="900" height="373" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih_8SJHrgcrdz8IyqxwswYcVYTmbP3Y5d8gHhhvvjQ7hirRwvo8IQEGEF7W5BvVnr30bdLFSixkvmDU45tcu8Dl3yU30wQLtS6IshGfNFgCk6zxdgRdAmQJ95VfDK5SoV-VWAI5xFFGf_kqBiVv3l3XJvP-pEF2A7Tjx5Ab0Ov0sy6rPKXEmlITgc-P2k/w608-h373/EasterWiggDNCOffPorClose9.jpg" width="608" /></a></div><p></p><p><br />It has become my habit to announce other news at the ends of my blog posts, <i>so here goes</i>. Work on my <b>next book</b> continues, but it is vastly slowed by taking three weeks of September and 2 weeks of October for family trips. (Not to mention all January.) It is clear to me now 'twill not be done by the November 6 Guide publication anniversary. My husband knew this all along, but I'm just making faces and rolling on. Only this week has it become clear to me I should place the Braided Buttons chapter <u>ahead</u> of the First Interlude, which treats subjects like Connectors, Braided Rings, Hobbles and Peet's Romal Reins. These subjects are not part of (or are only partly of) the 8 pieces of headgear the book was originally meant to cover. <i>I suppose it's mission creep</i>. I've envisioned including such subjects for so long that I'm putting them in anyway, and thus the book is growing larger as time passes. Right now we're at 24 drawn Plates plus the 2 from the Guide; I don't know the page count but it's serious, and there are 66 photos just for the first 3 pieces. And yet I believe I'm merely at a half-way mark.</p><p>There will a pause in programming while we travel the high plains; but we will return! As ever,</p><p>Thanks for your patience.<br /></p><p></p><p><br /></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-65438136589077897232023-09-03T21:29:00.000-04:002023-09-03T21:29:13.627-04:00New Hat Finished<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjejc7oVqO7QhtPTQEQkEACHubSmgaKSMUUV2sSz5RMCM_8q-34AHuXQhwNZd9tZ8TaganiaZInrLkS1pPYSNxv4uG-k1qlHlXUVOTGuAR8gamSqrpyYjb5Ce7RQ5premvQQJ1BcjvCtDO0RFaxURdH1cT9fHVKDPpM0mIMrWvSvqgyOtQC-_BJV-fxRSA/s900/NewCoonie1-9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="675" data-original-width="900" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjejc7oVqO7QhtPTQEQkEACHubSmgaKSMUUV2sSz5RMCM_8q-34AHuXQhwNZd9tZ8TaganiaZInrLkS1pPYSNxv4uG-k1qlHlXUVOTGuAR8gamSqrpyYjb5Ce7RQ5premvQQJ1BcjvCtDO0RFaxURdH1cT9fHVKDPpM0mIMrWvSvqgyOtQC-_BJV-fxRSA/s320/NewCoonie1-9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> This is another '<i>started out as a few pix that should've gone on FB but didn't</i>' posts, for whatever reason, possibly pride. There will be at least one shot on my FB, but here you get to see the full glory of all three. As of tonight my next hat is finished. Somewhat to my surprise, it does not get feathers -- unlike almost every hat I've ever had. It doesn't seem to need them. See for yourself: It's enough in itself.<p></p><p>When we last saw this hat it looked like this:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB4X3JPccmx824McgwdwyP5DuiLS2jmOYwnss7wPcYV0UtZuFTar9avQr6IjOvEArJ9pajpXI0aUqKvbJnjz8hsLIvhbnfLlqCCL_KRKqhh7-gjFSugXT6OZKDWvKwDF7v6iL5sMlTnv-MwpwvuwGzZecxPBUNq-vAcB0VA7SmjECRLr6uTcdlX-fTCN4/s800/NewCoonie3-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB4X3JPccmx824McgwdwyP5DuiLS2jmOYwnss7wPcYV0UtZuFTar9avQr6IjOvEArJ9pajpXI0aUqKvbJnjz8hsLIvhbnfLlqCCL_KRKqhh7-gjFSugXT6OZKDWvKwDF7v6iL5sMlTnv-MwpwvuwGzZecxPBUNq-vAcB0VA7SmjECRLr6uTcdlX-fTCN4/s320/NewCoonie3-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />That was the 20th of August. Since then I've scrambled and struggled and scraped together time to work on the hatband. Not only are we preparing for a long trip, I was working on a book (still not done), cleaning the whole house, mending pajamas (Dad's), seasoning a new wok (still not done), dealing with a squamous cell on my cheek (healing well, praises be), painting the storage shed, selling two resincasts and playing with my new Stromness, amoung <i>many</i> other things. It was fun brushing up on my knowledge of braiding real rawhide. This is one of those projects where the artist thinks it was done fast and simply and not so perfectly and everybody else thinks it looks fine. <p></p><p>Tonight I did the last big button, third from right. Instead of the previous large herringbone with 5 rings (I think), I did a button I like to claim I invented, a 9P 7B Fan in a 1-3-3-1 pattern. This Fan button will be in my next book.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHkOk1O4XhFNj7bu3TDDVK8bz8NfPwmCfIcmFUH5UbTWlEG7ECl2jR9N_K-vS_xvnBnlYyhTP1VC8vKCOk5NUarnbXlkgfgh8Q_nUixeOUyoq_XXyWmjAp8iDp8B4mVXXKsM95UmrLjJoAJHjZnjBgKlBKPCNfkJSMBApGYZIxXqaj1jm6PqDua72AqV0/s926/NewOldCoonieBands9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="926" height="233" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHkOk1O4XhFNj7bu3TDDVK8bz8NfPwmCfIcmFUH5UbTWlEG7ECl2jR9N_K-vS_xvnBnlYyhTP1VC8vKCOk5NUarnbXlkgfgh8Q_nUixeOUyoq_XXyWmjAp8iDp8B4mVXXKsM95UmrLjJoAJHjZnjBgKlBKPCNfkJSMBApGYZIxXqaj1jm6PqDua72AqV0/w478-h233/NewOldCoonieBands9.jpg" width="478" /></a></div><p></p><p>It's harder to do than it looks. A close up:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHOtYNTq6hWKwIEfI4Ft6SZmXg7MuYsOO3LXos0GxCFYGSO7n_WUiMJmF595vnlGqeJK3mNpRTWLg_d8BDpYA2XPNn-ok-bME1NIEjsZozMusRzdJ1ob7FRobTD3hzYXC-mRqsTEH0vkAJk7i-BROHIlwSE902KhyxswZ0anteFyP86E_Vs-yyDPlAYEE/s800/NewOldButtons8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="457" data-original-width="800" height="261" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHOtYNTq6hWKwIEfI4Ft6SZmXg7MuYsOO3LXos0GxCFYGSO7n_WUiMJmF595vnlGqeJK3mNpRTWLg_d8BDpYA2XPNn-ok-bME1NIEjsZozMusRzdJ1ob7FRobTD3hzYXC-mRqsTEH0vkAJk7i-BROHIlwSE902KhyxswZ0anteFyP86E_Vs-yyDPlAYEE/w456-h261/NewOldButtons8.jpg" width="456" /></a></div><p></p><p>My best buddy took these portrait shots in the tack room, otherwise known as the tack shop or pony room.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilx_XWKEX5YFeZf_Wf9S8PSWhU-mavkjGCNxQOS8RTj8wHtxeU1FUUfmgd-h1PIGJkjUTfzN-A3F3xbQtMg5UAljIoi4O84FaoNVBsEIA7nluNjVrHLCrCDnH64GxFaRwOLcyuWwA6qgLy43y_D7CjwP2E8xb7VMHRh78LEmpJTN9QhrMc5vjGcYd_M4M/s861/NewCoonie2-8a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="861" height="331" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilx_XWKEX5YFeZf_Wf9S8PSWhU-mavkjGCNxQOS8RTj8wHtxeU1FUUfmgd-h1PIGJkjUTfzN-A3F3xbQtMg5UAljIoi4O84FaoNVBsEIA7nluNjVrHLCrCDnH64GxFaRwOLcyuWwA6qgLy43y_D7CjwP2E8xb7VMHRh78LEmpJTN9QhrMc5vjGcYd_M4M/w475-h331/NewCoonie2-8a.jpg" width="475" /></a></div><br />Note the new stampede strings.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZyAxWN0MGNt_l2emeIytuS3fHV3iBEYcNHRK-MKwxZAvZdo76-MEUFx-dynbDn8d5aAI06jjhb3wnz6GPBY8-OrHNMXuAUemohyx8FeeOSBNRUdUeGDZJOq6HFfGP1wGXqZMmIQ8wXzluWwtck2I7QSFxxGv3JJ5rsF8Ohj4NQ_yzJUBoO5NB-E1D2ec/s900/NewCoonie3-8a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="675" data-original-width="900" height="377" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZyAxWN0MGNt_l2emeIytuS3fHV3iBEYcNHRK-MKwxZAvZdo76-MEUFx-dynbDn8d5aAI06jjhb3wnz6GPBY8-OrHNMXuAUemohyx8FeeOSBNRUdUeGDZJOq6HFfGP1wGXqZMmIQ8wXzluWwtck2I7QSFxxGv3JJ5rsF8Ohj4NQ_yzJUBoO5NB-E1D2ec/w502-h377/NewCoonie3-8a.jpg" width="502" /></a></div><p></p><p>Little floppy brim there, but on the whole, I'm happy!<br /><br /><br /><br /></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-74783358307806393512023-08-21T20:57:00.000-04:002023-08-21T20:57:36.045-04:00Towards a New Hat<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKV_JEOXoGYYQKxP552DsQ48uWU7zhwjDk8REZgjoLkaiz5cjhWIEjwBsHpiY2TOM6S_k6Rnif56Sv0EWrWhjpH-6GWxoO48q8iSxpr12-Av_jI4v8n3GBPn0ai-ChObKKLlKiWLJqoxteltGpR8IU5v5nNx8hH91H7HvNARvmiaffAYPXRiFhPOx6dQM/s800/NewCoonie3-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKV_JEOXoGYYQKxP552DsQ48uWU7zhwjDk8REZgjoLkaiz5cjhWIEjwBsHpiY2TOM6S_k6Rnif56Sv0EWrWhjpH-6GWxoO48q8iSxpr12-Av_jI4v8n3GBPn0ai-ChObKKLlKiWLJqoxteltGpR8IU5v5nNx8hH91H7HvNARvmiaffAYPXRiFhPOx6dQM/s320/NewCoonie3-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>This was going to be a 3-pic FB post, but it kind of ran away with me. Still, these are mere snapshots in the middle of a process which I'm thinking will be rather long. Let's start with a few memorable looks at my old hat, Coondoondah 13. The below portraits were shot at Cranberry Bog, north-central PA, on July 31, by George.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipCfqTADnXn_ZmyLpmPVxPvgKbdfoR2yXWBMyF36pDIX_Y16jH6H5mnu5b0iiFcnzxy0vxWbLnL76uK7wVjkf8l7menl2nriHp6z9JXsCdntJWzRnX2unRwdXX1351CY79f_zJ3B9djqA_qhhfyna1TW-jiA37pVW0OeajyBcyVFTdumnE-SfXOB914p0/s800/AtCranberryBog230731-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipCfqTADnXn_ZmyLpmPVxPvgKbdfoR2yXWBMyF36pDIX_Y16jH6H5mnu5b0iiFcnzxy0vxWbLnL76uK7wVjkf8l7menl2nriHp6z9JXsCdntJWzRnX2unRwdXX1351CY79f_zJ3B9djqA_qhhfyna1TW-jiA37pVW0OeajyBcyVFTdumnE-SfXOB914p0/s320/AtCranberryBog230731-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p> (They do a good job of showing I really was ankle-deep in the bog. Wear swamp shoes!)<br /></p><p>As it happens, these two pictures are the last photographs taken while my thirteenth hat was still in use and whole. All my hats have been named Coondoondah, an Australian aborigine word meaning 'hat.' All the ones since about 1990 have had silver and rawhide on them. The first one to have silver conchos, which were given to me by my grandmother, was stolen in December of 2002 (the only one I've lost in such fashion). But I was able to find more silver at the Tucson Gem Show.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjU-pSqdhjgmyIY_PfsNsqTu3Cz49lS005E2mlOnf4qMA_frzv3BQ7I2gx95p9t6pB_d5xhboT4gQa2ANhm8KhJMfEW8k4JdcZ3GWx6KQfqBo9TJXjG4Ajb_cZyGVM_PbuCHzo9NxQvGywTMqDh9RmB8AoMiaf1smySx3iRJ9DJUN8z7XOiMaX78pVRLU/s800/AtCranberryBog230731A-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="579" data-original-width="800" height="232" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjU-pSqdhjgmyIY_PfsNsqTu3Cz49lS005E2mlOnf4qMA_frzv3BQ7I2gx95p9t6pB_d5xhboT4gQa2ANhm8KhJMfEW8k4JdcZ3GWx6KQfqBo9TJXjG4Ajb_cZyGVM_PbuCHzo9NxQvGywTMqDh9RmB8AoMiaf1smySx3iRJ9DJUN8z7XOiMaX78pVRLU/s320/AtCranberryBog230731A-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Hats do wear out, especially when you don't clean them regularly, or treat their leather every year. Also, when they get rained on and don't get re-oiled. For the last year or so, this particular hat had been getting older and dirtier and I was so busy I didn't have time to clean it, until it reached a stage where cleaning would have destroyed it. This close up doesn't show it, but this hat is on its last legs.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7F8-GC_1z_hQX9ukQtmPEgtDL69U5UYjlQVO1-PzZgrrqnJS2TZ8IN5UrgIbsUFGleKnuyr_XnEUsCbdmRb_5ZtdyS8fwe1U0L7E49waKRfs686Tly742xQe-R0ypmM8EXq5dy1a-JrC5y4nEbfDNmmZnQ7sXYxKFsXGHa1iRIQQXW9b5siOlDt_CNm0/s227/CloseUp2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="165" data-original-width="227" height="165" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7F8-GC_1z_hQX9ukQtmPEgtDL69U5UYjlQVO1-PzZgrrqnJS2TZ8IN5UrgIbsUFGleKnuyr_XnEUsCbdmRb_5ZtdyS8fwe1U0L7E49waKRfs686Tly742xQe-R0ypmM8EXq5dy1a-JrC5y4nEbfDNmmZnQ7sXYxKFsXGHa1iRIQQXW9b5siOlDt_CNm0/s1600/CloseUp2.jpg" width="227" /></a></div><p></p><p>Here's a couple shots that do show it. These were taken in the shop as evidence of which buttons were used, and the spacing of them, on the hatband. In this first shot you can see the old stampede string of braided leather, black with age. Yes, it broke, triggering all this.<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGmUt4vBwil3Wk9rgoccZNfYM3fBFNmXep1_a9ow8ZTjHsFE9Kpf3ntM6iRiLdH81Ij6hUO5u-ik7xvDPlFzNGUUGnRuPUORYaIwVhePNX-7C2Ewk6fup9gDarqagGzH7p_az54crsk0o3phNHLmlA9gUStjT7Vu0QhnbQsFYiwpsU9suAgl7FD3cImJ8/s900/OldCoonie9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="512" data-original-width="900" height="182" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGmUt4vBwil3Wk9rgoccZNfYM3fBFNmXep1_a9ow8ZTjHsFE9Kpf3ntM6iRiLdH81Ij6hUO5u-ik7xvDPlFzNGUUGnRuPUORYaIwVhePNX-7C2Ewk6fup9gDarqagGzH7p_az54crsk0o3phNHLmlA9gUStjT7Vu0QhnbQsFYiwpsU9suAgl7FD3cImJ8/s320/OldCoonie9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Note, above, the missing concho on the left. Note, below, the condition of the rawhide: stained, shrunken and in some cases actually broken.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSLKKhAuG9uGKWfQQ80F6DhH4C51FJQ7q1CM5PE62asmBaBg4P-V4RR8E7caRmwiRoU4LORi8a6P4ZVhuD6dOFUysoP2-qEaVezQsnnrKI8IfYHl0rKA06EcV-Eb1UBatsOnnYLjz_7HIYft3WXFEjFZRsY9L9OdCBeT4lliQvP5MuqvfYFS6g8pL64ZM/s839/OldCoonieInnerBand8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="839" height="153" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSLKKhAuG9uGKWfQQ80F6DhH4C51FJQ7q1CM5PE62asmBaBg4P-V4RR8E7caRmwiRoU4LORi8a6P4ZVhuD6dOFUysoP2-qEaVezQsnnrKI8IfYHl0rKA06EcV-Eb1UBatsOnnYLjz_7HIYft3WXFEjFZRsY9L9OdCBeT4lliQvP5MuqvfYFS6g8pL64ZM/s320/OldCoonieInnerBand8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p> Fortunately, a replacement hat was waiting.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOgJlm_MqpDZHgVosuVZO0hUlbwAjtnPCOpE-3Hn3R2yci-j54U6teqn2ReF_0VjoJ1oM3nJa8N9-dWqvIqufZekroS2WgFi_AFU41ctiBiJty-ZXbBDceCP4Yh_YoKd8yV-xLlbM9YidpjHEFEEqefsoRNUw2w2quWX0z-6H0G5rEbtO99MK4WDsmeik/s800/NewCoonie1-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOgJlm_MqpDZHgVosuVZO0hUlbwAjtnPCOpE-3Hn3R2yci-j54U6teqn2ReF_0VjoJ1oM3nJa8N9-dWqvIqufZekroS2WgFi_AFU41ctiBiJty-ZXbBDceCP4Yh_YoKd8yV-xLlbM9YidpjHEFEEqefsoRNUw2w2quWX0z-6H0G5rEbtO99MK4WDsmeik/s320/NewCoonie1-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>The above shot shows the "shoelace" string that the Tilley company originally supplied the hat with (for a tie-down strap, or stampede string). I've already cut half of it up to make small strips which will become the new keepers for the hatband.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoabwNifOJkBM_IHaScpzXgZ-D8Gsz7_DAW7sZsHtpsNwEzuKnGBsbayWzh_NKVWhXK2ofF9BFNbJNgirhsktTrTnlN74HKG5OKgQzYroJ2Y-RQRIelsoBCmZIN3KeWRhfa5TC4sK771eGU--h3208fTFvlj6Appl0dwgGB8lhoXkT8yHn9-8WdT3RSFo/s800/NewCoonie2-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoabwNifOJkBM_IHaScpzXgZ-D8Gsz7_DAW7sZsHtpsNwEzuKnGBsbayWzh_NKVWhXK2ofF9BFNbJNgirhsktTrTnlN74HKG5OKgQzYroJ2Y-RQRIelsoBCmZIN3KeWRhfa5TC4sK771eGU--h3208fTFvlj6Appl0dwgGB8lhoXkT8yHn9-8WdT3RSFo/s320/NewCoonie2-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>I started out not particularly happy that Tilley had discontinued my beloved white hat color. My favorite could not be replaced directly. So we went with the next best choice, an off-khaki sort of color, almost olive. When I sewed together the "shoelace" strips (above) and installed them as keepers, I started to really like this hat. The keepers lend a classiness that the old white elastic ones just didn't have (themselves put on by me).</p><p>And then I started braiding new buttons. Why am I not surprised that my skill is very rusty?! But it is a great pleasure to re-learn them... The new conchos -- I bought three Navajo ones to replace my lost one -- are bigger and have better shanks, and they have interesting new designs on them.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJcrT46Hyt0EOWBC7wEtdffjgjMPkXe3c66D4Whzj3pI5HXXlAtJOc0gPfPARhWO9LfDJyfrXNis43a8kYLk17HTAeHLcGOyE43VSLgTPeR9mCt0aJ-uNiyG33-6HbJGlnZkpOHR8erAqak9PipQ9C27CqcC51yPUKcDDw1_SfHlXx2lnHNcRgdzOrUIE/s800/NewCoonie3-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJcrT46Hyt0EOWBC7wEtdffjgjMPkXe3c66D4Whzj3pI5HXXlAtJOc0gPfPARhWO9LfDJyfrXNis43a8kYLk17HTAeHLcGOyE43VSLgTPeR9mCt0aJ-uNiyG33-6HbJGlnZkpOHR8erAqak9PipQ9C27CqcC51yPUKcDDw1_SfHlXx2lnHNcRgdzOrUIE/w444-h333/NewCoonie3-8.jpg" width="444" /></a></div><p></p><p>Coondoondah 14 is off to a good start.<br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-52537347597039156962023-08-07T19:34:00.000-04:002023-08-07T19:34:18.139-04:00My BFest 5K: Sunrises<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge8y9NBvCW7K-S6qmrC8_Lkg_1Kfl52-vLp8dkMsL6QpmC5BXZ2ke-gqi_h3S8v2fhCQgzPYxKwTMAWqoQKsU3rUgtdWeqk2c6wRGBb0h01y5rcc2NdQX1ZV5iNfPFIEIXqYq1QdZtfnaXL__SrZY5o5GuHYwD6_UESnFz5efZjvcP6DMesz2aXMl7s-g/s800/BFest5K1-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge8y9NBvCW7K-S6qmrC8_Lkg_1Kfl52-vLp8dkMsL6QpmC5BXZ2ke-gqi_h3S8v2fhCQgzPYxKwTMAWqoQKsU3rUgtdWeqk2c6wRGBb0h01y5rcc2NdQX1ZV5iNfPFIEIXqYq1QdZtfnaXL__SrZY5o5GuHYwD6_UESnFz5efZjvcP6DMesz2aXMl7s-g/s320/BFest5K1-8.jpg" width="320" /></a> <br /></div><p></p><p>My BreyerFest 5K races this year contained a lot of exclaiming at the Kentucky sunrises. I had a tough time deciding on the opening shot here: Should I use the best sunrise shot, a pic of Tachyon (who traditionally carries this role), or should I go chronologically, as my camera dictated? Heh: y'all get a fourth option. Above is the start of the third day's sunrise.<br /></p><p>A surprised friend asked whether I'd entered 3 races. I told her the same thing happened this year as last: Since I was running virtually, I did my course three times on 3 separate days. I turn in the fastest. What was charming this year was that each time I ran, I went faster. I can't explain this. Usually BreyerFest is an excuse to get completely out of shape!! -- worse as the week wears on. But for whatever reason, my times for Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday were faster each day. Maybe I have X factor.