This is a window into the stuff that goes on behind what we think about it & even if we were all to disappear tomorrow it would go on without even noticing except to comment now & then that it was quieter today than usual...
These animals made my grandfather. The cat is a museum replica of an Egyptian cat, the dog he often saw from the window on the backyard of his workshop.
He made a model of wax and then a mold for brass casting. They are unique.
I don't own them, but I could make these photos some time ago.
He was a goldsmith, made finest jewelery (granulated), coined commemorative, made large friction work and foundry.
Sometimes (but early) me encounter his works in web-auctions or galleries , because the clients are dead since a long time and someone sells this jewelry. Things, what I never saw before ... and in some churches there are tabernacle, crucifixes and chalices from his workshop.
When I knew him, he was retired, but he has worked until recently, he died in 1987 with almost 94 years. His work was his passion.
I have most loved him from the family, because we were essentially related.
As a child I stand many hours next to his working bench and watched his work.
Sometimes he tells me something, but mostly he did not want to be disturbed.
I saw many beautiful things occur, it often took weeks, and he often said: when you grow up, you'll wear this jewelry.
All my life I've waited for this moment...
The truth is that I have never worn these things, I have never seen them again!
After his death, mother that all assumed and kept it under wraps.
I often I have wished, I could wear a piece of jewelry to an especially cause and then give back - that would have been vivid memory of him.
But she kept everything closed from me and I have never seen since childhood all these wonderful things.
And she just said: you get that soon enough!
And now she gave all away to a museum.
I could not look at and I only saw two big boxes full of wrapped parcels.
I can understand their intention, that things are preserved for eternity, but I have so very wished to wear something of them.
Now I'll never ... she has completely given away all things!
We always had a very simple, modest life, not to say: a poor life.
We never had a car, could not travel, gave up very much, sometimes as children no food.
My today's life is similar again.
Living from one day to the next, often worries, waiver for obvious and needed things, no safety, no reserves. Always count every cent and need all creativity for a working daily life.
If there ever was in our family a kind of wealth, something valuable, then it was this treasure - my grandfathers work. Such a big and wonderful treasure!
And now that all is lost for us, she gave it away (for nothing).
And I never will see all these things -
I can only hope they show it publicly in the museum, as most things they store in magazin...
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Remembering like I as a child so often pressed my nose against the window of shops and yet never got all the beautiful or sweet things ... I payed the last Euro of this month for these donuts.
They were lowered, I could not resist! Normally I don't buy such things.
I ate pink donuts yesterday at first time and they are so delicious!
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The last two books, what I've read.
"Four to score" of Janet Evanovich (what a trash, but I've enjoyed it!)
and "The fifth word" by the German artist Gottfried John.
It's a very good book, but I think, it's not translated.
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A selfie with our friend (middle) in the forest.
We wanted to go to a lake for a swim, but the water came right from the top.
And because of thunderstorms we turned back. Well, that's life...
I hope we can go again - I very wish I could one time in every summer
swim in the lake (mostly it's not possible for me)
It's always difficult to find time together, I am often very clamped for mom....
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Some impressions of the renovated home, the decoration is still a work in progress.
I say Good bye with an Lithuan Folk song
(I don't understand the words, but it sounds so beautiful for me)
When my great-uncle August was in his twenties, he left Iowa & went to study cake decorating at the National Baking Institute in Chicago. He learned everything from spun sugar decorations to ice sculpture. He went to school for 2 years & when he finished, he went back to Iowa & worked in the family bakery. Except for the odd wedding cake, he never used the fancy stuff he learned. He was in charge of yeast breads & cinnamon rolls...
it's time again for Friday's Five with Tanya and Amy.
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The good news at first: we had very yummy sweet cherries.
Picked from a wild cherrytree at the edge of the forest.
I know this trees since a long time, but without a car we cannot reach them and I've not eaten cherries since many years. At the market they are to expensive to buy...
Thanks to our friend with his car we were able to pick cherries.
They are small, but very sweet.
This is for me one of the classical summerjoys and I am very grateful.
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For one week I get the daily newspaper for free. That I call comfort of life.
I like newspapers (on paper, not diigital).
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My old wooden desk is finally white now.
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The last weeks were very busy, full of mess and unexpected incidents.
I still not finished to organize things back in the home, to put all at the old places or find new places for somethingthing.
Begun to clean the house, but the vacuum cleaner is no longer working. Silly story!
I have a dust allergies, it's not funny for me to do it with the broom -
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Mother suddenly saw in the right eye nothing more, but luckily it was not the begin of an infarct, only an impact of advanced cataract. Surgery will be in september, until then is a difficult time for her.
And other concerns...
Have a nice weekend all, enjoy the summertime.
Today I say Goodbye with a song about fairies.
(When I'm always dreasming of summer holidays, maybe, I should go to the forest, be quiet and silent and watch for them - - - ? )