<br /></p><p>I hope that some time in the future I'll be able to run with the crowd again. Meanwhile I'm deeply grateful to Breyer for allowing virtual runners, and so glad that turning in my time was as easy as it was. If you're wondering why this is important (and want to see a map of where I'm talking about), here's a link to last year's 5K blog post: <a href="https://timarustarii.blogspot.com/2022/08/my-breyerfest-virtual-5k-race.html" target="_blank">My Breyerfest Virtual 5K race.</a><br /></p><p>This year my first day was Tuesday. We do have a shot of the very beginning of the first sunrise, seen from the parking lot:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwtE5cVPBFzeL6sn4ZJOBYDO7JP6FYXW98h8A0x0jAHsWFdL1TZv-yUsIvLtGigSfnrzugXVzep_hvbftM2fYLZ4HKe0bAPxrMWbGeeiednfiCVzlKaYyL4B-6Gbv17-RLe4stTW2h5uiyNK-KHgw1lRafWp5FwwTl-4ToRVN2qAHKIvLlIQQQilCtDmg/s800/BFest5K1.5-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwtE5cVPBFzeL6sn4ZJOBYDO7JP6FYXW98h8A0x0jAHsWFdL1TZv-yUsIvLtGigSfnrzugXVzep_hvbftM2fYLZ4HKe0bAPxrMWbGeeiednfiCVzlKaYyL4B-6Gbv17-RLe4stTW2h5uiyNK-KHgw1lRafWp5FwwTl-4ToRVN2qAHKIvLlIQQQilCtDmg/s320/BFest5K1.5-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>The next view available is the classic one of Tachyon, my CollectA Akhal Teke mare who comes along with me for all my BreyerFest 5Ks, with my stopwatch, standing (posing!) on the course. <br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVXMLWFqtxvFtQHCpvdr6zC4S3Ywek5KzJzgFCjC9eDTtz9V1I3D-IP0lKmGQ2v6TsillvIYD_zOdP8OVSF9oKpXZZQODinVdDI8FTMbinHSy9Yp-8n16DV2N14NlEcRW6qdOkSmrWvI78bMF8uCNkuC2YM4GgZlwOFSlbis3VLZoHFNR5q6iV-Y09GFQ/s800/BFest5K4-8.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="303" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVXMLWFqtxvFtQHCpvdr6zC4S3Ywek5KzJzgFCjC9eDTtz9V1I3D-IP0lKmGQ2v6TsillvIYD_zOdP8OVSF9oKpXZZQODinVdDI8FTMbinHSy9Yp-8n16DV2N14NlEcRW6qdOkSmrWvI78bMF8uCNkuC2YM4GgZlwOFSlbis3VLZoHFNR5q6iV-Y09GFQ/w404-h303/BFest5K4-8.jpg" width="404" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">July 11 46:09</td></tr></tbody></table><br />I remember that first sunrise as awesome. I spent a long time staring, amazed. I finally stepped out onto the course, a bike trail on Kentucky State University's Coldstream Campus, and started running. The moment I was out from under the trees, the sunrise got 10 times more spectacular, a great field of red rows racing across the sky. What a tough decision! Should I stop, go back to the car, get the camera and shoot this, thus losing time and energy? I kept on running,... but decided there and then to be prepared for shooting if there was a next time.<p></p><p>Next time was two days later, Thursday the 13th. The sunrise was even more spectacular, and I took a movie (which did not work at all well because the camera fogged). At least I got some stills:<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnGRBmfMu0ZQQxftUBjoMIPu36RYWkS953ypVB3gWsFjy6fkJ53yYApy1V6DnKCLCAedr3ZhA4e0PjK7j2VZlVouHbeFORfybssmZppD22k2OgzEfcEXqEym0Hgdvo5zB7TtMWs6TfZlMcuvbxtYj-bFz7m_hilR5diHhCK1bdvyWyDaBDQScvEdtdqdE/s800/BFest5K2-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="325" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnGRBmfMu0ZQQxftUBjoMIPu36RYWkS953ypVB3gWsFjy6fkJ53yYApy1V6DnKCLCAedr3ZhA4e0PjK7j2VZlVouHbeFORfybssmZppD22k2OgzEfcEXqEym0Hgdvo5zB7TtMWs6TfZlMcuvbxtYj-bFz7m_hilR5diHhCK1bdvyWyDaBDQScvEdtdqdE/w433-h325/BFest5K2-8.jpg" width="433" /></a></div><p></p><p></p><p>I could hardly believe my eyes. This was dynamic and very inspiring.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd3cgN1EKZ_65MIwv0-cze9acEA5JaP4tkKfYpFMolhrdNHg5ghAW-udZQiaeb825JZtVcad33nZkfURVys_CqRThmG6eISxRcx4GtQukP8NTfokluQVrpexzKC1XLi6E3LQv3vfnU-fvdC7QN6CWKZXeRk1XkksRGUzyoenQVJ_CHhv_Pj4qLGRq8KqM/s800/BFest5K2.5-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd3cgN1EKZ_65MIwv0-cze9acEA5JaP4tkKfYpFMolhrdNHg5ghAW-udZQiaeb825JZtVcad33nZkfURVys_CqRThmG6eISxRcx4GtQukP8NTfokluQVrpexzKC1XLi6E3LQv3vfnU-fvdC7QN6CWKZXeRk1XkksRGUzyoenQVJ_CHhv_Pj4qLGRq8KqM/s320/BFest5K2.5-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p></p><p>Six, indeed, is the hour for running. There was almost no one else there.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Ed_92QVyMqZPNEY7kncHMGDK9JlFTshujk1700WJSVFCp3-gxyPr983nG1fhb6oMoJM9qLZ25OTbUcc7wMlvHbIKOyxezVC4lOVVZesjN0By77rP7Fnu3DNQ9CpSQHh_-8VOAhZTjcve4E9Z6ygrEFAqFbcICrc96_nAXHHtbnolVCfyUz4qjarNr98/s800/BFest5K3-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Ed_92QVyMqZPNEY7kncHMGDK9JlFTshujk1700WJSVFCp3-gxyPr983nG1fhb6oMoJM9qLZ25OTbUcc7wMlvHbIKOyxezVC4lOVVZesjN0By77rP7Fnu3DNQ9CpSQHh_-8VOAhZTjcve4E9Z6ygrEFAqFbcICrc96_nAXHHtbnolVCfyUz4qjarNr98/s320/BFest5K3-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p></p><p>The Thursday time was a minute faster. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmT30VhJuTi6hV9yYycghRBAypsQAT8MYFVhAUS0Vkxio5FROJ59aL99GuxcVUrjy8LCpXvW5DJk3aqe_vRfzCy_HKZLd6vcuhE7YRLe6bKSeglyS2wtaeHf7rmjKUQ6uvjZzoQ152WKUDo6i2anBtuotX4CDwER9Jr3N3Cu5rZuafBGYytrWaX95sUpM/s800/BFest5K9-8.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="288" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmT30VhJuTi6hV9yYycghRBAypsQAT8MYFVhAUS0Vkxio5FROJ59aL99GuxcVUrjy8LCpXvW5DJk3aqe_vRfzCy_HKZLd6vcuhE7YRLe6bKSeglyS2wtaeHf7rmjKUQ6uvjZzoQ152WKUDo6i2anBtuotX4CDwER9Jr3N3Cu5rZuafBGYytrWaX95sUpM/w384-h288/BFest5K9-8.jpg" width="384" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">July 13 45:35<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />The third day, Saturday the 15th, was the most splendid of all. I wish I could claim that fantastic sunrises made me run faster! but alas, no connection can be proven...! Here are the first glimmers through the trees. It was like a distant fire.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqhRuPVK77_lMHOGDSAL7HTxVFxpOct89e7oQ-nYCiRS_ojJCWGhybf4RrQ68RFs0_u5oK9whhQ1VDbE3_EeV8eG4rZBc12Z1ztE2LGrX2Yf4lfGRXYJuf0CnxvzFKio2QYPM4e578bZ3JW2MwOy95iN02PjsPdSRzXXyGLs7XwyVAFzKxCAJq0WFCEKE/s800/BFest5K1-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqhRuPVK77_lMHOGDSAL7HTxVFxpOct89e7oQ-nYCiRS_ojJCWGhybf4RrQ68RFs0_u5oK9whhQ1VDbE3_EeV8eG4rZBc12Z1ztE2LGrX2Yf4lfGRXYJuf0CnxvzFKio2QYPM4e578bZ3JW2MwOy95iN02PjsPdSRzXXyGLs7XwyVAFzKxCAJq0WFCEKE/s320/BFest5K1-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>Things went from good to great in a hurry.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggk7-04zG4p6lfWS7knk24L3PYyB0v0sgWVo4Qc_KZvBmQ1W7PAZ8dG80ngDEh8DPb8UqYV4MiNpZthCCTZMfmub8hyxf_OXtGnQZ_jGTlTQwIbwIX0r0QdcZfwcI3lytk-4_bKdJxxdiElByXsubiGau24sct7GLWEGKEUACYVaKJ_8BRclMRloLesw0/s800/BFest5K5-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="305" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggk7-04zG4p6lfWS7knk24L3PYyB0v0sgWVo4Qc_KZvBmQ1W7PAZ8dG80ngDEh8DPb8UqYV4MiNpZthCCTZMfmub8hyxf_OXtGnQZ_jGTlTQwIbwIX0r0QdcZfwcI3lytk-4_bKdJxxdiElByXsubiGau24sct7GLWEGKEUACYVaKJ_8BRclMRloLesw0/w407-h305/BFest5K5-8.jpg" width="407" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg09wCCFTy1pHezrdZDF4huCI-gZDt6nZ1yfAGMvkt9uthhoq9udv-1VAX0fSCLa7G5XL7-Y8gZb3aArdyWGDX83cmyaZpAOFnHb1Ob0UTATK1dj3teu8VnSqVDIIUawidGAkvx3g9zjnKCX08vbS1-yAtjrWXffvQhQUUuyK6YFSS_or6eIPDUXngUqyo/s800/BFest5K6-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="430" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg09wCCFTy1pHezrdZDF4huCI-gZDt6nZ1yfAGMvkt9uthhoq9udv-1VAX0fSCLa7G5XL7-Y8gZb3aArdyWGDX83cmyaZpAOFnHb1Ob0UTATK1dj3teu8VnSqVDIIUawidGAkvx3g9zjnKCX08vbS1-yAtjrWXffvQhQUUuyK6YFSS_or6eIPDUXngUqyo/w574-h430/BFest5K6-8.jpg" width="574" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXz05p8JQmocK5ws3CAuBFyfkM32f-vsolnOBthVxhuBdhBTHOlHTqO9edpmWwZQk6oGYam0RYgvUmJDrUXNAYjw-B7iWJJn4oEow5hROAnXgXe-cKURzaUIHcaIJHrttH-zo4WC0prTt8whzh0dXvtkeDfEhz4NAWeXo7u3BfreQhDKprbd-fjlU-mBI/s800/BFest5K7-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="308" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXz05p8JQmocK5ws3CAuBFyfkM32f-vsolnOBthVxhuBdhBTHOlHTqO9edpmWwZQk6oGYam0RYgvUmJDrUXNAYjw-B7iWJJn4oEow5hROAnXgXe-cKURzaUIHcaIJHrttH-zo4WC0prTt8whzh0dXvtkeDfEhz4NAWeXo7u3BfreQhDKprbd-fjlU-mBI/w410-h308/BFest5K7-8.jpg" width="410" /></a></div><p>All this because I got up early enough to dodge the heat! I could hardly believe my eyes. Pennsylvania rarely has anything like this. Thank heavens for a zoom lens and enough time to catch it all. This last shot (below) is looking east, away from my starting direction.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVbheVoIYIK0rrbqjSBwfutVu-CskdQ8VPF2z0XSJRGjdpb42Ns6TPjnK8e_4YvdbTdScWv3voVcAbRQjGdp46p9z2OiJmIs53YpfHOBfIsQc913Oc1TeoM_sj8kZQPD4zoAgk7i95RqniezruIfL6hA1tD69X1YD3Dk5cFql2_B48J2XHbfK0ohBpfzc/s800/BFest5K8-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVbheVoIYIK0rrbqjSBwfutVu-CskdQ8VPF2z0XSJRGjdpb42Ns6TPjnK8e_4YvdbTdScWv3voVcAbRQjGdp46p9z2OiJmIs53YpfHOBfIsQc913Oc1TeoM_sj8kZQPD4zoAgk7i95RqniezruIfL6hA1tD69X1YD3Dk5cFql2_B48J2XHbfK0ohBpfzc/w427-h320/BFest5K8-8.jpg" width="427" /></a></div><p></p><p> I have run this course something like 6 times in the past 2 BreyerFests, but I'd never seen anything like this. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr7RWMd5bHAv4W30j-Tp30bIh-2pGCGc9WtVwVgpI5g8OiKhCT_wNXMwkdfXsAUzmz5IaLJRYhy4bDQPdydKm5EYEBNnNvN92ovUqOOo_So2o7W9m5WR9nA5FdH9S7jLsgh2Eg2xMbWPDSbtpZEdrhZ6I8OvkOROl_gkCWfRgt1I7DiJ-U1RqFTSgTh18/s800/BFest5K10-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr7RWMd5bHAv4W30j-Tp30bIh-2pGCGc9WtVwVgpI5g8OiKhCT_wNXMwkdfXsAUzmz5IaLJRYhy4bDQPdydKm5EYEBNnNvN92ovUqOOo_So2o7W9m5WR9nA5FdH9S7jLsgh2Eg2xMbWPDSbtpZEdrhZ6I8OvkOROl_gkCWfRgt1I7DiJ-U1RqFTSgTh18/s320/BFest5K10-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">July 15 44:36<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></p><p>I wound up placing 16th out of 34 for all the virtual runners, and
2nd in my (virtual) age group. This is not "my personal best," but it
is very far from a poor performance. I am well pleased with my 5K this
year. <br /><br /><br /></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-34501511152567353752023-07-28T12:51:00.003-04:002023-08-04T09:58:37.101-04:00Why I Haven't Yet Entered the BCC<p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxYUaADwC9dfXEiGc7m2cWaC9hqDKetaIAVhC6-rw6qPmp9tQP_C402fGgC8v69Uf68Oxmn7HzJXD5wClNrrAOiMwx8Oorebs8whqXSJ-08fdEglkUkgjmZfjgQkRcYy8-amt866HzT3zxGCRHdVu9zdj_vI8oEsRTezNEYwaZW9cQXHvHgRwV6GTVkX0/s900/TSII612HarnDisp9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="618" data-original-width="900" height="220" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxYUaADwC9dfXEiGc7m2cWaC9hqDKetaIAVhC6-rw6qPmp9tQP_C402fGgC8v69Uf68Oxmn7HzJXD5wClNrrAOiMwx8Oorebs8whqXSJ-08fdEglkUkgjmZfjgQkRcYy8-amt866HzT3zxGCRHdVu9zdj_vI8oEsRTezNEYwaZW9cQXHvHgRwV6GTVkX0/s320/TSII612HarnDisp9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />During BreyeFest I was asked, more than once, why I hadn't entered the Best Customs Contest. After all, this was as close as the hobby had got to a Master Tack Class! It might never happen again! My immediate answer, fear of Covid, while true and 79% of my excuse, was not the complete story. There were other reasons, echoing like aftershocks, which more fully explained my stance. I pondered and puzzled and finally wrote them all up deep in the night after I got back home. That entry, dated July 17, is in quotes below; all else is afterwards.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhphY0G5-XJSqP79p1OkaL4adV-xGdf0lHGk_BqK6QYx-m61F3lOqZQIuJ8lA7m3_7BWpTXo6Tq_cHKw3f3bzp_g7IvzINp21V-_v2dryetMvzXLvw04IOMgaIgioPMcNjsXdKUfK3sjWDzU9wgO8a9IRDNnuwnZG18WiwFp6XrQR4CtItO4JccCqhBxL4/s900/TSII612HarnDisp5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="551" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhphY0G5-XJSqP79p1OkaL4adV-xGdf0lHGk_BqK6QYx-m61F3lOqZQIuJ8lA7m3_7BWpTXo6Tq_cHKw3f3bzp_g7IvzINp21V-_v2dryetMvzXLvw04IOMgaIgioPMcNjsXdKUfK3sjWDzU9wgO8a9IRDNnuwnZG18WiwFp6XrQR4CtItO4JccCqhBxL4/s320/TSII612HarnDisp5.jpg" width="196" /></a></div><p>Knowing this conflict would arise <i><span style="font-size: x-small;">(you're a king tackmaker famous for harness in a Driving Theme year!)</span></i>, I planned a harness display from my personal collection for my room at the CHIN (612). Of course, showing off to the public was not exactly Covid-avoidance; but I was hoping, hoping, I could dare to find a middle ground, and be more open than last year. The numbers were favorable. In the event, I did find a middle ground (which boosted my ego as much as the hitch). My ego has been <b>thoroughly</b> boosted by all the reactions. You'd a-thought no one had ever seen a model draft horse hitch before!<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4fY1NRR2M526kb3ktkt4CwwMXwswV4W4f0R0A_0m4pw1Tv2Dq7MYno_BNZ6UMfq8RiU5TLc0agp1MlND1O1ri3GJpQbZj_0A1q_Oqz6kp_Tjn9uBDB_LdS4Rl6mlkfM2WQNJCYiD_2Zk5x0niuUQ9LKjH5OFW_JSgVhxDLWDcDf-mPE7ysxlUyxGCJ58/s997/TSIIHarnDispTandem9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="997" height="195" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4fY1NRR2M526kb3ktkt4CwwMXwswV4W4f0R0A_0m4pw1Tv2Dq7MYno_BNZ6UMfq8RiU5TLc0agp1MlND1O1ri3GJpQbZj_0A1q_Oqz6kp_Tjn9uBDB_LdS4Rl6mlkfM2WQNJCYiD_2Zk5x0niuUQ9LKjH5OFW_JSgVhxDLWDcDf-mPE7ysxlUyxGCJ58/w434-h195/TSIIHarnDispTandem9.jpg" width="434" /></a></div><p>These display photos were taken by my cell phone. Above: a heavily-customized-by-me sleigh that started life as a green bobsleigh by Dick Eighmey. Below: My Grand Champion of Show horse and harness (circa 2000) put to a Dave Blenkey Draft Cart (1999). Doll by Anne Field.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTLwKowP1XuUtKA05k7XMSny12saJg82XOwVuzwwyrtjw-fq4HxjOXNKytzG6rB4nF1gkxbpCifb1vnxbXJd4RgT9wd3oGfHm7XeuB2SZhrA7tfRDAU5xD5ankBvpd9HZ3lNuBILG9Ipl3Hi1FI_1uK78Av_4nZPIKgQqdLngGhY0qC-WBjI053vmO3Us/s950/TSIIHarnDispJasChalif9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="553" data-original-width="950" height="259" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTLwKowP1XuUtKA05k7XMSny12saJg82XOwVuzwwyrtjw-fq4HxjOXNKytzG6rB4nF1gkxbpCifb1vnxbXJd4RgT9wd3oGfHm7XeuB2SZhrA7tfRDAU5xD5ankBvpd9HZ3lNuBILG9Ipl3Hi1FI_1uK78Av_4nZPIKgQqdLngGhY0qC-WBjI053vmO3Us/w446-h259/TSIIHarnDispJasChalif9.jpg" width="446" /></a></div><p></p><p>A Michelle Huskins Wood Wiz Meadowbrook Cart Kit I made and customized (different wheels, leather on the shafts), circa late 1990s. Doll by Kris Gallegher.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAK6wXyFNJwAVDpN4A4rnFIBeNDoHThtsDnpNpcCfSI0hCZys2jN1czH07Y14YyO663-ahPL7N9M9Kt5Gs3MqTdZFeGZ-b_nTA1Pa3b5R-3Rs-cYCjMXHL6Q-QL3ds9bQ08jPyP5jgwUZw3x6HmP2VynR09Vksbr0Z8pcbiZAGp0wUaa9CcZfLWwx2GTQ/s968/TSIIHarnDispZafirah9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="562" data-original-width="968" height="186" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAK6wXyFNJwAVDpN4A4rnFIBeNDoHThtsDnpNpcCfSI0hCZys2jN1czH07Y14YyO663-ahPL7N9M9Kt5Gs3MqTdZFeGZ-b_nTA1Pa3b5R-3Rs-cYCjMXHL6Q-QL3ds9bQ08jPyP5jgwUZw3x6HmP2VynR09Vksbr0Z8pcbiZAGp0wUaa9CcZfLWwx2GTQ/s320/TSIIHarnDispZafirah9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>If you still haven't seen enough TSII harness displays, here's a link to my website's own page on the Canadian 8-Horse-Hitch, my "other" 8-hitch, created from 1991 to 2002 for Ivy Olensky. <a href="http://www.timarustarii.com/harn/tmO8.htm" target="_blank">The Olensky Canadian 8-Hitch</a><br /></p><p>************************************************************************ <br /></p><p>"2307.17 <span style="font-size: x-small;">5 in the morning</span> There are more reasons than fear of Covid, which kept me from entering the contest. Behind No.2, <u>pride</u>,[*] lies No. 3, <u>Time</u>. The last fantastically detailed piece of tack I made (one that would be worthy of such attention -- ahah <span style="font-size: x-small;">ANOTHER</span> reason, the Artist would choose the <span style="font-size: x-small;">MOST</span> incredibly challenging & difficult piece) -- took me eleven (11) months: Eleanor's copy of the Clyde Goehring saddle [next 2 pix]. And I just don't have that kind of time anymore. George [my husband], Mom, Dad [age 89] and our very lifestyle has evolved to where large chunks of free time don't exist. </p><p>[Ed. where large chunks of free time are expensive and hard to get.] <br /></p><p>[*Pride here meaning I didn't need the recognition or fame or advertising. I've already made my mark,... proven my case.]<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_pAtUz27NR9vORO7isMXIik0K4oGPeDjYLg6cDtA0tahuXD2nMzuDd8yYYTWewJncT2Qx3gqAnK3W4d8LLUR_ZdOn3ZWuKMLfA5rcIS3m1YsjKGkC_w267f1c7AHJ4basTwHMmh9qpEbqwEd4pkUxYW9teulPs4Rp2EXgzfJ3Ja3u47bXuR2b5p6Vsh8/s900/457ToucanoOffSaddClose9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="646" data-original-width="900" height="230" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_pAtUz27NR9vORO7isMXIik0K4oGPeDjYLg6cDtA0tahuXD2nMzuDd8yYYTWewJncT2Qx3gqAnK3W4d8LLUR_ZdOn3ZWuKMLfA5rcIS3m1YsjKGkC_w267f1c7AHJ4basTwHMmh9qpEbqwEd4pkUxYW9teulPs4Rp2EXgzfJ3Ja3u47bXuR2b5p6Vsh8/s320/457ToucanoOffSaddClose9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNMMwTF0FWBTkXruWWNaJtuv6L50Ye_bT9TNm87qeV8TC3Wviq-4LEc5I6qiqZFhqWt5NgaCsncChCRgRSbp_P3bujdKY8L1256b7aDpRU1UoW9eO857p8MID-5CZbZksYDXNi0WVcdTk8y3w1HKG8YkYih7G9wnNjX9IKPgZjrhSCk2USouRuiPkvzrI/s800/457LairdNearPor8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="800" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNMMwTF0FWBTkXruWWNaJtuv6L50Ye_bT9TNm87qeV8TC3Wviq-4LEc5I6qiqZFhqWt5NgaCsncChCRgRSbp_P3bujdKY8L1256b7aDpRU1UoW9eO857p8MID-5CZbZksYDXNi0WVcdTk8y3w1HKG8YkYih7G9wnNjX9IKPgZjrhSCk2USouRuiPkvzrI/s320/457LairdNearPor8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>"Not anymore, not like they did when the 8 was made. Remember the record hours-per-day (12) was set on the 8-Hitch itself, back in 1991,...??!</p><p>"...The Pandemic was so stressful for us, so crushing and restraining and hard -- so emphasizing of isolation -- that we're still figuring out its legacy. George & I have always been slow-burning private people, and that just made it worse. To draw attention to myself in such a public way, after so long (3 1/3 years!) of wholesale ducking & dodging --!! My 2 reasons of fear & pride are blending here -- becoming one. How strong a braid they make.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdU-1yGUuKq5i2hbnlNAX-cBZT2a28lRTjxJPLEoDPaZGnClhTB6vb6g0yc20KIQpvDAR-JId-_GGidxkpee-hWC3cwuhJK1GHsHfw5XqZ3gGaS7KlIn4CkW0qjIkFyGTu77ardE0U5FeM7H5BCHA2sAdqFBxcdl1domHm6DncWToTVYrrJqNKDuELfFY/s800/BrdedBttonsDrafting8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdU-1yGUuKq5i2hbnlNAX-cBZT2a28lRTjxJPLEoDPaZGnClhTB6vb6g0yc20KIQpvDAR-JId-_GGidxkpee-hWC3cwuhJK1GHsHfw5XqZ3gGaS7KlIn4CkW0qjIkFyGTu77ardE0U5FeM7H5BCHA2sAdqFBxcdl1domHm6DncWToTVYrrJqNKDuELfFY/s320/BrdedBttonsDrafting8.jpg" width="320" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi48f-15CPItOO0cYXw3fcaToP_EAI2dekYx5gg7K8YMnpPRL88sZTFDqggh8Tgkt52IOUCJ8jPousRuUgpaKWlL28moTO9pZ1qyRr3oxdinapiyS3rxCvDWgICa_N_SUBSozlbk6wVxdSj9-zcTZJ5-wB-mSLpCbFDfSeOLlc0LZ0iC-Xco8YTfdXwANc/s900/PlateMRiendasRough9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="469" data-original-width="900" height="167" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi48f-15CPItOO0cYXw3fcaToP_EAI2dekYx5gg7K8YMnpPRL88sZTFDqggh8Tgkt52IOUCJ8jPousRuUgpaKWlL28moTO9pZ1qyRr3oxdinapiyS3rxCvDWgICa_N_SUBSozlbk6wVxdSj9-zcTZJ5-wB-mSLpCbFDfSeOLlc0LZ0iC-Xco8YTfdXwANc/s320/PlateMRiendasRough9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>"The more I think about the question the more it appears that <span style="font-size: x-small;">ABAFT</span> [my next book] was/is my entry. Here's the 4th reason: I chose braidwork over harness. I saw the choice coming. How I squirmed --!! What rotten timing you had, o Breyer!! But the hobby always does this, always forces you to ruthlessly choose only your uttermost favorite. Years of surviving BreyerFest itself has taught me this. I chose what truly was worthy of me. Braidwork is just as lifelong as harness for me, and more important, it still has mysteries and challenges for me. Harness does not. Harness I'd already done, back in the Guide (1998). In a large way, harness was a closed book.</p><p>[Ed. harness was dormant,... yeah, like a volcano.] <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfdLrBoggDuwWvlxSj1TZVfW5nL_EYY1uRlGwWC9kP6r8fXNSK5COyT2_6CNvJ9Rq-NPKorsZURl7bRFDUKntEVgzRuFJuuaz2x_2h-jbQ9KpkM3jP86tbCb6MZkVUhUVxiI9-N4iavHLzeRzLuGbzpmu2j89l5M8ThVAKiBFaT83B-kkYLWDZihee2I8/s500/Guidead-teasers3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="449" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfdLrBoggDuwWvlxSj1TZVfW5nL_EYY1uRlGwWC9kP6r8fXNSK5COyT2_6CNvJ9Rq-NPKorsZURl7bRFDUKntEVgzRuFJuuaz2x_2h-jbQ9KpkM3jP86tbCb6MZkVUhUVxiI9-N4iavHLzeRzLuGbzpmu2j89l5M8ThVAKiBFaT83B-kkYLWDZihee2I8/s320/Guidead-teasers3.jpg" width="287" /></a></div><p>"But the greatest of these was pride. // Or was it? I look at both Dani Boiko's and Sarah's entries and I see the boundless promise of youth: the future generations. ...[...]... These brightly shining stars are the best cure & vaccine & protection we could have. I am coming late to such motherhood as I can manage but I am coming. The next book represents my sacrifice, the child who takes all my gifts and secrets,... as it should be. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxov05jNPFtlvF4AOb48Z_hFDVLwTc0lBntHuq0SqzXFbbnlb8_TzosvtGrT5z9I6sNOeO6t_tYxZJQhTyVXIUv4co0ZlClnaOhPG2h7opIh-X3PaI9zvLjnuHpgEa-5VWA6xBTLQPO7OjLp_HMscKYW6Jpa_jyuwaW7Z50r1Jx3VI-NKyVrdEy5ovRh8/s900/DaniBoikoSavvyAppyNearFull9.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="900" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxov05jNPFtlvF4AOb48Z_hFDVLwTc0lBntHuq0SqzXFbbnlb8_TzosvtGrT5z9I6sNOeO6t_tYxZJQhTyVXIUv4co0ZlClnaOhPG2h7opIh-X3PaI9zvLjnuHpgEa-5VWA6xBTLQPO7OjLp_HMscKYW6Jpa_jyuwaW7Z50r1Jx3VI-NKyVrdEy5ovRh8/w501-h333/DaniBoikoSavvyAppyNearFull9.jpg" width="501" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dani Boiko's Costume entry. photo used by permission<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhInEtxIYFuot3VZJxO4hO4Jm-fhtEOpo03SiUWMBpIw0_EqvfgTCu3825tRlC0B0Yv3blNbNnIKirE65OIA9J8kNXEPpFL0zr6bK0TApicCFiyD7kl53MrhGvuFeC909gSRTp9PEVCNMo6gJMoXjxuJr34thG0QmBJFrZ-0dSriDPvgCpQRhhnX-sABRw/s800/DaniBoikoSavvyAppyNearPorEd8.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="662" data-original-width="800" height="356" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhInEtxIYFuot3VZJxO4hO4Jm-fhtEOpo03SiUWMBpIw0_EqvfgTCu3825tRlC0B0Yv3blNbNnIKirE65OIA9J8kNXEPpFL0zr6bK0TApicCFiyD7kl53MrhGvuFeC909gSRTp9PEVCNMo6gJMoXjxuJr34thG0QmBJFrZ-0dSriDPvgCpQRhhnX-sABRw/w429-h356/DaniBoikoSavvyAppyNearPorEd8.jpg" width="429" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dani Boiko's Costume entry. photo used by permission</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLZF1sU2d5rZ4l4aK2vixnJhBwmKhyXBd7JUJN_qOq1FJxt672Pev4M3GvDchgR7-zaVGhIh7KiYVsgHljdI-eC2vI123l2o8pMss9K4ghC2ScXVoIqZqrHW5UxgE82kKPvxnZ6QmH8kHQ4hueIBBcHIqRHFBs5PDcM2k_7s0bzaZ44HD_hSxfIuJnGs0/s800/SarahHartman1-NearFullEd-8.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="638" data-original-width="800" height="349" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLZF1sU2d5rZ4l4aK2vixnJhBwmKhyXBd7JUJN_qOq1FJxt672Pev4M3GvDchgR7-zaVGhIh7KiYVsgHljdI-eC2vI123l2o8pMss9K4ghC2ScXVoIqZqrHW5UxgE82kKPvxnZ6QmH8kHQ4hueIBBcHIqRHFBs5PDcM2k_7s0bzaZ44HD_hSxfIuJnGs0/w438-h349/SarahHartman1-NearFullEd-8.jpg" width="438" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sarah Hartman's Parade entry. photo used by permission<br /></td></tr></tbody></table> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDpW5I5b3Yeid20VUNQTzkSPj-I9qJmlkKzL3FpC9uXD5jg4VNfzmpR6QhnaJ3VoRWSbc2VxIGo0BRDaRd5UlZNDeYKhwYjAABgYjiif5FkEqGl2zX9YH8jJMEMB-74w-WWDNGnp2QRKmnvuzMixQ4wKn6xPoiHSZmXKBZaNPDSa5WiLhO0YtCUUg-GL4/s900/SarahHartmanOffSerapeEd-6.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="660" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDpW5I5b3Yeid20VUNQTzkSPj-I9qJmlkKzL3FpC9uXD5jg4VNfzmpR6QhnaJ3VoRWSbc2VxIGo0BRDaRd5UlZNDeYKhwYjAABgYjiif5FkEqGl2zX9YH8jJMEMB-74w-WWDNGnp2QRKmnvuzMixQ4wKn6xPoiHSZmXKBZaNPDSa5WiLhO0YtCUUg-GL4/w297-h404/SarahHartmanOffSerapeEd-6.jpg" width="297" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Close up of Sarah's. photo used by permission<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>"My answer to pandemic, and indeed life, was to do my utmost. It ill becomes you, Breyer, to ask for what I cannot give, because I'm already giving it. ... [...] ... Y'didn't realize what you were asking. You've made it harder, not easier, to finish this book. But it will be a masterpiece."</p><p>*******************************************************</p><p>Nothing like painting oneself into a corner! Surely such statements will jinx the book!! Not to praise until it's finished, --- and it's taking <i>forever</i>!! But there y'go, lots of late-night ponderings and confessions. Here's hoping that some day, somewhere and some way, there will be tack classes again.</p><p>I would have liked for Dani's fabulous costume to've taken second place, at least. <br /></p><p>I have the <b><i><u>dimmest</u></i></b> memory of meeting with somebody named Sarah Hartman at NAN some years ago, talking with her and being impressed by her braidwork... ... <i>Er-muh-gard, I actually found it</i>: July 22, 2016 (seven years ago!!) when I was photographer for North American Nationals. What a memory --!!<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnJBDN1bpOsiXBGD3Wv4XV-Vw-2LxGC2-WOTjjfnBjAuVPt_vro9vYYCJQM19wg2eW_tBNRjDahebHYI_GKfCsqOlZu4r_O6W2d2UoJTUrAgpHPiBisjwP959mWYYjdArakPWjVlnrODIbMIm0EQZFz1zvTQjxxGY6MOlSA0mfBuVHmIO0zjHj5JCQJzM/s1600/SaraHartmann4.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnJBDN1bpOsiXBGD3Wv4XV-Vw-2LxGC2-WOTjjfnBjAuVPt_vro9vYYCJQM19wg2eW_tBNRjDahebHYI_GKfCsqOlZu4r_O6W2d2UoJTUrAgpHPiBisjwP959mWYYjdArakPWjVlnrODIbMIm0EQZFz1zvTQjxxGY6MOlSA0mfBuVHmIO0zjHj5JCQJzM/s320/SaraHartmann4.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5xlA2pVxUL2fgpeUrahNiOlu2N_OyOmD4r-2Ix-KKGC7rdrH2EdXkhOhCXcouDylsSgmCoVuDy3XdJNGVB53GfKgyWkOE1o04yZX9nLYyFYYPXCFCTeURFuji-S3r4XPkUEDvcKDUthscHXYdG775Vc8CLrqXEC6RTwCKG0ftJrvxiQ-Tra-VtWeE1mA/s1600/SaraHartmann2.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5xlA2pVxUL2fgpeUrahNiOlu2N_OyOmD4r-2Ix-KKGC7rdrH2EdXkhOhCXcouDylsSgmCoVuDy3XdJNGVB53GfKgyWkOE1o04yZX9nLYyFYYPXCFCTeURFuji-S3r4XPkUEDvcKDUthscHXYdG775Vc8CLrqXEC6RTwCKG0ftJrvxiQ-Tra-VtWeE1mA/s320/SaraHartmann2.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYWSbUlKBfBKkSk_H7udelmkMbcNGrGRdtGbFX_2uN36yn46zcOi_6AIuZzpnL5fWeokqkU_NsIjTV190Q3R2Eaz3KO8sKYXW2fInQQ8d9_iGdpUYL3TKLtnyv_mSYqhdxSqFEOMgi09_apI5U5BpFMMYax0bV3j9KE7p9QvYY6cpIkkEomsmLW_cy4dU/s1600/SraHartmann3.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYWSbUlKBfBKkSk_H7udelmkMbcNGrGRdtGbFX_2uN36yn46zcOi_6AIuZzpnL5fWeokqkU_NsIjTV190Q3R2Eaz3KO8sKYXW2fInQQ8d9_iGdpUYL3TKLtnyv_mSYqhdxSqFEOMgi09_apI5U5BpFMMYax0bV3j9KE7p9QvYY6cpIkkEomsmLW_cy4dU/s320/SraHartmann3.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVlBa3Z6tvlSNg9d1s_ONg-lt0CtJJiy8yw_YYauRJo43OeAmTJlPyL-f1Ol0RINrH0tJARHoP4Pa8i7LsHe5hpiGnHbejyvDz-Doby32jrpPd4Om34VYaOcVNaVrv9qPclWSVDww2rZ1ZUwrt_kHwXVn9GvKM_fbeMe7Q9CZ0b631VTzhnkAwVFybo4A/s1600/SaraHartmann1.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVlBa3Z6tvlSNg9d1s_ONg-lt0CtJJiy8yw_YYauRJo43OeAmTJlPyL-f1Ol0RINrH0tJARHoP4Pa8i7LsHe5hpiGnHbejyvDz-Doby32jrpPd4Om34VYaOcVNaVrv9qPclWSVDww2rZ1ZUwrt_kHwXVn9GvKM_fbeMe7Q9CZ0b631VTzhnkAwVFybo4A/s320/SaraHartmann1.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>Going back through those thousands of NAN pictures (2016, 2018) is discovering an ore-vein of vast riches.<br /></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-37282483913891525552023-07-21T22:22:00.002-04:002023-07-22T15:08:59.570-04:00The Traditional Loot Shots<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnGKH4PKBopeAnxYhTbrWQRgBOqRLxJCEpiQGAEZrLfKkrhC_f6KAbKj_rINyXdDg8nGsZ7NXGeBRAjol5BQFacZQnvQ1P5zpYcZOJWKXcxisXTZGvKHA2ZCuWrpRxlFXDn_N91TClpxSdtyWbD4oEfGPVbIndrj9CdM0SE5pFXk4hjMggQF2ESQBc-es/s800/GrossLoot8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnGKH4PKBopeAnxYhTbrWQRgBOqRLxJCEpiQGAEZrLfKkrhC_f6KAbKj_rINyXdDg8nGsZ7NXGeBRAjol5BQFacZQnvQ1P5zpYcZOJWKXcxisXTZGvKHA2ZCuWrpRxlFXDn_N91TClpxSdtyWbD4oEfGPVbIndrj9CdM0SE5pFXk4hjMggQF2ESQBc-es/s320/GrossLoot8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Loot shots have been, for me, a way to gauge "the state of the union," not just of my BreyerFest but of my collecting year. Over time, they have presented a picture of my evolving interests, my horse herd and my luck. There have been boom years and bust years. This year I seem to be more interested in paper and pins than horses, although the horse haul was by no means undistinguished. Economically, this year was neither boom nor bust, but a modestly successful venture with new interests clearly growing. Given that I'm still emerging from pandemic, this is a very good sign.<p></p><p>I also discovered that the above "Gross Loot" shot does <b>not</b> contain everything I brought home from BreyerFest. Despite multiple do-overs, I was always forgetting <b>something</b>...! My first shot forgot Bravour 54 AND the pins: </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1HqhskZLPDypTGr621uxshBnseZOjr3rpoQhJbjNL9xliLA-CXuJBaoqlvei1ZHVfdwFCTjPcpzfHqe0ZJYmdyRwiuS9G1tICiLC-gsK3TilwsUS_GjcSFvuNK6_2FXjzbmEBtQDfAGgFka8fawcVCck4kQ9HS6wPAEtgyX8lNcF0Z03rGtgCZdOXTZw/s900/GrossLessBravour9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="675" data-original-width="900" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1HqhskZLPDypTGr621uxshBnseZOjr3rpoQhJbjNL9xliLA-CXuJBaoqlvei1ZHVfdwFCTjPcpzfHqe0ZJYmdyRwiuS9G1tICiLC-gsK3TilwsUS_GjcSFvuNK6_2FXjzbmEBtQDfAGgFka8fawcVCck4kQ9HS6wPAEtgyX8lNcF0Z03rGtgCZdOXTZw/s320/GrossLessBravour9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>And even the Gross somehow managed to forget the Carousel Stickers. I had already tucked them in my sticker scrapbook. Sorry, Laura; here they are:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicifduVT31LyqyNr-mjT7gpKGMdIRLRHux-p933_kclzEUxV9BZSpyj_G65u5bPMV1FW0XG3JHgOU1PXX4wG1rK59pEXKui_ehPfFQPH-iB3mE7BIkBYfLQd5eyYGSfHdEG-uDvYz6rW2oXCl1IVewFAk2mGH2zcaXROqv24ZF782LGpsi8x8msl92L5I/s800/CrocusCottageStickers5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="561" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicifduVT31LyqyNr-mjT7gpKGMdIRLRHux-p933_kclzEUxV9BZSpyj_G65u5bPMV1FW0XG3JHgOU1PXX4wG1rK59pEXKui_ehPfFQPH-iB3mE7BIkBYfLQd5eyYGSfHdEG-uDvYz6rW2oXCl1IVewFAk2mGH2zcaXROqv24ZF782LGpsi8x8msl92L5I/s320/CrocusCottageStickers5.jpg" width="224" /></a></div><br />Those who know me will be asking why I'm collecting stickers when my pin-obsession is so public. The answer is BreyerFest swept me away. I got a sheet of Breyer ones, a NAMHSA sticker and even a Breyer magnet, which I picked up on Friday morning walking in from the Rolex dam road. Yah, there was an Information Booth near the Beer tent with plenty of them... a bonus of not going through the regular gate.<p></p><p>But let's start with the horses.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsmQWbnNeCa5poTVfVslmPeLXsnck0Uq6tSlf-sGOB8JDl_-K36bUGBIs2V1alcLs6Efv_hKP9wWVWuQXXhLIc_L6PXNUDWwY8oiSxGAxa_Izf9dEQ0G_DCckEZNN1CL8awXP6q8zpCkwXlbitUVVIb8BLGaEEzRRetaFW-GnZlWOiL4MTeRp23s05_Sw/s900/WellsJump9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="539" data-original-width="900" height="302" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsmQWbnNeCa5poTVfVslmPeLXsnck0Uq6tSlf-sGOB8JDl_-K36bUGBIs2V1alcLs6Efv_hKP9wWVWuQXXhLIc_L6PXNUDWwY8oiSxGAxa_Izf9dEQ0G_DCckEZNN1CL8awXP6q8zpCkwXlbitUVVIb8BLGaEEzRRetaFW-GnZlWOiL4MTeRp23s05_Sw/w504-h302/WellsJump9.jpg" width="504" /></a></div>I had not had either one of these molds. I've always wanted a Shannondell in the original bay, but somehow could never find an affordable one. :( Although I vehemently detest cold greys, Wells was a wonderful warm color. Maybe I could trade him for a braided bay, if I don't fall in love first...! And the moment I saw Jump-&-Drive I wanted him. What a color! He was my first choice. I've come a long way from my distaste of horses on stands. On Friday, when I first saw and shot the variations, I was somewhat dismayed at the braided one. What would I do if I got one? I did not realize at the time how strong the demand would be, later, for the Loose Manes. (I guess I have good taste.) In the event, I'm just glad I lucked out.<p></p><p>In the Clarion, symbolically breaking out from years of pandemic seclusion and also of a year of budget restraint, I "broke my virginity" first with a Romeo (silver bay Dundee) and later with a Cancion in glorious chestnut gloss. Caisey Hoffman deserves mention as a very kind seller who let me make off with her Cancion. She must have known that once a potential buyer sits down and plays with the horse, the sale is all but done...!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZS53PvWcNw8Fyu0o8sqkTR349ihNR9N_0aZBfqzpE--e83CE3RxfdXe8JfAxAdr-K-rrkyhvzvoChvHoYnBVNB4Sp6_Xx_lnBJ9-Om5IEpra41OUhdb5ivEuvOe52cZmCW1CDgiGAzLm9esd4TcuXB9ExYXjHTWgRhrFkem8YHXQTehLI2kof8J1Fyt8/s930/LootHorses9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="550" data-original-width="930" height="289" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZS53PvWcNw8Fyu0o8sqkTR349ihNR9N_0aZBfqzpE--e83CE3RxfdXe8JfAxAdr-K-rrkyhvzvoChvHoYnBVNB4Sp6_Xx_lnBJ9-Om5IEpra41OUhdb5ivEuvOe52cZmCW1CDgiGAzLm9esd4TcuXB9ExYXjHTWgRhrFkem8YHXQTehLI2kof8J1Fyt8/w489-h289/LootHorses9.jpg" width="489" /></a></div><br />Restraints were breaking down all over the place. The palomino Stock Horse Gelding completes my conga of this Classic mold and busts my refusal of him (call it palomino overload). The blanket he is wearing is the first blanket I've bought in years. The nursing foal completes my Thoroughbred Nursing Mare, childless since 1974. The Navigator and 4/5ths of the Stablemates are slated for a friend,... whom I have not seen in at least a year.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdBv7z9feqrC_8fpU3DBIUEEdUlYw5ge7rQ76Qn8wXRNYVHkngJ7ch_RxTerEeRjYNLmk9qKFAsFE68dHpUimD1FTai9XX6EbkHBC6gVXg9516o1suM3-4sK1HT4JUTk22ceW2Z7QnyhfQmkj549AxWtZ3yGEpIx3XE73AUQmU68Bps2p7s4vbOJecLAs/s800/LadyTanya8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="606" data-original-width="800" height="242" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdBv7z9feqrC_8fpU3DBIUEEdUlYw5ge7rQ76Qn8wXRNYVHkngJ7ch_RxTerEeRjYNLmk9qKFAsFE68dHpUimD1FTai9XX6EbkHBC6gVXg9516o1suM3-4sK1HT4JUTk22ceW2Z7QnyhfQmkj549AxWtZ3yGEpIx3XE73AUQmU68Bps2p7s4vbOJecLAs/s320/LadyTanya8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>A similar restraint, that of not seeing local friends, was laid to rest with the halter Cancion is wearing: It was a gift from K. Beverly who had made it during her Breyer Workshop. </p><p>Next up is what I'm calling Non-Horse Loot.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUwYuRB_weEKNxM-bbR4sRiku6rnP0AdIiBFfr9Wqd_jo95RxTzJGTPijzcLkYXO5MWGIGFF99NN0kpM16C5hGBuC778G1kO1Jvbkpq4_m1xzfkfTChBx-jMEzlAvcwZTRZSdtmylgOriDe0okuHn09OE2xxvsCsOg8UuUOBAvEyer95N63e3PvXvFuL4/s834/NonHorseLoot8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="834" height="405" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUwYuRB_weEKNxM-bbR4sRiku6rnP0AdIiBFfr9Wqd_jo95RxTzJGTPijzcLkYXO5MWGIGFF99NN0kpM16C5hGBuC778G1kO1Jvbkpq4_m1xzfkfTChBx-jMEzlAvcwZTRZSdtmylgOriDe0okuHn09OE2xxvsCsOg8UuUOBAvEyer95N63e3PvXvFuL4/w564-h405/NonHorseLoot8.jpg" width="564" /></a></div><p></p><p>Books, pamphlets, stickers, 3 Breyer carry-bags, a Jaapi halter (another is on Romeo), a SM blanket, a Micro Stock Horse Gelding, a Western saddle blanket from Carrie Sloan Meyer and some free wristbands complete the pile. Naturally, the <b>enamel pin</b> promised with the 3 Hip Hop Tales was the horse I wanted above all else!! See, pins still have my heart... which is why the two 'Shiny Fantasy' pins, below, were so striking. I won them at the Resin Renaissance raffle. Talk about a surprise, almost missed!<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqH-1Hat1Ik-uZBfEcLhANXkwFTtF6sMLk6g69PfMvcQ8onPBlsxLtxp1UWy9WlC1x4gct7KUMt8zjta0TD6vKtQ2LhHUQKbGq8LaBR8sp7PZFxgCZh4vXvxCFtfI9SZW0Y1PTTtUfnaf8uTSVGtxnukM5VPNa8Y2AXhxWbl4hXy4IghSHL-4hNhujMik/s700/PinLoot7.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="602" data-original-width="700" height="401" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqH-1Hat1Ik-uZBfEcLhANXkwFTtF6sMLk6g69PfMvcQ8onPBlsxLtxp1UWy9WlC1x4gct7KUMt8zjta0TD6vKtQ2LhHUQKbGq8LaBR8sp7PZFxgCZh4vXvxCFtfI9SZW0Y1PTTtUfnaf8uTSVGtxnukM5VPNa8Y2AXhxWbl4hXy4IghSHL-4hNhujMik/w467-h401/PinLoot7.jpg" width="467" /></a></div><br />Yes, that little chestnut foal pin is the reason I walked into the KHP ahead of time on Friday. I was so anxious to get him I temporarily lost my sunglasses. I found them later right on his table...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibJhQEJlhTvcc5vfOCUYF2nkUvWOxosU4DcjsvcLZb47uO2rKtXOqcJKug84QnbglLDCeeIit-rSCnz3HTCDXFTLkMyd8XSXMGn80w6IESTY-4sVgW8gwu8h7STFzSSwd0Kd1_2dgeUKfRhZid8ZUGjSxNI7ETtC10rbZpAaEbbBXkNV5sOFkGDYUoSqA/s663/HipHopChntColt5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="663" data-original-width="523" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibJhQEJlhTvcc5vfOCUYF2nkUvWOxosU4DcjsvcLZb47uO2rKtXOqcJKug84QnbglLDCeeIit-rSCnz3HTCDXFTLkMyd8XSXMGn80w6IESTY-4sVgW8gwu8h7STFzSSwd0Kd1_2dgeUKfRhZid8ZUGjSxNI7ETtC10rbZpAaEbbBXkNV5sOFkGDYUoSqA/s320/HipHopChntColt5.jpg" width="252" /></a></div><br />The VIP pins were an extraordinary gift from Leslie Kathman. The girl can do no wrong...<p></p><p>On to<b> tack</b>! You didn't think there wouldn't be any, did you!? These goodies are all from Heather Moreton, tackmaker extraordinaire. The photo does not do the color of the mecate justice. It really is a luscious red, black and white. The bit at the upper right was handmade by Heather. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh_4Qmxbnl_n_BsgrEgyOakoc1rvCUmGJaEz-lRS5KlTNahjdmZd6vziHRHS9yWsRmDa3-2PEeGS_LTDBZTCVTSbljQMJ8XhUPqqj72otNve7K7CegDDk0SOAZ0vIqxOlf_8Btr2U5ZF5YK6-VDZVmWRf3ejy5_ws-OQMhpngQy_thsPfhzyFarPMLqzw/s800/HeatherLoot8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="631" data-original-width="800" height="380" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh_4Qmxbnl_n_BsgrEgyOakoc1rvCUmGJaEz-lRS5KlTNahjdmZd6vziHRHS9yWsRmDa3-2PEeGS_LTDBZTCVTSbljQMJ8XhUPqqj72otNve7K7CegDDk0SOAZ0vIqxOlf_8Btr2U5ZF5YK6-VDZVmWRf3ejy5_ws-OQMhpngQy_thsPfhzyFarPMLqzw/w483-h380/HeatherLoot8.jpg" width="483" /></a></div><br />We will end this undoubtedly indulgent stretch of conspicuous consumption with some dino beads. I got these at the Tucson Gem Show several years back; but the uppermost Stegosaurus came from this BreyerFest and so deserves to be shown. He (she?) is truly the last piece I forgot to get into the Gross Loot shot. I bet you can figure out who these little guys remind me of.<p></p><p>Some day I hope to be even more free to visit friends...<br /> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXfs5PRmpcbIsp2hlQrZ1ePbtGeE9jerq6J3efE6wQefZgV0lwGw3zuWlETV3SUVi04cSNs1Ple9AAHFOrFF-8E2QPMcM5P3Mh_elh6Vptk3ulv7lFzKZHkGR22uEwtn1Sp_RzJ-wcFtiQndklt651jkNBdoH1ACDNrRyeQNJe0oETDEfJRSZaTG5-OHg/s700/DinoBeads6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="544" data-original-width="700" height="323" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXfs5PRmpcbIsp2hlQrZ1ePbtGeE9jerq6J3efE6wQefZgV0lwGw3zuWlETV3SUVi04cSNs1Ple9AAHFOrFF-8E2QPMcM5P3Mh_elh6Vptk3ulv7lFzKZHkGR22uEwtn1Sp_RzJ-wcFtiQndklt651jkNBdoH1ACDNrRyeQNJe0oETDEfJRSZaTG5-OHg/w415-h323/DinoBeads6.jpg" width="415" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-37474743687780636042023-07-02T21:08:00.000-04:002023-07-02T21:08:05.888-04:00BreyerFest Offerings: Misc<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx2WLS0JWPCbI6Y6WEZHkZB5C2P40XmtM4xu8lw0Xu1cgtAA0CEL2p3IHsaEJj-bd3KGe6I5hrKmmgBYbVjpopbT5AcKbq3NZd4z4i7kjiOzJhDft1Hu_h1Rv1qcJpd0R2Wpw0vtZPKPRGepIL_BDms8r_KwEV2OUJt0D1NVwIRkSicfeodBijzY8EBJw/s950/GerhardtPegasusTile9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="473" data-original-width="950" height="159" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx2WLS0JWPCbI6Y6WEZHkZB5C2P40XmtM4xu8lw0Xu1cgtAA0CEL2p3IHsaEJj-bd3KGe6I5hrKmmgBYbVjpopbT5AcKbq3NZd4z4i7kjiOzJhDft1Hu_h1Rv1qcJpd0R2Wpw0vtZPKPRGepIL_BDms8r_KwEV2OUJt0D1NVwIRkSicfeodBijzY8EBJw/s320/GerhardtPegasusTile9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>This third post is a kind of catch-all of some of the things I'm planning on bringing to BFest to offer up for sale, or "almost-free to highest-donation," a concept I'm still figuring out how to say. Like Desert Night Creations' Heather Moreton, I'm not leaving the hobby (heavens no), just cleaning! (Interior complaining at how much I've hoarded.) We have a bewildering variety to start with: Two paper copies of the Guide, a Westerly Design/Karen Gerhardt If I Could Fly tile medallion (above), a Paasche airbrush, some dollhouse hardware from what can only be called "miniature carousel dreams," and a bunch of what I call "Never to be Used Freaks of Nature" or overflow tackmaking junk. It runs the gamut from '<i>sell at cost</i>' to a more realistic '<i>give away for best donation</i>.' <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIiIsuZMEeM5tJgXVhgiUKQzYzzFsXCEp6_jaxxplDh6UwTQRkI_E_pox6WoHVN7JnBUNfqEXq_eFdJZ-olh4DH9bU0o0zQ2sPTK31VzyFwcFzf2uGeLXdl3U4AYUqh95pMiyGk1ly0vErW1egrykOfHU7z6JjCNrM9XnJKDXnXvRaFrGw3YHI3px1zjI/s900/RuthFlossColl7.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="729" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIiIsuZMEeM5tJgXVhgiUKQzYzzFsXCEp6_jaxxplDh6UwTQRkI_E_pox6WoHVN7JnBUNfqEXq_eFdJZ-olh4DH9bU0o0zQ2sPTK31VzyFwcFzf2uGeLXdl3U4AYUqh95pMiyGk1ly0vErW1egrykOfHU7z6JjCNrM9XnJKDXnXvRaFrGw3YHI3px1zjI/s320/RuthFlossColl7.jpg" width="259" /></a></div><p></p><p>Alongside of this is my mother-in-law's collection of <b>needlepoint materials</b>, one woman's lifetime assembly of sewing tools and supplies which has been sitting around since 2013 when I got it by default. My mother-in-law, Ruth White Young, passed away in 2020 but lost the ability to sew long before then, and when she asked me what I was going to do with all those precious bags, I replied, "Give them away at BreyerFest to some deserving soul." She gave me a basilisk stare but then nodded approval. Unfortunately, I did nothing for a decade. Now as I finally go through them, I re-assess how vast her treasure is. Should I ask for a donation and then give it to charity?<br /></p><p>***************************************************** <br /></p><p>From the top: Here is a closer view of Karen Gerhardt's truly lovely If I Could Fly, still in plastic wrap. It's a much nicer blue than this pic shows. Asking what I paid, $75.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWadM6b12ZNzvAVZTuOKsiTg6a1-2jSvxK3gyyyjMkXDNasvzkTI3Psubx7KyflrHBNev2upOLJttHnQBpkE6TydEdQYR-pfG1cXGJ97ZoOZx_sKGtKuiIfyZotvq0s1DKXkVQUqW7wLK4ZZuYVTg0xnnAAGQau_OYDfR5NcW5fFpbQOHvAF8VenoHO-o/s813/GerhardtPegasusTile8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="813" height="294" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWadM6b12ZNzvAVZTuOKsiTg6a1-2jSvxK3gyyyjMkXDNasvzkTI3Psubx7KyflrHBNev2upOLJttHnQBpkE6TydEdQYR-pfG1cXGJ97ZoOZx_sKGtKuiIfyZotvq0s1DKXkVQUqW7wLK4ZZuYVTg0xnnAAGQau_OYDfR5NcW5fFpbQOHvAF8VenoHO-o/w478-h294/GerhardtPegasusTile8.jpg" width="478" /></a></div><br />Two paper copies of the Guide to Making Model Horse Tack, from the first printing (1998). These are signed to family members, one my mother-in-law, the other my grandma. Neither of these people is around anymore, and the copies came back to me. I do not need these for my own collection of Guide printings 😊 but neither can I let them go for much less than their issue price. The airbrush was used once. I'm calling this photo my fifty-dollar shot because every item in it is $50:<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDXhVOaUWitoE8e3w3MmhCpFpATCZzaEqQjsAjpjpEPODBK2S0-pHGCkgGKMGLqZM_TRkuUBHYeaz5m474NGSEx28lLUVihT-baRYNNyqYUmsyFAmhzvbidIcSsBhHsIBbztR7pDB5EFBf0ZxziUyR5STNAoc9gSNnlXbvdFa7KbFBXTcmu3aYnJ1W9J8/s851/GuidesPaasche8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="851" data-original-width="800" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDXhVOaUWitoE8e3w3MmhCpFpATCZzaEqQjsAjpjpEPODBK2S0-pHGCkgGKMGLqZM_TRkuUBHYeaz5m474NGSEx28lLUVihT-baRYNNyqYUmsyFAmhzvbidIcSsBhHsIBbztR7pDB5EFBf0ZxziUyR5STNAoc9gSNnlXbvdFa7KbFBXTcmu3aYnJ1W9J8/s320/GuidesPaasche8.jpg" width="301" /></a></div><br />Wire, wire, what's on fire?! I believe this pile had its origin in a desire to make miniature carousel poles. At a discount this is probably worth $10 a spool (the fine copper wire is free).<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnBX8dQQa6ZA521vZxei-N93ctIqtUoKeUKRMdpGBfUMFxz-NG1oITQQCPzphIVMcIphNYO9KQqWpI8T_vHrStide1JYETK9jcdyynpa_nAJt-dvA51t0M41Vh__qzDvNmjRg06CAcv7F7hp8rfxKuyR9-7zyvSFEzgEeMIXDL1Je9S8RaD47T5msJfRY/s800/Wire8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnBX8dQQa6ZA521vZxei-N93ctIqtUoKeUKRMdpGBfUMFxz-NG1oITQQCPzphIVMcIphNYO9KQqWpI8T_vHrStide1JYETK9jcdyynpa_nAJt-dvA51t0M41Vh__qzDvNmjRg06CAcv7F7hp8rfxKuyR9-7zyvSFEzgEeMIXDL1Je9S8RaD47T5msJfRY/s320/Wire8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>This assembly consists of 2 nifty model horse-drawn vehicle carriage lamps (or dollhouse lamps) and a miscellaneous pile of miniature dollhouse nails, screws, bolts and a pair of brass hinges (yellow card). There's also some metal snaphooks and eyebolts. Price to be determined.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz-1_5GoORuxrNHHWNGKwUon7xnzrKNP8aDxS5b_vdpiX273ie6BdM7YYJy8enWNRi5QpdJpOyJd2cmSJ2nbq4kBYj6jnw_zkGFOEkwtjO_tizLPu3U-7T-MHfKGQ014ZU2cv1gcPndCDQCHKV_uEOIWy7Qdaz8FhewgU2l2n0h9TfN5u4w_ScbNjbsVc/s800/DollsHouseHardware8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="591" data-original-width="800" height="292" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz-1_5GoORuxrNHHWNGKwUon7xnzrKNP8aDxS5b_vdpiX273ie6BdM7YYJy8enWNRi5QpdJpOyJd2cmSJ2nbq4kBYj6jnw_zkGFOEkwtjO_tizLPu3U-7T-MHfKGQ014ZU2cv1gcPndCDQCHKV_uEOIWy7Qdaz8FhewgU2l2n0h9TfN5u4w_ScbNjbsVc/w396-h292/DollsHouseHardware8.jpg" width="396" /></a></div><p></p><p>Next up is some nice white cord and string spools (including 1 nylon sinew), a little rawhide lacing and white leather lace, half a dozen small gauge wire spools, fishline, a wool dauber, some plastic lace (pink & black), a nice large-Trad-scale broom and what appears to be 2 slabs of hard wax (pink and green) for lost-wax casting. Again, price TBD.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSVpZsfRY_cVc-Zem1SOKktAbZuPZoOhIgKzeIZxo5e0zoW3DzYpT5c1ZtzZjVECMEf_QYfZW6qABRk5AA0biVRVkt18GYubFH3ZsmWtchDv_EH-OoCT4mCsWRDGO3QHT4M0JB1FggjEeJv6c06v5VSGizMJycfoou_PJ9o5qcOST8W30oqZ6-KniFrqY/s800/RawhideStringBroom8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="709" data-original-width="800" height="284" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSVpZsfRY_cVc-Zem1SOKktAbZuPZoOhIgKzeIZxo5e0zoW3DzYpT5c1ZtzZjVECMEf_QYfZW6qABRk5AA0biVRVkt18GYubFH3ZsmWtchDv_EH-OoCT4mCsWRDGO3QHT4M0JB1FggjEeJv6c06v5VSGizMJycfoou_PJ9o5qcOST8W30oqZ6-KniFrqY/s320/RawhideStringBroom8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><p>******************************* <br /></p><p>Ruth, my mother-in-law, was an accomplished needlewoman. She made quilts, cross stitch and needlepoint decorations. This photo shows her really nice pinking shears on a lace tablecloth, a box with floss samples and lots of floss wrapping-cards (I don't have the word for these), a collection of measuring tapes and a fabulous wooden holder for cording.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh--tLuQ7pekyhJxyL67-gdxMXtZ9_jB2ruQ_Z-wwtCR0mMJP55vLEEggFOs-mV6qM7GTFlqXwTYir9ZglIN7DznqXSL_eFx2r9NG8e_YBaN1dnYH0PE_5KlllwIC9ErwEC3K5hpGefIdMtucCuy_OmHnZjm-I9ELl7cej1Qz2eURHDsjXXH676Y12b0HY/s900/RuthPinkingTapes5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="535" height="419" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh--tLuQ7pekyhJxyL67-gdxMXtZ9_jB2ruQ_Z-wwtCR0mMJP55vLEEggFOs-mV6qM7GTFlqXwTYir9ZglIN7DznqXSL_eFx2r9NG8e_YBaN1dnYH0PE_5KlllwIC9ErwEC3K5hpGefIdMtucCuy_OmHnZjm-I9ELl7cej1Qz2eURHDsjXXH676Y12b0HY/w249-h419/RuthPinkingTapes5.jpg" width="249" /></a></div><br />Her son, my husband, confided that it was one of Ruth's life goals to obtain every color of embroidery floss made. That she achieved this should be known and paid forward. Here is her assortment of homemade floss holders plus a terrific wooden one. Yes, there's more floss behind those cards.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyt-1T4_zPf2uZ6h7tQ0T97H5fzwI-puq5GZGFWyRGdq0KkvB-PsHWIrZam3lFbuNMbQPfLKU_FjtVogpUu2Oc_UeDQk-YFtfHo_1VwgZgWvSUFZNIZF76LURQ9JRdFC0P1xOduvLxx1k3kP3TS0LZuRZb3WHyaAgOs6ix3jiWPRGnAX1DVAh3wa3xmBM/s900/RuthHomemadeHolders9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="776" data-original-width="900" height="370" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyt-1T4_zPf2uZ6h7tQ0T97H5fzwI-puq5GZGFWyRGdq0KkvB-PsHWIrZam3lFbuNMbQPfLKU_FjtVogpUu2Oc_UeDQk-YFtfHo_1VwgZgWvSUFZNIZF76LURQ9JRdFC0P1xOduvLxx1k3kP3TS0LZuRZb3WHyaAgOs6ix3jiWPRGnAX1DVAh3wa3xmBM/w429-h370/RuthHomemadeHolders9.jpg" width="429" /></a></div><br />There was originally a great collection of thread spools, but the son had first claim and he made off with most of them. These remain:<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Y6NBf9oI7BFC5KcZduKW_s4q4w8rTndpRZJu6Chyf-Gou6vlgR6X30wWL5a56BlQErQvOSmn6kDsAb4ArVyyuKt3rb7LE61hhmYAOWyvjod7nRKJVN6Jo-AYTnkt5Hy6LIM7xH-py-2tU7RVMZzgOW_EKdMD4VS0o-mth7FRGl0fmdpaDkNki7sijzY/s700/RuthPinkThread7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="666" data-original-width="700" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Y6NBf9oI7BFC5KcZduKW_s4q4w8rTndpRZJu6Chyf-Gou6vlgR6X30wWL5a56BlQErQvOSmn6kDsAb4ArVyyuKt3rb7LE61hhmYAOWyvjod7nRKJVN6Jo-AYTnkt5Hy6LIM7xH-py-2tU7RVMZzgOW_EKdMD4VS0o-mth7FRGl0fmdpaDkNki7sijzY/s320/RuthPinkThread7.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>This is close to the heart of Ruth's collection: 4 pairs of scissors, 2 thimbles, a lot of needles, a box of pins, 2 pincushions and a hard plastic needle case (yellow/clear). Old fashioned but very effective. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjgMM5DA1qnIUW9BwAnvpE1pWEAcSFcZ47YZbO-Qu_d0KZXNvlYzZggVAARiF8vgA_zePZnyX86WP7m2qCQnmyPGidbufvjoX_ArTrq_wDmzSKbVtf7wEzMIuqUJYIXSp1LXhtj6c0VmsDtB8fViw97ixUCQzKhzMRyegrSnCmtnzkDsNS6YO-Hcho4VA/s800/RuthSewingKit8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="644" data-original-width="800" height="258" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjgMM5DA1qnIUW9BwAnvpE1pWEAcSFcZ47YZbO-Qu_d0KZXNvlYzZggVAARiF8vgA_zePZnyX86WP7m2qCQnmyPGidbufvjoX_ArTrq_wDmzSKbVtf7wEzMIuqUJYIXSp1LXhtj6c0VmsDtB8fViw97ixUCQzKhzMRyegrSnCmtnzkDsNS6YO-Hcho4VA/s320/RuthSewingKit8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>This assortment of needlepoint bookmarks has got 3 finished-or-nearly-finished and 6 others. It has a price on the package of forty dollars, to my surprise. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikWEPd8toccog1ve1tQ6pKQGpam7TDlgX978xcxyFt8qM4lW38eGsNYbPM99L0-hQKa0th3aANd1zojDv6g88jXj6d3_r-GOOykLSY0dTvCKm6FaSgueCv0S81LLYZtOuMq3w1blW0Gw9BGyv1r9UR6gyEUU8-LNxJk4GVvfIUN6vf8Bv1uwRa50ce1_E/s900/RuthBookmarks5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="561" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikWEPd8toccog1ve1tQ6pKQGpam7TDlgX978xcxyFt8qM4lW38eGsNYbPM99L0-hQKa0th3aANd1zojDv6g88jXj6d3_r-GOOykLSY0dTvCKm6FaSgueCv0S81LLYZtOuMq3w1blW0Gw9BGyv1r9UR6gyEUU8-LNxJk4GVvfIUN6vf8Bv1uwRa50ce1_E/s320/RuthBookmarks5.jpg" width="199" /></a></div><br />Although I intend to carry out my promise to give away her stuff, I am attracted by the idea of a charitable donation. One of the best descriptions of Ruth was that "she sure knew how to pick a charity." It was a strength of hers.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4LaMMhiMeGl-rQhi3ktRpGL5xz-a4osr-7qAbxCU4UkWg6Vs_v-EoXF4zRSVmBrVnI_5FyxFf3Us2wTMRKbE7qZdpSemU0BAIS02PEasD1hP2mKHQ99hMq5X04WuQeeztEtte5k7bzcylf2zNoDfZjuui2EwKwKrioaBVxYzEi7PGqcjeN7-16ky9hUU/s900/RuthFlossColl7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="729" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4LaMMhiMeGl-rQhi3ktRpGL5xz-a4osr-7qAbxCU4UkWg6Vs_v-EoXF4zRSVmBrVnI_5FyxFf3Us2wTMRKbE7qZdpSemU0BAIS02PEasD1hP2mKHQ99hMq5X04WuQeeztEtte5k7bzcylf2zNoDfZjuui2EwKwKrioaBVxYzEi7PGqcjeN7-16ky9hUU/s320/RuthFlossColl7.jpg" width="259" /></a></div><br />In case you're wondering where the Aida cloth part is, recall that the Timaru Star II makes needlepoint Western saddle-blankets from Aida cloth...<p></p><p>*************************************************</p><p>Speaking of the Timaru Star II, did you ever see such a wild mess of miscellaneous scraps in your life! Even I don't know what's in these bags! If anyone sees something they've gotta have, let me know and I'll deliver it at BreyerFest (but not before). I think I'll let folk pick through them in room 612 if there's anything left. This really is free-to-good-home, though I won't turn down a donation.<br /></p><p>In this photo, there's a piece of brown nylon (or vinyl) sheer on a peel-and-stick backing (the dark brown rectangle at top), a red-&-white corona blanket made from plush and felt-tip, some leather scraps, a bunch of empty findings envelopes and (far more interesting but far more useless) 2 bags of Never-to-be-Used Freaks of Nature. I must have outgrown the drawers I originally had for this class of stuff and bundled them in here.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXmsT4RmuPPzQnVzOP7FjkA9T-OT-GWz1KMTbjailq8m6EVwjaRWFp2FBTd4Tm2uZwQV3_fg0MbeauUtjNZk3IOCvVbM_qdSmEReMTI48WVPbrp_gjej8LhX1O-Z6Zvh79JKPwUzEBRgZyA1qSU49O4uPzEaGPswphc02xrga9e9eJhSLCiVVrj4RDZaA/s700/TackStuff8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="646" data-original-width="700" height="295" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXmsT4RmuPPzQnVzOP7FjkA9T-OT-GWz1KMTbjailq8m6EVwjaRWFp2FBTd4Tm2uZwQV3_fg0MbeauUtjNZk3IOCvVbM_qdSmEReMTI48WVPbrp_gjej8LhX1O-Z6Zvh79JKPwUzEBRgZyA1qSU49O4uPzEaGPswphc02xrga9e9eJhSLCiVVrj4RDZaA/s320/TackStuff8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p> Odd bits of leather, of tack, of braidwork, small broken items, a metal currycomb I made out of the teeth from a Saran Wrap box. There is just no telling!</p><p>For example, here's the above photo's upper right bag's lower right corner: That grate-looking thing is a 13mm ikandi iron-on cut full of holes, accompanied by a genuine braided-thread ring (two-color edge braiding around a jump ring). Above their tiny cute tray (itself a plastic buckle) is at least one solid metal watch gear under a leather scrap.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvqszjm4lbbyVSWaa-wtfY95YqMxJXFLwS4VlyiF8IeLulo-rP4kAgp9P_gLKmQYUWCJ8MGqf8MaY-KqLjRYujRaKzWCVuSdFUP_HoHMHXH8c2atd8CHbPwry5AO3OZxxumTvxIqhpiXgtPdkrDos8p5dK6aI3qE_MF3L7KBUpTvNZZNQYGufo5duUt7c/s616/BraidedRingClose.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="616" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvqszjm4lbbyVSWaa-wtfY95YqMxJXFLwS4VlyiF8IeLulo-rP4kAgp9P_gLKmQYUWCJ8MGqf8MaY-KqLjRYujRaKzWCVuSdFUP_HoHMHXH8c2atd8CHbPwry5AO3OZxxumTvxIqhpiXgtPdkrDos8p5dK6aI3qE_MF3L7KBUpTvNZZNQYGufo5duUt7c/s320/BraidedRingClose.jpg" width="260" /></a></div>The whole bag is full of this kind of stuff.<p></p><p>Here's another photo of the same species:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSznFLKsyY7ebxudGbt_LFpzrsJTzvAN7ox97786uj4wYf-8sjQJXoYfWkqpyWMpIL8jEwwlE6Lh3g1Zu4oZ1KI0C88Qnox3JfYWd8ddrjwJTj-MqUyocLi2ikPJDRHZ9Sgofyd4wjbGrKP6I0LBdroBRxiABCB8tH9s2d9PePb9Arxz8AwJd4WgMlGGw/s900/TackStuffThree6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="626" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSznFLKsyY7ebxudGbt_LFpzrsJTzvAN7ox97786uj4wYf-8sjQJXoYfWkqpyWMpIL8jEwwlE6Lh3g1Zu4oZ1KI0C88Qnox3JfYWd8ddrjwJTj-MqUyocLi2ikPJDRHZ9Sgofyd4wjbGrKP6I0LBdroBRxiABCB8tH9s2d9PePb9Arxz8AwJd4WgMlGGw/s320/TackStuffThree6.jpg" width="223" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWZv8dptD5_FmBCUxpmBJ-YqaTz58oaQGEIUN-ShS07x6EzTC-1UIKBa5iW3aLGvqh29KHzeMJLkj3245s492dkgDfw5DF5fslnfl5qewaVUtyOdiG2UH_bL1opHAtUoYmbsXk_HqP3mMbUFKInlaUduRNgXq7yNn67yUDrDsV8c7CkSM1w1H-G7iI_Ug/s700/TackStuffFive7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="648" data-original-width="700" height="394" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWZv8dptD5_FmBCUxpmBJ-YqaTz58oaQGEIUN-ShS07x6EzTC-1UIKBa5iW3aLGvqh29KHzeMJLkj3245s492dkgDfw5DF5fslnfl5qewaVUtyOdiG2UH_bL1opHAtUoYmbsXk_HqP3mMbUFKInlaUduRNgXq7yNn67yUDrDsV8c7CkSM1w1H-G7iI_Ug/w426-h394/TackStuffFive7.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><p>Perhaps the leather can be stamping practice for somebody, as it was for me.</p><p>This last photo I do know what is. It's some kapok plus two plastic sheets, one white one black, embossed with perfectly-in-scale rubber floormat pattern for model horse-drawn vehicles. They could also be used for stalls and barns. See, it isn't all madness.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnzmWDOYM0c7jQUWPaUStGi2s1qohwUWnyQJYtIP5qs-yYBaVqTgwLVT5bFzzYax2sYaX7rf_ErLmW7mq_ajUf0WY-lFYYxb31mCKV3HtgcPmo9FILZl9fh7dXPHDmK9m7gqrYsMZutkSnXH9EJwDvjBxkQI1O5NRZuzTJ1X8vRJaooaHvuSBq4yzhJxU/s700/FloorMats7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="652" data-original-width="700" height="298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnzmWDOYM0c7jQUWPaUStGi2s1qohwUWnyQJYtIP5qs-yYBaVqTgwLVT5bFzzYax2sYaX7rf_ErLmW7mq_ajUf0WY-lFYYxb31mCKV3HtgcPmo9FILZl9fh7dXPHDmK9m7gqrYsMZutkSnXH9EJwDvjBxkQI1O5NRZuzTJ1X8vRJaooaHvuSBq4yzhJxU/s320/FloorMats7.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Thank you for picking through with me. Happy hunting!<br /><p></p><p><br /><br /><br /><br /></p><p><br /><br /><br /><br /></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-52465559033171053252023-07-01T13:20:00.001-04:002023-07-01T13:20:26.811-04:00BreyerFest Offerings: Jaquima & Raven<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr22FQgwbbWGEmjbxcm50seiFvNoZ18nDnhRu61jJna4gWOHYiGrkq3prXKJ64TQ9U0zB5Gvnp4BFBgOh_kZfEerfWSTEGr4NFykQIu0erAXm-5z33A9aJc_LsGe434aL5_4lZA42N-8YcCLeOoF04JjAjRkjE2aMrVQ4UKXfOefRNgalXFOGqfFosG7I/s800/ZoltanJaqOff1-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="630" data-original-width="800" height="252" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr22FQgwbbWGEmjbxcm50seiFvNoZ18nDnhRu61jJna4gWOHYiGrkq3prXKJ64TQ9U0zB5Gvnp4BFBgOh_kZfEerfWSTEGr4NFykQIu0erAXm-5z33A9aJc_LsGe434aL5_4lZA42N-8YcCLeOoF04JjAjRkjE2aMrVQ4UKXfOefRNgalXFOGqfFosG7I/s320/ZoltanJaqOff1-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>This sweet-faced Peruvian Paso stallion, sculpted by Randy Buckler and painted by Laurie Jo Jensen, is for sale, with free delivery at BreyerFest. He's a solid cast resin dating from the 90s: 1996 to be exact. Not gonna lie: he's had his share of adventures. Not only have I <b>fixed up his shelf rubs</b> (largely successfully if I say so), I've made a whole new <b>Jaquima (Hah-kee-mah), the Peruvian halter</b>, to go with him. This beautiful hand-braided and Hill Tribes Silver-bead halter was my 2023 International Tack Maker's Month piece.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjluepU_NyVwOBXs5o6M-Jaou_GEPWGa046DzV-6OJXFlUZsfcN9REl_wU_vAmtrb8ScF964-iSAGHwaGLFyvKE6EVmmzIi1g-5Pwr7H6t6GKjTwGaC3AQGnxWxhXtD4YBFGSjUSYLuAKchNMZOWGKoE32v8rI7NOHtENS08voFN61Cfl5rFd5Y492SWWw/s900/ZoltanJaqNearFull9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="615" data-original-width="900" height="219" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjluepU_NyVwOBXs5o6M-Jaou_GEPWGa046DzV-6OJXFlUZsfcN9REl_wU_vAmtrb8ScF964-iSAGHwaGLFyvKE6EVmmzIi1g-5Pwr7H6t6GKjTwGaC3AQGnxWxhXtD4YBFGSjUSYLuAKchNMZOWGKoE32v8rI7NOHtENS08voFN61Cfl5rFd5Y492SWWw/s320/ZoltanJaqNearFull9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>First the Jaquima. This lovely custom halter was blogged about back in April: <a href="https://timarustarii.blogspot.com/2023/04/wip-zoltans-jaquima.html" target="_blank">Zoltan's Jaquima </a>. (The name I've given this horse is Zoltan Cometa.) That post shows the jaquima nearly finished and has a wealth of detail about it. Here, we'll include pictures of the finished product and remind you that everything is all hand braided, the hooks-&-sliding-loops work, the braided rope is pose-able and the beads are Hill Tribes Silver. </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQYGdyjW5hOgBSXrDafJzfJEnOsa9jabJSPXqLrze5bjlC7L9jdCKkgKT7dT93Bn1XlRRDb5Ct27Ys1rKmuYh5_8vNwrCTt0V2pFK4QfYyX7CmUnylje5EZ1A4X8b4xb9YGhdrgHIjxs3Oe7AqQH_1ymzodizmKy-ANrdogQexwBiTWB8X8i0NuzBojzQ/s800/PeruJaqLaid8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="714" data-original-width="800" height="286" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQYGdyjW5hOgBSXrDafJzfJEnOsa9jabJSPXqLrze5bjlC7L9jdCKkgKT7dT93Bn1XlRRDb5Ct27Ys1rKmuYh5_8vNwrCTt0V2pFK4QfYyX7CmUnylje5EZ1A4X8b4xb9YGhdrgHIjxs3Oe7AqQH_1ymzodizmKy-ANrdogQexwBiTWB8X8i0NuzBojzQ/s320/PeruJaqLaid8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Close ups:<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcy0GvkQz_-CRa6XRMBdQanrgsnMe3rMiSDYzLh5M1c92MkBGcEYWva61ncZ7r8e9tNOeuO6es7HHLLaDBgrqd-wBNR7iEOX42SYv5WM0zDTld_3kEgIKYkI9ErJWlE1G3PTY4KKBjNZqNb7S90m2beK4tbWtIYJoApbPKNijlo6fFrLget0-1PZg5RjE/s809/PeruJaqCloseNose8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="809" data-original-width="800" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcy0GvkQz_-CRa6XRMBdQanrgsnMe3rMiSDYzLh5M1c92MkBGcEYWva61ncZ7r8e9tNOeuO6es7HHLLaDBgrqd-wBNR7iEOX42SYv5WM0zDTld_3kEgIKYkI9ErJWlE1G3PTY4KKBjNZqNb7S90m2beK4tbWtIYJoApbPKNijlo6fFrLget0-1PZg5RjE/s320/PeruJaqCloseNose8.jpg" width="316" /></a></div><p></p><p>The TSII typically has about two or three pieces of headgear for sale per year. The material is artificial sinew (makes the world's best miniature rawhide!) and dyed cotton thread, woven on with a needle. There is also nylon thread on this tack: the smaller, less yellow braided buttons.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipQJckPCcKaB5MI5d_s-1cJ0B4n2BtOPibdf8tvfLyQQWKb9EFBbFg-pvybjz8cdkiHelkXg0O_kasEieDA_V8VQz876Pb1Dbs_aZe7avGOcgHsZ821EdOxsj2176KlNL7XpACdH2ZnI91qhHnTjMvy6jQow8D6Vd2Bkd2R2NMRnvT2jEWXdOuSHlWeHw/s756/PeruJaqCloseAhog7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="756" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipQJckPCcKaB5MI5d_s-1cJ0B4n2BtOPibdf8tvfLyQQWKb9EFBbFg-pvybjz8cdkiHelkXg0O_kasEieDA_V8VQz876Pb1Dbs_aZe7avGOcgHsZ821EdOxsj2176KlNL7XpACdH2ZnI91qhHnTjMvy6jQow8D6Vd2Bkd2R2NMRnvT2jEWXdOuSHlWeHw/s320/PeruJaqCloseAhog7.jpg" width="254" /></a></div><p></p><p>As the April post claims, I don't intend to make an entire Peruvian Paso saddle set for this horse. The jaquima would be an excellent prop for breed classes, or it could be the start of a great tack collection. 😀 A collector could either contract another tackmaker for the rest of the outfit, or be inspired to make their own.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikEOtX0MOCTUZvo7WZz90TSDaEMdi5INRA09C8yIoE-Ops4U0Zjd6G0A6mjm5nKLgzHNvkrkZCABP61IkCb2ieHd0f_778ygKVRnN6AF8HRr_8W8b0Llo1CF8epUUN7L1e8dW3goaso7mtFmh7KfAmy2fImRk5aaNxhdNR7irIFHtS0fbxB6WPyvT7UYY/s800/ZoltanJaqOffFul8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="341" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikEOtX0MOCTUZvo7WZz90TSDaEMdi5INRA09C8yIoE-Ops4U0Zjd6G0A6mjm5nKLgzHNvkrkZCABP61IkCb2ieHd0f_778ygKVRnN6AF8HRr_8W8b0Llo1CF8epUUN7L1e8dW3goaso7mtFmh7KfAmy2fImRk5aaNxhdNR7irIFHtS0fbxB6WPyvT7UYY/w455-h341/ZoltanJaqOffFul8.jpg" width="455" /></a></div><p></p><p>Zoltan was the unfortunate recipient of some nearside shelf rubs. This is the "before" shot.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjovIzLEzQfaIRn_RanRjHmiZ-bwkDtFr5y6pt6r5i6dVYpOLJNq68f40dquAxRkuomE_4-nfDlbb3JCT2CMuv8-jYbivIWYg5vRKIxbDBc9HpTX1x0AoqyLaTCaGm6WaF2I9Ns8PSSSxmaWZw1vzmgfv6xa23CnbigBp24Nqnsf1_dXdb_j10LpwvONHk/s800/ZoltanBeforeNear8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjovIzLEzQfaIRn_RanRjHmiZ-bwkDtFr5y6pt6r5i6dVYpOLJNq68f40dquAxRkuomE_4-nfDlbb3JCT2CMuv8-jYbivIWYg5vRKIxbDBc9HpTX1x0AoqyLaTCaGm6WaF2I9Ns8PSSSxmaWZw1vzmgfv6xa23CnbigBp24Nqnsf1_dXdb_j10LpwvONHk/w416-h312/ZoltanBeforeNear8.jpg" width="416" /></a></div><p></p><p>After more adventures than I care to tell, this is what he looks like today, "after."</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAzgcuG_JufcTCiAYCIlnU6x-OLEF-Pzy6iHDp8GOq6pjIbADdsDys4lidVv7gAdRyiE4OIDVXC8tfY36qHa4d8P0Q4pPJi8n9ZtWVnJyEuUrQedeugCAYs9znnkn1W3ttk9E2Iscynsp2O1-usZiflJZLm7VQpEOFE7Wb7TW1STTJQeJAr5rXtpZ3WRk/s800/ZoltanAfterNear8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="311" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAzgcuG_JufcTCiAYCIlnU6x-OLEF-Pzy6iHDp8GOq6pjIbADdsDys4lidVv7gAdRyiE4OIDVXC8tfY36qHa4d8P0Q4pPJi8n9ZtWVnJyEuUrQedeugCAYs9znnkn1W3ttk9E2Iscynsp2O1-usZiflJZLm7VQpEOFE7Wb7TW1STTJQeJAr5rXtpZ3WRk/w415-h311/ZoltanAfterNear8.jpg" width="415" /></a></div><p></p><p>I used my pastelling experience from 4 times through NaMoPaiMo, but it still isn't quite perfect. He gained several coats of satin finish Krylon on his near side, while the rest of the horse is a glossy finish. Rubbing with a polishing cloth has only partly equalized the situation. There are still some slight irregularities.<br /></p><p>In the course of his years with me, he accrued some strange white lines around his eyes. Something dried out; I'm not sure what. Here's the <b>before</b> (note the white chips in the forelock):</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX-mh3M7OK5YddAzSpAIloYfvtIeagYtf00kLwDXG6YjoTsVzfvbH6xvVDX8wyzf5CW9aXoB3LuXRNIRPZCyNvwkTFaXTucU_mOsZP-8QkCyqXWVimIZotrqlO8XqKBaru1ieoXL_UZ7LB-zvEmImdOb3GgId1_IOIIcqwDl7jXgM8vZZ2hEuYBsSIDsA/s700/ZoltanFaceBeforeNear7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="540" data-original-width="700" height="372" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX-mh3M7OK5YddAzSpAIloYfvtIeagYtf00kLwDXG6YjoTsVzfvbH6xvVDX8wyzf5CW9aXoB3LuXRNIRPZCyNvwkTFaXTucU_mOsZP-8QkCyqXWVimIZotrqlO8XqKBaru1ieoXL_UZ7LB-zvEmImdOb3GgId1_IOIIcqwDl7jXgM8vZZ2hEuYBsSIDsA/w482-h372/ZoltanFaceBeforeNear7.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><p></p><p>And here's the<b> after.</b> I treated these with drafter's ink.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXmLrMXIqFZclik8ur-yzcNGYhq5vZvrDavNwqObWZcN_Re7W8w6jmouOaKsrHl1lEJYyEOcuDr8Z8w45MOBCIFnXvR34Otiug8eVl6saI_Lh5Ow9noA8ns-3WVEU_LxMhJarg6dNrVwQT_RL12jsw3kBbwG4c4ruXsB8PwTgb7Z4UDg2l_vd9-q4q_sY/s700/ZoltanFaceAfterNear7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="556" data-original-width="700" height="377" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXmLrMXIqFZclik8ur-yzcNGYhq5vZvrDavNwqObWZcN_Re7W8w6jmouOaKsrHl1lEJYyEOcuDr8Z8w45MOBCIFnXvR34Otiug8eVl6saI_Lh5Ow9noA8ns-3WVEU_LxMhJarg6dNrVwQT_RL12jsw3kBbwG4c4ruXsB8PwTgb7Z4UDg2l_vd9-q4q_sY/w474-h377/ZoltanFaceAfterNear7.jpg" width="474" /></a></div><br />In the end, I'm a tackmaker not a painter. I did the best I could with him, but this has made me appreciate the services of professional restorers just that much more. I can recommend a couple of outstanding artists for model horse vetting, and there should be more coming up. Zoltan is now in the "As is, Where is" category of sale.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJPCbOOAAIHS51IbJCOHAEx4zf9SMx3qE6uqZmL4WjAWGfSCYFEaBjlo46yPLmg_7_kgYjKOqkoO480kVzIOHA7R4Pf3cRUmzkYTH-covHjP8ILlYQholcXfnj1EVTa5wJugqTQlurTDjhudx33Rd5j-YRWjpeW213CV_ZEng2kHWVLkn4LdoYAMvUYv8/s700/ZoltanInJaqNearQtr7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="605" data-original-width="700" height="382" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJPCbOOAAIHS51IbJCOHAEx4zf9SMx3qE6uqZmL4WjAWGfSCYFEaBjlo46yPLmg_7_kgYjKOqkoO480kVzIOHA7R4Pf3cRUmzkYTH-covHjP8ILlYQholcXfnj1EVTa5wJugqTQlurTDjhudx33Rd5j-YRWjpeW213CV_ZEng2kHWVLkn4LdoYAMvUYv8/w441-h382/ZoltanInJaqNearQtr7.jpg" width="441" /></a></div><p></p><p>Discounted from earlier (April): <br /></p><p>Horse now priced at $140 and jaquima at $160 for a total of $300. If purchased <u>without the horse</u>, the jaquima will be a bit higher, $180. Free delivery at BreyerFest, room 612 of the CHIN. Or text or call me at 814-321-2980 and make an offer.</p><p>Shipping to the lower-48 would be about $25 given the weight of the resin. International buyers would need an individual postage quote.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp-07pEoiQqIcfWa5fZLW8sXZG0lU1a6MUwdUBWG0UdwcunJKYujDJEqg0_h-O8Xlc--QH7eC3fJyWLJMuRGZjJhlVIYcIpflRZ6StsAi9QGZm-jOAUON8ZZUndN01w3zddWahRErdQTtN-Hx5X51dKeRyqQUJmtNC6NPphr1TISWDrGz7ItlbPcnezM4/s800/PeruJaqLaidNickel8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="648" data-original-width="800" height="335" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp-07pEoiQqIcfWa5fZLW8sXZG0lU1a6MUwdUBWG0UdwcunJKYujDJEqg0_h-O8Xlc--QH7eC3fJyWLJMuRGZjJhlVIYcIpflRZ6StsAi9QGZm-jOAUON8ZZUndN01w3zddWahRErdQTtN-Hx5X51dKeRyqQUJmtNC6NPphr1TISWDrGz7ItlbPcnezM4/w414-h335/PeruJaqLaidNickel8.jpg" width="414" /></a></div><p>Thanks for reading!<br /></p><p><br /><br /><br /></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-17775062413150379112023-06-30T19:29:00.010-04:002023-07-19T19:28:28.631-04:00BreyerFest offerings: Mala 2 bridle<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ5PbeHlSAQ7ftf1l_I7kPI1QuCWAx_g659h4mhjax_igHSpqYwY478MaylTI30hP9EzJ6bQX8GE1eM_Npkdcc3pL97czp6Jb72i3BSFnZaE7o8iUcIoRIVHf_uMZISYSUhgjOeb9tUrfLgt3dpi3NVffpE7lr5_yXGN2jvZ7RFH9P6qzHu_N2vQ7YTU8/s900/Mala2LaJewOffPor9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="693" data-original-width="900" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ5PbeHlSAQ7ftf1l_I7kPI1QuCWAx_g659h4mhjax_igHSpqYwY478MaylTI30hP9EzJ6bQX8GE1eM_Npkdcc3pL97czp6Jb72i3BSFnZaE7o8iUcIoRIVHf_uMZISYSUhgjOeb9tUrfLgt3dpi3NVffpE7lr5_yXGN2jvZ7RFH9P6qzHu_N2vQ7YTU8/s320/Mala2LaJewOffPor9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>The Timaru Star II Model Tack Shop is excited to announce we will be <b>taking offers</b> for the <b>Malagueña 2 Braided Rawhide Curb Bridle.</b> This bridle was used to draw my next book, and I've put more soul into it than just about any other piece of tack! There are 3 ways to contact me: <b>email</b> me at sbytsii (at) verizon (dot) com, <b>text</b> me at 814-321-2980, or <b>see me</b> in person at BreyerFest (room 612). A fourth way would be to <b>private-message</b> through FaceBook, either the Timaru Star II Model Tack business page or the personal Susan Bensema Young page. Our deadline is two weeks from now, at 8:00 pm EDT, on Friday the 14th. <i>The winner need not be present.</i> Minor details like reserve and shipping 😁 will be found at the end of this post, as well as zoomed-in close-ups and a black-&-white shot. Most sorry, technically this is not an auction.<br /></p><p>The winner is C. Bonds, Friday night at the Clarion! Thank you so much!!</p><p>Meanwhile, enjoy seeing this pioneering classic of braidwork on<u> 9 different horses</u>! I'm trying to show very closely who it fits best. During the photo session, some really amazing shots came out. This always happens when I try to shoot tack: You get pictures that show the <b>tack</b> best; and then you get the ones that show the <b>horse</b> best. Let's begin with what for me is some <i>really nice packaging</i>:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWNLWFQ3bwCyslZ-5fi0ZNsI7NI5cZEoPviwXQEkcXavd1FZebiybfC5BN79wSJq0tV0RR1sxF2F4DszzH78zwB7cvwjj94PInPIeAdJf37YQZVcoVV0Nmuk9OzZTHBDI8RA1OsWg79zQUYMY1f0nbvXpx3WVeLRZv8nB8qEgv1lr9xA4-Yq5TCJ0Ui2k/s1000/Mala2Bag5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="572" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWNLWFQ3bwCyslZ-5fi0ZNsI7NI5cZEoPviwXQEkcXavd1FZebiybfC5BN79wSJq0tV0RR1sxF2F4DszzH78zwB7cvwjj94PInPIeAdJf37YQZVcoVV0Nmuk9OzZTHBDI8RA1OsWg79zQUYMY1f0nbvXpx3WVeLRZv8nB8qEgv1lr9xA4-Yq5TCJ0Ui2k/s320/Mala2Bag5.jpg" width="183" /></a></div><p></p><p>Now for the best horse nick. Ever since I got my Perlino LG, I've known that this color combination tack, rawhide with silver, black, white & turquoise, looks <i>very good</i> on Breyer's satin (and glossy) Perlinos. Here is Uffington the Altynai. </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglo56xA1_SAVKEBB1GpKPgRmjS87ONXETHsO1sySNz70LlVtGH2PIUEhRJnjwVQ3Nj_RR3tLJPtI8FWkY-HPR7mLhNhwPbp1Y9-ZxZhqIRl6gXOexYNbGEyHpGlqrwGJxMKBb3fn_hsmctTxyUdzlFtfXKSJolsFeQDu69Fx5JtTdz7WsDcwZ8n1Da0fs/s800/Mala2AlbeOffPor8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="607" data-original-width="800" height="313" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglo56xA1_SAVKEBB1GpKPgRmjS87ONXETHsO1sySNz70LlVtGH2PIUEhRJnjwVQ3Nj_RR3tLJPtI8FWkY-HPR7mLhNhwPbp1Y9-ZxZhqIRl6gXOexYNbGEyHpGlqrwGJxMKBb3fn_hsmctTxyUdzlFtfXKSJolsFeQDu69Fx5JtTdz7WsDcwZ8n1Da0fs/w412-h313/Mala2AlbeOffPor8.jpg" width="412" /></a></div><br />This bridle might not quite fit him perfectly -- the ears are a little large and the riendas (hand part of the reins) a little short -- but man, the nobility of that face!<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIV7ZInIl9WkZtgNxJX-_wDUbJ8Pme9W1NRFjhNDB0AsleO9HQL4UMkdk4Jr0YR3Smz4FbVCVZOtMwUU8bOXTy5eX3l26oFkMcnc4H2qr4ZotcCCnJPtxzXobh_NLCwWvEj9IQMijbCWirz9xM0T4fuP76iu2gC4oTD8HPJ5oOCbE0Kwr69itHr8bsx_0/s800/Mala2AlbeNearPorA8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="666" data-original-width="800" height="340" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIV7ZInIl9WkZtgNxJX-_wDUbJ8Pme9W1NRFjhNDB0AsleO9HQL4UMkdk4Jr0YR3Smz4FbVCVZOtMwUU8bOXTy5eX3l26oFkMcnc4H2qr4ZotcCCnJPtxzXobh_NLCwWvEj9IQMijbCWirz9xM0T4fuP76iu2gC4oTD8HPJ5oOCbE0Kwr69itHr8bsx_0/w408-h340/Mala2AlbeNearPorA8.jpg" width="408" /></a></div><br />This next shot is hands down the pick of the litter. I did not know it was in him. It reminds me of certain illustrations of El Blanco, the white stallion of the plains. The Look of Eagles...<br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCNqyokt47FiW5mjxzx5mK-5AvMVQxRpsDKy1u5NlMCe_oB9VDqKizTpH_65kKsIL192f1RqnWj7Mck6qGArpdcRUvl5XocvfiVRtUV1I3YF8Geyw33e83NwIX2fMn2DeOcBYSl9eP_46IQTX_lqYrTUvNeMv5_xuGxIwW0ZshSuiym5WFdOscU0TyIfw/s800/Mala2AlbeFacePor6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="600" height="459" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCNqyokt47FiW5mjxzx5mK-5AvMVQxRpsDKy1u5NlMCe_oB9VDqKizTpH_65kKsIL192f1RqnWj7Mck6qGArpdcRUvl5XocvfiVRtUV1I3YF8Geyw33e83NwIX2fMn2DeOcBYSl9eP_46IQTX_lqYrTUvNeMv5_xuGxIwW0ZshSuiym5WFdOscU0TyIfw/w344-h459/Mala2AlbeFacePor6.jpg" width="344" /></a></div><p></p><p>For some reason I am always struggling with lighting, and thus with the true color of this bridle. Here's another look with the Matriarch wearing it, showing the entire bridle, and a more-true-to-life color.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWhOI83zNIqzxDcZRzo4bQtlKZiyQngRUmX0eV4fEeMhSJz5pplXs7n0DCHkP2-2DfY3LEE6JluWmW-vdTMmq_oW1HpP2OWPoTci4LbISbU_bWQyvswd3EA6ZcHEMyFNKoolIq4B11O2oql-99kG7r8BKWqcE720GbfeuzPLUYPYQAUTLdH1vyM_KCRLc/s900/Mala2LaJewNearFull9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="655" data-original-width="900" height="347" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWhOI83zNIqzxDcZRzo4bQtlKZiyQngRUmX0eV4fEeMhSJz5pplXs7n0DCHkP2-2DfY3LEE6JluWmW-vdTMmq_oW1HpP2OWPoTci4LbISbU_bWQyvswd3EA6ZcHEMyFNKoolIq4B11O2oql-99kG7r8BKWqcE720GbfeuzPLUYPYQAUTLdH1vyM_KCRLc/w476-h347/Mala2LaJewNearFull9.jpg" width="476" /></a></div><p></p><p>Although the Mala 2 bridle was not made off a Matriarch, I find that it fits her almost perfectly. If you're worried about it, the noseband is removable.<br /></p><p>Here it is on a popular mold these days, the Emerson:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZyk2NBoNKtG2wfqqhLJyAV0ucSJnhnMMWlbmII5iShydqt8Ez6FTuWFZhyZwPWvyIhBlGAcvHy89RiJqUk8bQb5gfo5MVRZcuODL0keQaCCR0rKH4_EfLX2q7W0WYPjh91r-dthyx-iJSCeZRZLKUUmNDrCJwrdkedkEW_MXf8_k8bF0DzSExe7_lcew/s935/Mala2CaxaNearForqtr6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="935" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZyk2NBoNKtG2wfqqhLJyAV0ucSJnhnMMWlbmII5iShydqt8Ez6FTuWFZhyZwPWvyIhBlGAcvHy89RiJqUk8bQb5gfo5MVRZcuODL0keQaCCR0rKH4_EfLX2q7W0WYPjh91r-dthyx-iJSCeZRZLKUUmNDrCJwrdkedkEW_MXf8_k8bF0DzSExe7_lcew/s320/Mala2CaxaNearForqtr6.jpg" width="205" /></a></div><p></p><p>I did get his palomino to come out right!! That's another horse color which goes very well with this tack combination. A nice close up:</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe8GfCq68ruDbbfmKAVvspn_CHcAI_Q-_gcVrUNpfQmv9Y0jsTY3PK0ORIArMHFO0BF9vq0ZOmZSmChbzmJkBifWa8SFzqfj-LK-371zSGwF79aUraGJwHiqg-d0Xk_BgHdOe8JO56oEO48EuZGZU-7d9cE800u_wiKhMZk3n_8uZmfubvVaUtypuQosQ/s800/Mala2CaxaNearPor8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="657" data-original-width="800" height="359" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe8GfCq68ruDbbfmKAVvspn_CHcAI_Q-_gcVrUNpfQmv9Y0jsTY3PK0ORIArMHFO0BF9vq0ZOmZSmChbzmJkBifWa8SFzqfj-LK-371zSGwF79aUraGJwHiqg-d0Xk_BgHdOe8JO56oEO48EuZGZU-7d9cE800u_wiKhMZk3n_8uZmfubvVaUtypuQosQ/w437-h359/Mala2CaxaNearPor8.jpg" width="437" /></a></div><p></p><p>Again the bridle's ears might be a smidge too large, but the rest works.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLw9hq7AGlN5av1RD0Cc184LnqSeUuPtvAcuLm64kjWgYsxTaKkSGN_aMw3e_zOW3ai9ASStwHE8RqfAXRnL6-kOsWxQWeNUxlmBW_dzT1EDBGQAZAGSAwG3wx0nll9q-9x0JAyaOpWUlPKG7G4BaTQu6wtTdWT1fmpajuZmeZW9y2ajujaC-sZBSRe9E/s800/Mala2PalatlaNearShold8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="696" data-original-width="800" height="372" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLw9hq7AGlN5av1RD0Cc184LnqSeUuPtvAcuLm64kjWgYsxTaKkSGN_aMw3e_zOW3ai9ASStwHE8RqfAXRnL6-kOsWxQWeNUxlmBW_dzT1EDBGQAZAGSAwG3wx0nll9q-9x0JAyaOpWUlPKG7G4BaTQu6wtTdWT1fmpajuZmeZW9y2ajujaC-sZBSRe9E/w428-h372/Mala2PalatlaNearShold8.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><p></p><p>Ahoy, brother: The dark chestnut with flame mane brilliantly sets off the color. This is a compelling example of how the red in his mane pops with the turquoise, and the greenish of the rawhide is entirely overshadowed.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCbEE61TMmYQ6WieaoJGC4eW_f5zvqf6KV-SiMWzuL821JowbVbhD_Ng6zZsuw0cqsV8AWCZQEs1EUryezfjuvDd2AFrb_VlcQ3OUNye5Q8PxElp0TJarHZEmOpDjZiWrFyC0FwpSohdZ-4fheSpbnXQMWvhqNHoteTWuKOctb25Hrn1UBvTAEji6OfVI/s800/Mala2PalatlaOffPor8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="716" data-original-width="800" height="286" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCbEE61TMmYQ6WieaoJGC4eW_f5zvqf6KV-SiMWzuL821JowbVbhD_Ng6zZsuw0cqsV8AWCZQEs1EUryezfjuvDd2AFrb_VlcQ3OUNye5Q8PxElp0TJarHZEmOpDjZiWrFyC0FwpSohdZ-4fheSpbnXQMWvhqNHoteTWuKOctb25Hrn1UBvTAEji6OfVI/s320/Mala2PalatlaOffPor8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>Lest we forget, here's another Palomino and a very appropriate mold, Stone's Ideal Stock Horse. There's just something about her sweet face...</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivO88DiUkTZqm4cwKt0Aa97iCPmoZWnoK9P6F7F-kSfQ5_4TjMDGWyB1VbGnNqheb1HWA7FJGOH2_nUujhCQg6ZMvaetikpS9NgGmKk_PhMcegG4DyAUZrQB08BzENa2KlMsHUwNE7eLyEQRAsTvTczIwDHV79-bMd8U7OyEPDOrZngnte-RrMPi7A0bo/s800/Mala2PirouOff8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="724" data-original-width="800" height="376" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivO88DiUkTZqm4cwKt0Aa97iCPmoZWnoK9P6F7F-kSfQ5_4TjMDGWyB1VbGnNqheb1HWA7FJGOH2_nUujhCQg6ZMvaetikpS9NgGmKk_PhMcegG4DyAUZrQB08BzENa2KlMsHUwNE7eLyEQRAsTvTczIwDHV79-bMd8U7OyEPDOrZngnte-RrMPi7A0bo/w415-h376/Mala2PirouOff8.jpg" width="415" /></a></div><p></p><p>I think the ISH is pretty close to a good fit.</p><p>However, the Dundee is, in my opinion, the perfect mold to fit this particular bridle.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipvb7lJI0oSsiRMudcDMrnttZ8KfX9EoEpBW_cT54LaRrQREcb2hnhA2o4lAQ0Qb_A6xTqbcl8I8xn4Vtl1aV5fd5fR0uQy9dGL_PutdFLpMRuz1NbLkjl89hlC5E2tqQjaG3aFU0lLDEuvpxSKqwTXUNiZ-2odOu6tzPhiA9_LFz0VqLdXcf_NQwrK2E/s800/Mala2BarbaChalifOff8.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="741" data-original-width="800" height="382" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipvb7lJI0oSsiRMudcDMrnttZ8KfX9EoEpBW_cT54LaRrQREcb2hnhA2o4lAQ0Qb_A6xTqbcl8I8xn4Vtl1aV5fd5fR0uQy9dGL_PutdFLpMRuz1NbLkjl89hlC5E2tqQjaG3aFU0lLDEuvpxSKqwTXUNiZ-2odOu6tzPhiA9_LFz0VqLdXcf_NQwrK2E/w413-h382/Mala2BarbaChalifOff8.jpg" width="413" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Doll by Field of Dolls<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Of course we cannot overlook the original. This is Malagueña the horse, for whom the first Malagueña bridle was built back in 1995 -- the one Mala 2 is a copy of. To put Mala 2 on Mala is messing up my photo file names, I can tell you.<p></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqEBdK_YlftQy4P-zO-1qcYTSdC5Z_mWGXtME4R1NqWhlW5ruS19PDEDUpSskPr1j7i4MWH0ScxkQ7H55-RB-TWKo6igGNxOPw1OvmQV_B81Byf0KbY8rV-dsE42L1wIDqwKvVuU0_ie7VeIta0pOwe7R5ayavgETwwiXFEJ2kmTNCqpPRaI7aNAlQhg8/s800/Mala2MalaguenaOffFul8.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="638" data-original-width="800" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqEBdK_YlftQy4P-zO-1qcYTSdC5Z_mWGXtME4R1NqWhlW5ruS19PDEDUpSskPr1j7i4MWH0ScxkQ7H55-RB-TWKo6igGNxOPw1OvmQV_B81Byf0KbY8rV-dsE42L1wIDqwKvVuU0_ie7VeIta0pOwe7R5ayavgETwwiXFEJ2kmTNCqpPRaI7aNAlQhg8/w371-h296/Mala2MalaguenaOffFul8.jpg" width="371" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mala 2 on Malagueña<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Again, a portrait shot shows how well this piece fits the Lady Phase.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvPKt6yxwzdaEx_jcDUfKhGecjAepNIfJgreH2jD1xjCscFdMt5BODxTl1HM0AfIo6PzbMIElSM8SMQZe2_aGIZ8rBv5SjBGePLgZAkWcwn6PfOZ8b8lbBqt8yRBtI5psFW7RTdScd6QdeLMwXuG0kJPiUyty61OWo37AjldZTydl0325bHW-rv-x1Z5Y/s800/Mala2MalaguenaNearPor8.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvPKt6yxwzdaEx_jcDUfKhGecjAepNIfJgreH2jD1xjCscFdMt5BODxTl1HM0AfIo6PzbMIElSM8SMQZe2_aGIZ8rBv5SjBGePLgZAkWcwn6PfOZ8b8lbBqt8yRBtI5psFW7RTdScd6QdeLMwXuG0kJPiUyty61OWo37AjldZTydl0325bHW-rv-x1Z5Y/w416-h312/Mala2MalaguenaNearPor8.jpg" width="416" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Buckles from TWMHC<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>For a <i>complete</i> twist of the beams, here's the auction bridle on a resin I have for sale, Buckler's Raven painted by Laurie Jo Jensen. This is the horse the Peruvian Jaquima was made for. He will have his own post soon!<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGcai8uK5RGu1A4E6SaEExZZHV9V24B2hzutOfBxvplZEm27s_0HpzuMV38t90jMlOI1XuHQWkuOVwXviBkKHw3JslNAA8Kp40rBGa9scDDaVWPkMIHd3-Gtz11OBZCmUKsCfRSYr3lelRd8Y-9g2k5zmPm6R8Xb4kG75g9I6vovk7aOhwp1SGw5_KGM8/s801/Mala2ZoltanPorOff8,jpg.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="801" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGcai8uK5RGu1A4E6SaEExZZHV9V24B2hzutOfBxvplZEm27s_0HpzuMV38t90jMlOI1XuHQWkuOVwXviBkKHw3JslNAA8Kp40rBGa9scDDaVWPkMIHd3-Gtz11OBZCmUKsCfRSYr3lelRd8Y-9g2k5zmPm6R8Xb4kG75g9I6vovk7aOhwp1SGw5_KGM8/s320/Mala2ZoltanPorOff8,jpg.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>Now I'm getting down to smaller molds and models. It is perfectly natural to think of this bridle going on the Firefly / Elbe mold by Morgen Kilbourn, since she's a lovely Western horse. The Mala 2 does fit her, but it's a little over, and not really the best. The ears are too large and the bit seems out of scale. Both the romal and the throatlatch are too long.<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0gfSUJyrZ_Uv9vm2qSURzU_HZHUKPXuFGX2Wo6j5-Yrsx94QFyrhdwlOxdh0-1Il5XHzKxj2U0RwkrsOBNRA8bWeNkKC74HlRQGGzTPJrC2TVKk1YeOCLo227lJgPk48iPrxFcfdvrs-dHuo_z5csHZMYoIDMv0T6tg7AVYcv5Z4lNQaSaMVW4uZmSNM/s803/Mala2SalonaNearShold8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="803" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0gfSUJyrZ_Uv9vm2qSURzU_HZHUKPXuFGX2Wo6j5-Yrsx94QFyrhdwlOxdh0-1Il5XHzKxj2U0RwkrsOBNRA8bWeNkKC74HlRQGGzTPJrC2TVKk1YeOCLo227lJgPk48iPrxFcfdvrs-dHuo_z5csHZMYoIDMv0T6tg7AVYcv5Z4lNQaSaMVW4uZmSNM/s320/Mala2SalonaNearShold8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Still it's an attractive bridle for her. There's potential here.<br /><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-RSLfJPDTEORVTin8mhQf1ImUHXtqzBm5ujnReQnIP3FN-5KqMXXb8uIvuCHCTPof91rSIU7JB4H971NjHq7UH20ocmcmJ8KvAzwdFpTrZO4-3Ai6iIJ1zA3VCiQlRHsRKngYBq4vrsIBXi8Q5Z8rtsBWsqupCNwuDKnaEsil58RQ9jkkC55tyrVIw0k/s800/Mala2SalonaNearForqtr8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="767" data-original-width="800" height="307" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-RSLfJPDTEORVTin8mhQf1ImUHXtqzBm5ujnReQnIP3FN-5KqMXXb8uIvuCHCTPof91rSIU7JB4H971NjHq7UH20ocmcmJ8KvAzwdFpTrZO4-3Ai6iIJ1zA3VCiQlRHsRKngYBq4vrsIBXi8Q5Z8rtsBWsqupCNwuDKnaEsil58RQ9jkkC55tyrVIw0k/s320/Mala2SalonaNearForqtr8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Finally I am ready to let this piece go. Every step of making it was captured in exhaustive detail 3 ways to Sunday: drawings, photos, words. In the process it got named to differentiate it from my original 1995 bridle, Malagueña 1. It will always be special to me. It's impossible to know how many hours went into it because it's so entwined with creating the book itself, <b>Advanced Braidwork for the Model Horse</b>. At this point I'd guess the book has about an 80% chance of being done by the end of the year... I seem to have bitten off a lot.<br /><p></p><p></p><p>The reserve for this piece is $200.00. If not present at BreyerFest, the highest offer will need to pay postage of $15 for UPS shipping to the lower-48. International winners will be quoted postage on an individual basis.</p><p>Good luck, </p><p>Thanks for reading!<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZBFiQeHpcqFv7ZP1KJTPMuFLEtuUtWw-9hZ-NpqPgHVU_CZdub1C1yYLLGCJCQbvNZyUkbopuz8aVoK-HQeIwal3xm_cQDvBp0kBaGu2068v2FxGn2bqrmL0nrmlTvWMkA8U3o-z0Hav4VlLVlcWqCQ2tWGSfMdplSqAp8kErxtRedyzN_6w5WiYUm1o/s950/Mala2BandW5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="950" data-original-width="555" height="565" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZBFiQeHpcqFv7ZP1KJTPMuFLEtuUtWw-9hZ-NpqPgHVU_CZdub1C1yYLLGCJCQbvNZyUkbopuz8aVoK-HQeIwal3xm_cQDvBp0kBaGu2068v2FxGn2bqrmL0nrmlTvWMkA8U3o-z0Hav4VlLVlcWqCQ2tWGSfMdplSqAp8kErxtRedyzN_6w5WiYUm1o/w330-h565/Mala2BandW5.jpg" width="330" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4bCAEdfIQir2EPfKR0woFIR-BBMXhzWrHICjADj0s9psn9t6ZMcFBMrOcWb-0Mfnvn8eb1rrOr6c0LS7PeB9Xm_SvcWW4pAUSpdWIrNfIZyPSrBLDmywkOEhj4mhHumCzNnVfOTvnLZks0PDpaBA4zB916nje0WIKrF_sq79YcKgCwgxwSbN4q__sayo/s827/Mala2UpperHalfLaid8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="827" data-original-width="800" height="457" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4bCAEdfIQir2EPfKR0woFIR-BBMXhzWrHICjADj0s9psn9t6ZMcFBMrOcWb-0Mfnvn8eb1rrOr6c0LS7PeB9Xm_SvcWW4pAUSpdWIrNfIZyPSrBLDmywkOEhj4mhHumCzNnVfOTvnLZks0PDpaBA4zB916nje0WIKrF_sq79YcKgCwgxwSbN4q__sayo/w443-h457/Mala2UpperHalfLaid8.jpg" width="443" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWGWLFsV2qUzDCDC6occ6p63_YKZ1hS3iqKN-XFeqtj6yCShHzuT_GarfM-n630LH0Ckcv9QZ0xKYHY5yiqKDwkJKFrelLpnBShTol_2TpNjLg412ta2WfxwpCjTBaWvYIItY_u6CG0nZxhbpSJz94kXqL2o_MgFD6q_8wFYEL0sFkYEZ1vQwOyXY5jTA/s800/Mala2LowerHalfLaid8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="688" data-original-width="800" height="420" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWGWLFsV2qUzDCDC6occ6p63_YKZ1hS3iqKN-XFeqtj6yCShHzuT_GarfM-n630LH0Ckcv9QZ0xKYHY5yiqKDwkJKFrelLpnBShTol_2TpNjLg412ta2WfxwpCjTBaWvYIItY_u6CG0nZxhbpSJz94kXqL2o_MgFD6q_8wFYEL0sFkYEZ1vQwOyXY5jTA/w489-h420/Mala2LowerHalfLaid8.jpg" width="489" /></a></div><br />timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-89472442085435191822023-06-23T19:09:00.002-04:002023-06-23T19:09:24.642-04:00Puzzles in 2023, Jan - June<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtGPk4TfPSOOMg8w81lrUACfLl8sQ-vc3-wi_0hpx0YJCI7ADL2LVwGgVlgKoR25Y95ALGDEvKRr8epl0A6wRPyCYF5MGS_38DWGHE7oivKMmkdSsn56DkGoZy1D-il-oDKKMBLYHAvJ9HXW5xy5caBL0bd3zoJS4GqbHgtYADFf3VCXld9cOYnPlHDd8/s1000/RavensburgerGrandCanal10C.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="819" data-original-width="1000" height="262" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtGPk4TfPSOOMg8w81lrUACfLl8sQ-vc3-wi_0hpx0YJCI7ADL2LVwGgVlgKoR25Y95ALGDEvKRr8epl0A6wRPyCYF5MGS_38DWGHE7oivKMmkdSsn56DkGoZy1D-il-oDKKMBLYHAvJ9HXW5xy5caBL0bd3zoJS4GqbHgtYADFf3VCXld9cOYnPlHDd8/s320/RavensburgerGrandCanal10C.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>Although it's been a while since we've posted about puzzles, they never stopped being part of my daily routine. There is something deeply comforting and satisfying about that. So far this year we've put together eleven, missing only a few nights (not counting when we were from home). This is a far cry from 2020's record, in which eleven was merely the fourth quarter! In the face of considerable distraction and just plain life, this pleasantly addictive family habit has (by now) produced a visual record of our interests as a couple. I thought you might like to see what the first 6 months of 2023 has turned out.</p><p>The year began with a puzzle certainly attributable to the big game interest in the family: me. Not to mention a rare lover of cats (not to mention tigers: someday I'll share my tiger skin rug story!). Photographed January 25, this is a very recent acquisition from the Bits & Pieces catalog. The moment I saw it I wanted it.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisPUvUJueCfSMcNYFP7NoK8FNNqIYzrsY_mV5xTK7yNxhJSILzH3rZEHr9ioPNLJu8_yG_2wSOGWOAHrAhdftdWfKX73WY20yMIZZSrjrBZ7SMmbInOgF6qs-73nPSYlAkglrrDdeBJGc1wQ_d9GsrJIS85TTzQ3ksOKl3I7MkOfQCQjLbrs02Z7h9fkk/s1000/Bits&PiecesJungleQueen5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="587" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisPUvUJueCfSMcNYFP7NoK8FNNqIYzrsY_mV5xTK7yNxhJSILzH3rZEHr9ioPNLJu8_yG_2wSOGWOAHrAhdftdWfKX73WY20yMIZZSrjrBZ7SMmbInOgF6qs-73nPSYlAkglrrDdeBJGc1wQ_d9GsrJIS85TTzQ3ksOKl3I7MkOfQCQjLbrs02Z7h9fkk/s320/Bits&PiecesJungleQueen5.jpg" width="188" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bits & Pieces 1K Jungle Queen<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />It was as good as I hoped. Next up, photo'd February 1st, was one that (surprisingly) Geo liked as much as I did. I swear, he is getting more horse-tolerant than I could ever have anticipated! Much credit must go to the painter, John Sloane. Of many puzzle-painters in the Bits & Pieces catalog, I find some I dislike (too fuzzy, too unrealistic) -- and some I love (good detail, good textures). Sloane gets his harness right, <i>bless him,</i> and his horse conformation isn't too bad either.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikk-bJQ4E5yQBhHiskNA1VPCGIQrNg7hOvFqUkREyp_ScFvgYHLAl_WMrPuC6lFASSyJZNyO7k_U6jwWi9c4aVS5KgXfTNAUhHfL5toFBsfqNEUF0QqF48UJ4kri_hv_dG5fcCNF40a6fCj0OCjzThGwZ5BJaBaBY1zRLWw4ClnOvpa5or6wIj-1-g8e0/s886/Bits&PiecesAllAboard8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="886" data-original-width="800" height="470" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikk-bJQ4E5yQBhHiskNA1VPCGIQrNg7hOvFqUkREyp_ScFvgYHLAl_WMrPuC6lFASSyJZNyO7k_U6jwWi9c4aVS5KgXfTNAUhHfL5toFBsfqNEUF0QqF48UJ4kri_hv_dG5fcCNF40a6fCj0OCjzThGwZ5BJaBaBY1zRLWw4ClnOvpa5or6wIj-1-g8e0/w425-h470/Bits&PiecesAllAboard8.jpg" width="425" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bits & Pieces 1K All Aboard<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>Photo'd February 8th is this classic, an image I've known since high school (i.e. ~ 45 years ago). It was painted by Robert Bateman, an internationally famous wildlife artist. However, the puzzle is recent; it entered our collection approximately 8 years ago, almost certainly from Peight's.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQX7oEXZOlH9DVFuYtkC9wUBpLbWsyWYbmQ_1E9E06mWZk1bNSE7CR7CqqSSQCDNImSEQ1LQcyhi8BQ4bAqw3CT6kEW8HZ8vfXjg3HJ5v9_SJaDunK6Ze-HMgEkixR-US6H3cfhHeEOYA0XAj7vp4eOUo3A4_oJWz1TrsUHvFVR45HFLzLxQDFshD_OYI/s900/CobbleHillCoyoteinWinterSage9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="819" data-original-width="900" height="397" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQX7oEXZOlH9DVFuYtkC9wUBpLbWsyWYbmQ_1E9E06mWZk1bNSE7CR7CqqSSQCDNImSEQ1LQcyhi8BQ4bAqw3CT6kEW8HZ8vfXjg3HJ5v9_SJaDunK6Ze-HMgEkixR-US6H3cfhHeEOYA0XAj7vp4eOUo3A4_oJWz1TrsUHvFVR45HFLzLxQDFshD_OYI/w436-h397/CobbleHillCoyoteinWinterSage9.jpg" width="436" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cobble Hill 1K Coyote in Winter Sage<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p> Photographed Feb 10th, this big game puzzle by RealTree was a completely different experience from the Coyote. (Note that the photo date does not mean a puzzle was finished exactly on that date -- only that it was finished <i>before</i> that date.) RealTree thoughtfully provided a poster, something that puzzle makers are now starting to do. But that did not make this one any easier.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZWX_r14S66ap3y5XDL0c35DcceXJu9B2Td_6gaoL8LMOkgkD3M1-YMVTbEVRRGPcODiRf8RMv0v1Hz38BSUuMwBkJ-6WzKjVtRNhTHt_jnVhaAIDcJdCpeFvzv1jVAWmHkjI4Bu_bRwHUnZnkDZpcH3nzW4ptPMVDAHylYCAEx-ETHVfLIHQawUShKYY/s825/RealTreeOpenSeason8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="825" data-original-width="800" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZWX_r14S66ap3y5XDL0c35DcceXJu9B2Td_6gaoL8LMOkgkD3M1-YMVTbEVRRGPcODiRf8RMv0v1Hz38BSUuMwBkJ-6WzKjVtRNhTHt_jnVhaAIDcJdCpeFvzv1jVAWmHkjI4Bu_bRwHUnZnkDZpcH3nzW4ptPMVDAHylYCAEx-ETHVfLIHQawUShKYY/s320/RealTreeOpenSeason8.jpg" width="310" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">RealTree 1K Open Season<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>I remember it as distinctly difficult, taking much longer than 2 days. It was hard but unfortunately not in a good way. The photomontage process blended images strangely, and it repeated texture and color a lot. While my interests undoubtedly inspired the purchase of this puzzle,... from Cabela's I think,... I won't be getting another one of the series.</p><p>Which is a pity, because I love deer.</p><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipyv4POUuQ4KpaGU9BWDFbtApfI8toSPQ2NAZAaizDsuhuoIsZU64TtENBZNGi5wN4DgAzXPK_wLid5tJJAKOu5ltbQgeb1VSDuWN0q9oGG41-8J_XPqM6lJtuYskq_xWKSfuHRL1YgE9YPkn7cbRtAncSN9HCwOevOHgudTWAN5-d39vIx9W_jKDamLI/s900/RealTreeOpenSeason9A.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="642" data-original-width="900" height="353" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipyv4POUuQ4KpaGU9BWDFbtApfI8toSPQ2NAZAaizDsuhuoIsZU64TtENBZNGi5wN4DgAzXPK_wLid5tJJAKOu5ltbQgeb1VSDuWN0q9oGG41-8J_XPqM6lJtuYskq_xWKSfuHRL1YgE9YPkn7cbRtAncSN9HCwOevOHgudTWAN5-d39vIx9W_jKDamLI/w495-h353/RealTreeOpenSeason9A.jpg" width="495" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">RealTree 1K Open Season Close up<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Next, photographed Feb 16th (a more realistic date -- a puzzle this size would normally take a week) is a lovely lake scene. We are canoeists, so this was a natural. This puzzle was purchased, again, from Peight's Store in Kish Valley, within the past 3 years.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisUskyNG-QB4BVL-cSy8ueHIKpjDPguanTnDNf3-rcWkypmw0_rTSNbYUHB1jHA0Ziv96Rg-7SBQm0vlxicpYAOdtSm-jIRx5U0UtabIyNctHQcQWpa85yfIBHqguY9ieFw4s-U4VOaYaUHQcXTB2Oa42dYMU6j-EjpcIkImY7FCPKqpq5vIko0nqyFxs/s800/CobbleHillNaturesMirror8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="744" data-original-width="800" height="298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisUskyNG-QB4BVL-cSy8ueHIKpjDPguanTnDNf3-rcWkypmw0_rTSNbYUHB1jHA0Ziv96Rg-7SBQm0vlxicpYAOdtSm-jIRx5U0UtabIyNctHQcQWpa85yfIBHqguY9ieFw4s-U4VOaYaUHQcXTB2Oa42dYMU6j-EjpcIkImY7FCPKqpq5vIko0nqyFxs/s320/CobbleHillNaturesMirror8.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cobble Hill 1K Nature's Mirror<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Needing a change of pace, for the next 3 weeks I went back to the great Ravensburgers, and tackled a 15-er. I'm not sure when or where this one came from; it could have been in the original Danish stock (1995-6) or the ~ ten years afterwards. Photographed March 8. Clearly I was past the overexposure of this scene from my five-grander puzzle of 2021 -- see <a href="https://timarustarii.blogspot.com/2021/10/the-five-grander.html" target="_blank">the Five Grander.</a> Clearly also, 1500-piece puzzles are in our comfort zone; we start at 500 and go up from there. One-granders (1000-pc) and 15-ers are the most common in the collection.<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpZtd3f3AerCow7toFy-6YIVHwTDN4xJbw_o74Vf_CHqZbg_NOluwu1AearLCx1nsZ32GNbIw2_dVBUzTiuPQFj2hhgjv3sK0ARLKd3u7jLV8rK4bocgXm0NYZoLu3IqL_64N64cXjgMpwdiZ4dTbMS9atA7DjzHjbmCJeC0i89fCVZwMdw-myWICWexw/s1000/RavensburgerSellaPassTheDolomites10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="761" data-original-width="1000" height="244" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpZtd3f3AerCow7toFy-6YIVHwTDN4xJbw_o74Vf_CHqZbg_NOluwu1AearLCx1nsZ32GNbIw2_dVBUzTiuPQFj2hhgjv3sK0ARLKd3u7jLV8rK4bocgXm0NYZoLu3IqL_64N64cXjgMpwdiZ4dTbMS9atA7DjzHjbmCJeC0i89fCVZwMdw-myWICWexw/s320/RavensburgerSellaPassTheDolomites10.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ravensburger 1500 Sella Pass, the Dolomites<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Confusing dates somewhat, this next puzzle was photographed the same day, March 8. I remember it took very little time -- we blazed through it. This little charmer has been in our collection for quite a long while, several decades. It was probably picked up in a Hallmark Store somewhere, possibly in the 2000s. Springbok is indeed a gold standard. You have to know that my husband is a wargamer and has narrowly missed being a collector of tin soldiers. Me, I am entranced at the sheer skill of the sculptor, Ron Hinote. Yes, there's a horse, but it's the delightful historical detail of the soldiers that transfixes both of us. We have worked this puzzle many times: "High replay value."<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5WhnEJ-eH29RIg_syXYXWGyHoXwZqFEQaXzr6DPXb-D7olyfl67Bx12_puyrmSB1tLkAbxgKIdWUUqSOswTq1fqSp_-AFDs0wCrrXuFjU54DQRjKYhtyOW9h_o0wcdlImCgEfHzAPYdqsX4zlsp5pg-z5y9-VJXKDP6OmJ1q5z5UTXJaQme4BO5Fyz54/s900/SpringbokMilitaryMiniaturesRonHinote8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="755" height="557" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5WhnEJ-eH29RIg_syXYXWGyHoXwZqFEQaXzr6DPXb-D7olyfl67Bx12_puyrmSB1tLkAbxgKIdWUUqSOswTq1fqSp_-AFDs0wCrrXuFjU54DQRjKYhtyOW9h_o0wcdlImCgEfHzAPYdqsX4zlsp5pg-z5y9-VJXKDP6OmJ1q5z5UTXJaQme4BO5Fyz54/w467-h557/SpringbokMilitaryMiniaturesRonHinote8.jpg" width="467" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Springbok 500 Military Miniatures<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Next, consuming a little under 3 weeks -- March 8th to March 24th -- came a pair of train puzzles. These we can squarely blame on Geo. I have come to like them, however, probably on the theory that a good puzzle is never bad. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvstHHfMdr0qvlTqg_PLUey_nBLxVuzyktE4FCqaUCMqEf69qT0wDtt5PiwfTSUjbagxtssJEegjkkPuioxmYZISGqcSdKl8Dnoq-bBlSxOJFmhLZXsF_ppUzy9DMrzowWGIR6cpv3CMvU_1w8Us3p_iRS1HaIHLbgyTWNJw57RyI8Yzi3VRLc5Gfy9tg/s800/SunsOutBayouRamos8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="706" data-original-width="800" height="282" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvstHHfMdr0qvlTqg_PLUey_nBLxVuzyktE4FCqaUCMqEf69qT0wDtt5PiwfTSUjbagxtssJEegjkkPuioxmYZISGqcSdKl8Dnoq-bBlSxOJFmhLZXsF_ppUzy9DMrzowWGIR6cpv3CMvU_1w8Us3p_iRS1HaIHLbgyTWNJw57RyI8Yzi3VRLc5Gfy9tg/s320/SunsOutBayouRamos8.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">SunsOut 1K Bayou Ramos<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p> Their colors are exquisite, and Bayou Ramos has birds. Chasing the Daylight features a small light plane, which is what really ties it to Geo, who once was a pilot.<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX7rNw2ORkxlgqYileTOjFO1BjtbECnLjBsInaxRhs-kHw4r1iARX1vHA5_dceA5c1N24tEJb7jBJ44wGl8s6kPE17tIMG_ef2C9X8VbX0IrdXebbXyLvIJbSXZQRTOTfCbGxFIyIHjQrIfJ0h7NUi0yksPunU5GMPH9Tv-_7gd7Vbd3GtuHLVkbqqfZs/s800/SunsOutChasingTheDaylight8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="650" data-original-width="800" height="260" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX7rNw2ORkxlgqYileTOjFO1BjtbECnLjBsInaxRhs-kHw4r1iARX1vHA5_dceA5c1N24tEJb7jBJ44wGl8s6kPE17tIMG_ef2C9X8VbX0IrdXebbXyLvIJbSXZQRTOTfCbGxFIyIHjQrIfJ0h7NUi0yksPunU5GMPH9Tv-_7gd7Vbd3GtuHLVkbqqfZs/s320/SunsOutChasingTheDaylight8.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">SunsOut 1K Chasing the Daylight<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>Obviously the next puzzle, photographed March 24, can be put down to my own desires. We had gotten it over the winter of 2020 - 2021 off eBay (yes! eBay has marvelous puzzles) and worked it in January of '21. Again to my surprise, George liked it as much as I did. This was largely due to its feel. These old Gold Seal puzzles, made in the 40s and 50s, are delightfully thick and overbuilt. If you can find one that has been well-preserved, you are in for a treat. Not only are they strongly made, the picture often has historical value, as I think this one does. It's not all that realistic (the neck-roping lasso is held merely in his hand) but the composition is thrilling.<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPxXJYtFL7Q-OzeG6qjc0Ole5W7jbVxD8oTdiRdIk03TKp0yLkCPl1_QXPk-qlbw44GUiKNIzFaba6izR6TwxN6IScNxH_uJz2fneekOuQoMBowqrB0Tm1hlGHRpUA91a88xwobW8OaWLJZMi4rb8Ixw_qMcvA_yvk3OAe0OlJG1TFfz-kmHQ2evPD5bg/s800/GoldSealPalomino8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="671" data-original-width="800" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPxXJYtFL7Q-OzeG6qjc0Ole5W7jbVxD8oTdiRdIk03TKp0yLkCPl1_QXPk-qlbw44GUiKNIzFaba6izR6TwxN6IScNxH_uJz2fneekOuQoMBowqrB0Tm1hlGHRpUA91a88xwobW8OaWLJZMi4rb8Ixw_qMcvA_yvk3OAe0OlJG1TFfz-kmHQ2evPD5bg/s320/GoldSealPalomino8.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gold Seal 500 Palomino<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>Palomino was a warming-up treat for me, a little taste of quick success before I buried myself in an extremely large puzzle. Somehow one can tell when the time is right to start a truly big one. I knew I'd be involved on this next case for a long time. As it turned out, the puzzle lasted from late March to June 22nd: more than a quarter of the year. One of those months saw no work on it at all, since we were gone -- May, --- the rest went into losing myself amoungst the amazing colors and textures of Friedrich Nerly the Elder's masterpiece painting of the Grand Canal of Venice. Nerly (1807-1878) was born in Germany but eventually moved to Italy and Venice, becoming one of the finest artists of his time. He painted this view several times, using different hours of the day and season. This time (I'd worked this puzzle once before) I researched the artist, a first. You can do that with Google these days.<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha8Z3cDGwPspTjzitdJikod2MEIXfjDloSOCQJMUzru-w8ovL6M0CSAZaCIrBIhVqFvV3K8aXC5zkVJZH71oc9kDFvTsa4kKrzjm2NOEia_ZozFsovZ8ma1rP1RRqMoDhM5NcLFcWaGlUXjYcCvqb3REHlw7GFtrA0PubDHhfxXYIvxstQpCcnmJfzOz4/s1000/RavensburgerGrandCanal10A.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="661" data-original-width="1000" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha8Z3cDGwPspTjzitdJikod2MEIXfjDloSOCQJMUzru-w8ovL6M0CSAZaCIrBIhVqFvV3K8aXC5zkVJZH71oc9kDFvTsa4kKrzjm2NOEia_ZozFsovZ8ma1rP1RRqMoDhM5NcLFcWaGlUXjYcCvqb3REHlw7GFtrA0PubDHhfxXYIvxstQpCcnmJfzOz4/s320/RavensburgerGrandCanal10A.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ravensburger 3K Grand Canal by Nerly<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>This is one of the few times I've shot an unfinished puzzle. Typically this happens with the 3- and 5-granders, the largest ones we possess.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD9sjY_fFtV38rjjAW9M-nDVUHFKrvXQDdFyNKcIuzoIA2aNoomHeUTMpiB726Ovte2X4txYsV1bQvFbhYRW7osELHjsZHVNIv4qruVxr4LXpBBypWEyzHbJe5Ee2W5RX7DOiXL8M7JNTQLR6d-bHKsQTgPsL-92rR1L13WF_fwqHXwdF5UK2_1NdO4Tc/s1000/RavensburgerGrandCanal10B.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="590" data-original-width="1000" height="309" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD9sjY_fFtV38rjjAW9M-nDVUHFKrvXQDdFyNKcIuzoIA2aNoomHeUTMpiB726Ovte2X4txYsV1bQvFbhYRW7osELHjsZHVNIv4qruVxr4LXpBBypWEyzHbJe5Ee2W5RX7DOiXL8M7JNTQLR6d-bHKsQTgPsL-92rR1L13WF_fwqHXwdF5UK2_1NdO4Tc/w523-h309/RavensburgerGrandCanal10B.jpg" width="523" /></a></div><p>Upon its finishing, a large puzzle sits for more than several days. One can't bear to tear it down yet. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbzqAz0Lyr1MwUxWrjYrb1JFGOILbRBYpnb3wWkOdnY2JNIxoMeGs0MPOpVCAEwlnvOyCSAcbK7MWr_MlGKIysIT-Y59KMwCzaPFljazD3bvOzBmtzCZrpyY3L2Y4_0yB--Jvq1M190e0prG6CQpxrb34OKo1tshPRDHwnVPQA0O8KJGTd6E2AKt6li_o/s1000/RavensburgerGrandCanal10C.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="819" data-original-width="1000" height="262" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbzqAz0Lyr1MwUxWrjYrb1JFGOILbRBYpnb3wWkOdnY2JNIxoMeGs0MPOpVCAEwlnvOyCSAcbK7MWr_MlGKIysIT-Y59KMwCzaPFljazD3bvOzBmtzCZrpyY3L2Y4_0yB--Jvq1M190e0prG6CQpxrb34OKo1tshPRDHwnVPQA0O8KJGTd6E2AKt6li_o/s320/RavensburgerGrandCanal10C.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ravensburger 3K Grand Canal<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></p><p>We finished another much smaller puzzle while this one was still sitting. It was another wolf painting. You'll get to see it when I take up puzzle blogging again. Just think: we've got all of 2021 and 2022 to cover! Thirty-one and thirty-seven puzzles, respectively, less the giant 5-grander which I've already blogged about (link above, after picture 7).</p><p>This photo shows the sheer size of a Ravensburger 3-grander. The collection has four 3Ks and two 5Ks. I wish they made 4Ks, but I've never seen one.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ4BcOjq4lxf6bxH7IzYiAx_WY21aFoMjSwJ3YWySxucLqSAwr_zz0rc1hWbvM3BfTsN1g4_DLQK1BO1yx7PPEFDB6Ne6ZWIsRUt-7t4nqvv5tvOj5mPQGCiI5Z9OMFKsvi5FtknBZyKjNe6-i3DvR3DtlVjHLcNuBJBoUno08ZYj8veRXknqI9_TCb50/s1000/RavensburgerGrandCanal10D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="916" data-original-width="1000" height="293" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ4BcOjq4lxf6bxH7IzYiAx_WY21aFoMjSwJ3YWySxucLqSAwr_zz0rc1hWbvM3BfTsN1g4_DLQK1BO1yx7PPEFDB6Ne6ZWIsRUt-7t4nqvv5tvOj5mPQGCiI5Z9OMFKsvi5FtknBZyKjNe6-i3DvR3DtlVjHLcNuBJBoUno08ZYj8veRXknqI9_TCb50/s320/RavensburgerGrandCanal10D.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Here's a link to the fourth quarter of 2020's puzzles, which includes at its end a list of the other 3 quarters: <a href="https://timarustarii.blogspot.com/2022/01/puzzles-fourth-ten-of-2020.html" target="_blank">Puzzles: The fourth ten of 2020.</a><br /></p><p>You can spot a couple of Breyer Buffalo on the end shelves, which should give another idea of scale. I love my buffalo. I conga them. We'll see if BreyerFest shows me another I can't resist!<br /></p><p><br /></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509244029880511769.post-73879761108803979002023-06-15T20:53:00.001-04:002023-10-29T11:29:22.260-04:003 Mink Orders<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9AZlUhS4PlrpeH0T-zkhMTr_-lFCmD4549u_IyuU1AC1sKaiMBjxXEAD5bWbSEMC9ZQzbBrwEJhzOJc9yOMQMrsz2msZP8ljT-ilelY_iyW3XKUavvQOXdFfzDY8QOYA1HaelUdjslbr9DcLBnA2GWn9bNHVRmFo8GA6DpiR6_t8-giU4_RvyDyn_/s800/MayMinks11-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="638" data-original-width="800" height="255" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9AZlUhS4PlrpeH0T-zkhMTr_-lFCmD4549u_IyuU1AC1sKaiMBjxXEAD5bWbSEMC9ZQzbBrwEJhzOJc9yOMQMrsz2msZP8ljT-ilelY_iyW3XKUavvQOXdFfzDY8QOYA1HaelUdjslbr9DcLBnA2GWn9bNHVRmFo8GA6DpiR6_t8-giU4_RvyDyn_/s320/MayMinks11-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>One result of being gone more than a month has been my getting to open 3 Minkiewicz pin and magnet orders at once. I swear it sometimes seems I buy her pins only to <i>try</i> to photograph them...! This post will be one of <i><u>many</u></i> pictures: stickers, postcards, pins, magnets. You'll just have to bear with me. At the end I'm listing some stuff which I plan to offer for sale at BreyerFest (room 612).<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC2--n68mnmMQxgM2F7St7U3UDQsTH8hIBumwlFhHTJP9cB97PBuQpziCXB-T771LjIOp3cbxZdO4zYtRUDwNeua3cz_FQH80ZXSJDv7Mrfr09pwpoctXOQQLi-oAHSTEG6pxo0A-lg_xQ54E6tfrT-ABusBPCGNHlaYH8Ik6PmnC46K4EZ4KtGRxs/s800/MayMinks5-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="542" data-original-width="800" height="217" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC2--n68mnmMQxgM2F7St7U3UDQsTH8hIBumwlFhHTJP9cB97PBuQpziCXB-T771LjIOp3cbxZdO4zYtRUDwNeua3cz_FQH80ZXSJDv7Mrfr09pwpoctXOQQLi-oAHSTEG6pxo0A-lg_xQ54E6tfrT-ABusBPCGNHlaYH8Ik6PmnC46K4EZ4KtGRxs/s320/MayMinks5-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>I have all of the Mink Unicorn pins (below) known at this time. This one, Chargon the Rainbow Obsidian Jeweled Unicorn, sold April 24, has surprised me the most. I didn't think much of him when he was first published: solid grey and chunky, my least favorite aspects. The rainbow effect had been tried in only two pins previously* (Anuksamet and the Marwari) and never before on a border (background). I didn't have any Jeweled Unicorn stickers. So I was reserving my judgement on this drafty, little-headed guy.</p><p>*<span style="font-size: x-small;">Earlier stated as only one, the Marwari. Ed. regrets the error.</span> <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwLHCLSs1YM7atYcXUX1MaxtWRMrzx0PDP4GaB4h902FzfYZnQJf3BKwSWUjCfh2XYRe4j0LgVkt0Z-dOLrn8w5MP3z-dmIwrsDDscAR81KY28uwhqrP8wwlW-pXC0-jaFYnM6YJ7OovMEc2NYHrK9Xcx-de1VI5-ioUfb6xWIvUc8f1MH-Jtqls89/s900/MayMInks12-9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="893" data-original-width="900" height="318" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwLHCLSs1YM7atYcXUX1MaxtWRMrzx0PDP4GaB4h902FzfYZnQJf3BKwSWUjCfh2XYRe4j0LgVkt0Z-dOLrn8w5MP3z-dmIwrsDDscAR81KY28uwhqrP8wwlW-pXC0-jaFYnM6YJ7OovMEc2NYHrK9Xcx-de1VI5-ioUfb6xWIvUc8f1MH-Jtqls89/s320/MayMInks12-9.jpg" width="320" /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And then he arrived, and I tried to photograph him.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX5Mu_vvFeXt4DwmLBH9uTvuy0fhd8k3B_dHuJygjwi4qKpxVm-pKu2BB3hMMQkZSYj8HDRux8sBhOz7dZsVt7KYJ3xNbYsrZog0NZngvR2-BtTssBjS3KIkeZAP1QlVsF-Bh7BjY1mMPjcpzFfOicBTyGz0rNyk9Hd_eFJcnzpY22n-A0AEdxk3WD/s800/MayMinks10-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="683" data-original-width="800" height="273" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX5Mu_vvFeXt4DwmLBH9uTvuy0fhd8k3B_dHuJygjwi4qKpxVm-pKu2BB3hMMQkZSYj8HDRux8sBhOz7dZsVt7KYJ3xNbYsrZog0NZngvR2-BtTssBjS3KIkeZAP1QlVsF-Bh7BjY1mMPjcpzFfOicBTyGz0rNyk9Hd_eFJcnzpY22n-A0AEdxk3WD/s320/MayMinks10-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div></div><p>The above shot is when I realized something new had come into the world. Wowie!! Snap, dazzle, amazeballs!! <i>How did she do that.</i>.. Without ever having wanted to collect the Jeweled Unicorns -- weren't Dancing Horses, Celestial Unicorns, Imperial Unicorns, odd horse shapes and occasional<i><b> </b></i>deer<i><b> ENOUGH</b></i>??! -- I was now well and truly hosed.</p><p>Let's go back to the first order I opened. It was of two magnets. When I started collecting pins seriously, my sticker collection went on hiatus. However, magnets were being enjoyed all along -- they were more display-able than stickers for me -- and this particular offering was of my all-time supreme favorite Celestials. I plumped. I didn't realize until I opened them how large they were: 4" (four inches high or long). This shot shows everything that was in the envelope. The Unicorn portrait head sticker says "Believe!" Like Mink, I have a weakness for glitter...<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqE74Y-vuHxnlbHybbTanC_IG8jH_Ex8jAlS8QjPuqfNcFSiMY9-_6DLF7YuRVQiwO84SVYcd4-vpc7LwpMF3UJOze-sYWRvOU5qGUwWDE0YHYXZpaJr6EIoVpAFQWXL0_4tXINaBhP8hq1uUbEz9eOM9a5ejL76EckVUtEyZLQgjc1aIVTyn9Obtp/s800/MayMinks2-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="797" data-original-width="800" height="319" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqE74Y-vuHxnlbHybbTanC_IG8jH_Ex8jAlS8QjPuqfNcFSiMY9-_6DLF7YuRVQiwO84SVYcd4-vpc7LwpMF3UJOze-sYWRvOU5qGUwWDE0YHYXZpaJr6EIoVpAFQWXL0_4tXINaBhP8hq1uUbEz9eOM9a5ejL76EckVUtEyZLQgjc1aIVTyn9Obtp/s320/MayMinks2-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>Naturally, I had to lay them out next to my existing stickers. Ayerron, the Solar Stallion, had had his horn slightly mangled in transit. But like a true Unicorn, misfortune only gave him more character; and the horn straightened out with use.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcdCzGmu5Q5RY_XOqxAofCCT0G7RWeONwF7N9oIdrAiqHRs6NaQBmp7rELyOoLDdjNujwUqhsGqL4eQfEiXv1Hnl_Jws2fgD4opq2_7fZy6xoZGrFljdJE5RIwLP4b8wczTlNsJo_WzevbpsZmzDYQLk5HTZ7A3oN-AYPffDtvpOnsy8Va7iMvHVhL/s900/MayMinks3-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="608" data-original-width="900" height="355" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcdCzGmu5Q5RY_XOqxAofCCT0G7RWeONwF7N9oIdrAiqHRs6NaQBmp7rELyOoLDdjNujwUqhsGqL4eQfEiXv1Hnl_Jws2fgD4opq2_7fZy6xoZGrFljdJE5RIwLP4b8wczTlNsJo_WzevbpsZmzDYQLk5HTZ7A3oN-AYPffDtvpOnsy8Va7iMvHVhL/w526-h355/MayMinks3-8.jpg" width="526" /></a></div>"Size matters"<p></p><p>Here are the Mystashanis:<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0qyzp0pwYsaCe4rq7pLNL-QWUX2DbL2JlsUog4gYts5T4XiWFO1XiwRVws2Z2qUf5Isld9l7iqYNaYUyfNaLLkt879Z7ZfAtFHl6H-OLeNhctQwPw2uPmI1eqdiWwvhLH0VS1N-ViMDhIR0uiYLUEd-m-Zg5FezYQCphu12bAzejIKEd79-zZgyg9/s847/MayMinks4-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="847" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0qyzp0pwYsaCe4rq7pLNL-QWUX2DbL2JlsUog4gYts5T4XiWFO1XiwRVws2Z2qUf5Isld9l7iqYNaYUyfNaLLkt879Z7ZfAtFHl6H-OLeNhctQwPw2uPmI1eqdiWwvhLH0VS1N-ViMDhIR0uiYLUEd-m-Zg5FezYQCphu12bAzejIKEd79-zZgyg9/w451-h320/MayMinks4-8.jpg" width="451" /></a></div><p></p><p>The second pin was the fourth WindCatcher, Baedonathon. Don't feel sorry that I don't have Zephannon, the first of this series. I honestly didn't want him. I almost didn't want this one either, but something made me change my mind,... we know how that goes... (Perhaps a solid month of birding had something to do with it... the detail on his wings is truly awesome!)</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI8wA9jQkLevj08cZLFOgtj8EBnkNaq61E-yajrX7oCg9qe9LmjG1ybH3Eb5SfLw5ZSUDuljb05A8wEDpgjs-KgtWzstT5iqP_znNWQ-vE0W8a6XTWe0yp5kjUZQzNrsQ5nrrr1PT-WQUSdl5-yjfP-BESMWVftAFCUO54njnAWITzqmvgd4TtBdbG/s965/MayMinks6-6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="965" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI8wA9jQkLevj08cZLFOgtj8EBnkNaq61E-yajrX7oCg9qe9LmjG1ybH3Eb5SfLw5ZSUDuljb05A8wEDpgjs-KgtWzstT5iqP_znNWQ-vE0W8a6XTWe0yp5kjUZQzNrsQ5nrrr1PT-WQUSdl5-yjfP-BESMWVftAFCUO54njnAWITzqmvgd4TtBdbG/s320/MayMinks6-6.jpg" width="199" /></a></div><br />Time for a Gross Loot picture. This is everything that arrived (missing only the above glitter Believe! Unicorn). Remember every pin order contains cards and stickers, sometimes more than one!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeBLwGomcS4N2FbvjWJo2wvemWA7aJzj-YojGvzt5lku0hp5oqrWTIpWpAOLiQ-kAhADthRZgCW4DHSLEI0j73AEQUcvG2Qb4Q4FByv4o3_CnH8wgogOdOtHtnIv3CA9FAmLQjOqeabOf1p05wdY8uNoCWNvROyj4u-i0_6RYVpSxQXsngyrD6Exmr/s910/MayMinks1-9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="910" data-original-width="900" height="389" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeBLwGomcS4N2FbvjWJo2wvemWA7aJzj-YojGvzt5lku0hp5oqrWTIpWpAOLiQ-kAhADthRZgCW4DHSLEI0j73AEQUcvG2Qb4Q4FByv4o3_CnH8wgogOdOtHtnIv3CA9FAmLQjOqeabOf1p05wdY8uNoCWNvROyj4u-i0_6RYVpSxQXsngyrD6Exmr/w384-h389/MayMinks1-9.jpg" width="384" /></a></div><p>A close up. The motto, 'phantasia in nos,' translates as "the fantasy in us." <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho0RjEhTj1FlUjySUCgp0Q_gCuqOghpoI6svW6Usmt3PIanSD7rqdmECNuCGab1adflouC_iewpiys8-Jz3AU833_94myIknzTIgSbUtVQcuLhLanYNFFwmWCu6tiUlC-yzm8EGbdZs6EsmhfT4b28fkesCsqfZeG4J83dwMj8OfmldbTkz7Jm_ktJ/s800/MayMinks7-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="800" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho0RjEhTj1FlUjySUCgp0Q_gCuqOghpoI6svW6Usmt3PIanSD7rqdmECNuCGab1adflouC_iewpiys8-Jz3AU833_94myIknzTIgSbUtVQcuLhLanYNFFwmWCu6tiUlC-yzm8EGbdZs6EsmhfT4b28fkesCsqfZeG4J83dwMj8OfmldbTkz7Jm_ktJ/s320/MayMinks7-8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Lest I ever think I had too many of those glitter-bordered little Cave Pony Pegacorns, I noticed I have them with two different variations of glitter (prism tape!), egad...</p><p>Here's something I've been at pains to display in my sticker scrapbook. The reverse side of Mink's postcards are definitely worth collecting. But you have to have two cards each, at least with the scrapbook I have now...</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHPihDB7Nt60dc0rJ82-iAT3SCOBPZRuzY4o8jBeZhWRHXPhCTmh0abZiLnsGoB3Kb4iI4m0a_eQfag_fLOYT86IcLQ3BtDwrbjLsG27t9cX8jyJE6XgTcVrEa-eVHp589bKawGgxgVw9PxIbVPUEYSsEUzGhi6CDXmpNA3BQZIU8M8kXbX1OSjIcA/s900/MayMinks9-9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="900" height="288" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHPihDB7Nt60dc0rJ82-iAT3SCOBPZRuzY4o8jBeZhWRHXPhCTmh0abZiLnsGoB3Kb4iI4m0a_eQfag_fLOYT86IcLQ3BtDwrbjLsG27t9cX8jyJE6XgTcVrEa-eVHp589bKawGgxgVw9PxIbVPUEYSsEUzGhi6CDXmpNA3BQZIU8M8kXbX1OSjIcA/w518-h288/MayMinks9-9.jpg" width="518" /></a></div><p>And their obverses. Just when you think you've got them all, Mink puts out new ones!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMeHae5zvVVhQGQPJ5qMeM9LUFvxBQ_Q8bosy_jNjiRBkR9Oa7RHPI66BJWENSeUaDR8en-Vp_V2VjoKn3SzIYj0mw9Aq0icVjX4ESJePfqjRjvUPiCs9JheIVMcj3nWwHjbZj-6xvzLnkgzsI4_06drwM2Avq_ZNx6om7Dsr9_rKauPKCkkI-KeG-/s892/MayMinks8-8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="509" data-original-width="892" height="278" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMeHae5zvVVhQGQPJ5qMeM9LUFvxBQ_Q8bosy_jNjiRBkR9Oa7RHPI66BJWENSeUaDR8en-Vp_V2VjoKn3SzIYj0mw9Aq0icVjX4ESJePfqjRjvUPiCs9JheIVMcj3nWwHjbZj-6xvzLnkgzsI4_06drwM2Avq_ZNx6om7Dsr9_rKauPKCkkI-KeG-/w486-h278/MayMinks8-8.jpg" width="486" /></a></div><br />Yes of course I've ordered Kalasin,... And of all the Nouveau heads, this one is my favorite... (yeah, what about that cream white... <i>ahem</i>)<br /><p>We have arrived at the end of this post, and the desire to show off is greater than any restraint or politeness.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzGZe5e9-1EIW3mWdmhYl3e9WXQe108iKQngmzobvNAWQ9CmTJk_iNsAiV5kFsGlcMuGTRSq4Vz_9qQ19m1d1LxZpuZWQuPJNliFTVz3jyeH4C0dH9Ibm0IAu2cQnnTVEKH4BGBYVuOEJ3OQUY5c4zaMVAi7ArFx815T2aRxduDxqWMeSOjrDOezm5/s1000/MayMinks13-10.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="697" data-original-width="1000" height="316" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzGZe5e9-1EIW3mWdmhYl3e9WXQe108iKQngmzobvNAWQ9CmTJk_iNsAiV5kFsGlcMuGTRSq4Vz_9qQ19m1d1LxZpuZWQuPJNliFTVz3jyeH4C0dH9Ibm0IAu2cQnnTVEKH4BGBYVuOEJ3OQUY5c4zaMVAi7ArFx815T2aRxduDxqWMeSOjrDOezm5/w453-h316/MayMinks13-10.jpg" width="453" /></a></div><p> Longtime readers may notice Dulmener is gone. I decided he did not fit; he was a different scale (too big!), too plain, and too, umm, 'chunky' is the word I used earlier. I am not overwhelmingly fond of the Cave Ponies, let's leave it at that. I have a few, though, which have passed through the gate of favoritism.</p><p>See the Marwari below, mentioned above, in the rightmost column, second from bottom. My Dancing Horse collection is missing only two. Maybe at BreyerFest,... I do have some trade bait... <br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGtE5g5zLmDy5ihYqpmS9mLUQXuknPTLP5r_ZQaewiaHUbijL6N-D0iMGZG8ear24h14nngO9EiK_wS6zcKULPubwBND0IIOLEEh9ZuYJpDxZgRAF3UE7_s45Z4WH3P1_EWc74FgOwuG_MUuJj2IqkgxQoc8N696OnSAiuLaqb8mKL30NYu8tGpcwV/s1000/MayMinks14-10.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="931" data-original-width="1000" height="407" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGtE5g5zLmDy5ihYqpmS9mLUQXuknPTLP5r_ZQaewiaHUbijL6N-D0iMGZG8ear24h14nngO9EiK_wS6zcKULPubwBND0IIOLEEh9ZuYJpDxZgRAF3UE7_s45Z4WH3P1_EWc74FgOwuG_MUuJj2IqkgxQoc8N696OnSAiuLaqb8mKL30NYu8tGpcwV/w437-h407/MayMinks14-10.jpg" width="437" /></a></div><p></p><p>Yes, these boards will be at BreyerFest, room 612. Come and enjoy!<br /></p><p>A lot of other stuff will be there too. This list is doubtless incomplete: needlework supplies to be given to a good home; wire and miniature (Cricut) hardware for sale; a Paasche airbrush for sale; my 2 finished Resincasts, Raven and Joritt, for sale, as well as the Peruvian Jaquima; Gerhardt's blue Pegasus tile for sale (unfinished); and a couple of paper Guide copies for sale, signed to family who no longer want them. </p><p>Last but not least, I want to show off what's been done so far on the next book, Advanced Braidwork for the Model Horse. The room will be open mostly in the mornings, and if not, you can always call me and ask -- odds are I'll let you in.<br /><br /></p><p><br /></p>timaru star iihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386974641076054743noreply@blogger.com1