By now you should know that Mawusi be at Hester Street Fair tomorrow!!!! From 10am - 6pm. Come say hello. If you are unable to do so, I will be there again next week Saturday, June 1st!
I'll also be at BAM Dance Africa Bazaar on this Sunday and Monday from 12 noon - 8pm!
And now, I'm going to disappear and try to finish making things for all these fairs that I went crazy and signed up for.
Have a beautiful Friday.
In particular, dearest New York Public Library card holder, below's what's new on Freegal. I just finished downloading Mvula's "Sing to the Moon" and I am moving onto Mumford and Son's "The Road to Red Rock." If you're a card holder and you do not know how to bleed freegal (all pun intended), see my updated (old) post. There are more new albums on Freegal right now, go find your kind of groove for free. In all honesty, it costs you patience. You get three songs a week. Only. Argh! And when you forget and the week runs away with your songs, it is like ARGHHHHHHHHH
A little about yourself Hi! I call myself Pippi g. Uzunchorap, and people (except for my family) call me Gülbeyaz Bayramoğlu. I am a summer girl born in August 1980. My hometown is Asenovgrad,Bulgaria. When I was 9, my family “decided” to move to Turkey, and we settled down in Bursa (one of the beautiful cities of Anatolia, famous for its mosques, tombs, fabrics, especially silks, Grand Bazaar, candied chestnut, etc.) where I live now. I studied Elementary School Science Education at Middle East Technical University (Ankara, TR). Yet, I am a full time Etsy crafter. I’m single, and have no children. I am the sister of the best brother ever ;), the only daughter of the funniest mom and the wisest gone dad. Lastly, according to me I’m a born-knitter, according to one of my customers I’m “the human knitting machine”! :D I L O V E yarns, words, greens, books, cats (no, unfortunately, I don’t have on…
"Our philosophers are children who are afraid of the Darkness." - François Laruelle
The above quote is from the last assigned reading for my mysticism class (which I'm really going to miss). It's the shortest essay (written in verse) that I've had to read for that class; albeit one of those that one need re-read for a lifetime——and through reading other books and essays on similar themes, eventually start to 'see' what is being said. In the meantime, one feels the weight of something beautiful, and a desire to know it.
So when I got to the quote above, I stopped reading for a bit because it read like something familiar. It seems like the rewording of the fear of the unknown. We all know it, not just philosophers. What tomorrow will bring is a total darkness. One can't see into it, until one is already immersed in its light. I suppose the most common darkness is death because one never knows when it will come and where it will lead. Though, the period…
This is going to be very brief, as it is just a reminder that I will be selling at Hester Street Fair next Saturday the 25th of May and also at BAM Dance Africa Bazaar on Sunday the 26th, and Monday the 27th! Looking forward to meeting you there!!! ^_^
The below picture is from my recent visit to Hester Street Fair!
How COOL is this Jewelry holder frame?! It seems quite doable.
Unfortunately I am unable to find a link to the direct source.
In the meantime, you can entertain your agile fingers into mastering this tassels of joy! via
I officially 'met' Amanda through my shop's Facebook page and I'm so glad I did because she's one of those really cool artists out there who gets the art of the making. I mean we all worry about the selling, but there is something priceless about the making and Amanda gets it. I am so happy to learn so much more about her through this interview and I hope you would too and fall in-love with her beautiful shops A little about yourself
My name is Amanda Marie, I’m 31 years old and currently living in Boston, Massachusetts. I grew up in Upstate NY, right outside of Saratoga Springs, NY;famous for it’s summer horse racing track. Although I was born and raised in upstate New York, I really am a New England girl at heart. I love reading, kayaking, skiing, dogs, the ocean and of course, sea food. I recently began running and have decided to train for the Burlington, VT marathon this upcoming Memorial Day weekend. I’m hoping to run it for all the first responders at the f…
Often I dreamt of that day when I would pack my stupid smelly black trunk with its red half moons. Often, I dreamt of that day when I could eat all my provisions to make my wooden box lighter. I would pack both my wooden box (for provisions) and trunk (for school clothes) and hop on the bus from sleepy Cape Coast, and its strict boarding school, to home in Tema. Where the happy noise is, and where my wonderful Nana cooks heavenly——no more gari! The blissful vacation days! Bliss here meaning sleep, sleep, sleep and not waking up at 5am, or sharing the bathroom with so many freaking girls! That dream kept me going during the long school months. Then it would come, and I would go home. But after about two weeks at home, I would find myself missing school so terribly. Crazy!
This has been the state of my life so far. Wanting, and living for something only to receive it and find myself completely unimpressed by it. Or wanting to go back to the time when I desired it because I burn more …
It's been three years now since I bought this dress at the Century 21 Grand Opening here in Queens. So I got this crazy prints and studs maxi for $16.99. We've been loving every summer since!
Adjustable Hair Band & Bracelets - Mawusi
Scarf - My mother's closet! (Happy Mother's day, Ma!)
Belt - Forever 21 (Many seasons past)
Sweater - Daffy's (When it existed)
Bag - Pippi's Longstockings (I LOVE, LOVE this bag!)
Shoes - Zara (Yes, I know you can't see them, but believe me, they are fun and orange)
To keep stress down, I thought it would be a great idea to keep Mawusi closed until school is over. That didn't work out! Though I did have some peace for the days that I was gone, I am happy to be back...but not fully back until June. Remember how I had to reopen last weekend for that cool interview with Accra [dot] Alt ! Thank you so much Sionne and Mantse! Now, I have something exciting lined up with BGLH! More on that soon. Also, there's something really, really exciting in relation to Mawusi that I'm going to shhhhh about for a little while because I don't want to jinx things with my very big, big mouth! Oh how I want to tell you so badly! Okay soon. Very soon.
I am behind but Mawusi is finally on Instagram! WhoooOOOooOOOOoooOOOOoo ^_^
Now, dearest New Yorkers, please do not forget to come show some physical love to the bright beautiful, and very well hand crafted pieces that will be displayed to your heart content on the Saturdays of May 25th and June 1st at …
Very quite, that's what I've been these past two weeks. In this place where everything is...I don't know. I haven't been dramatic -- as I can be very much so when I am excited. I haven't been depressed. I know that feeling. I've just been quite. Like every thing got muted and I've just been floating through time. The spell started to break yesterday. I think it had something to do with the rain. Today, I heard myself talk in my classes and I felt there was something wrong. I realized, as I walked home after school, that there wasn't anything wrong. It's just been a while since I heard myself really talk. It's been a while since I tried to explain anything to anyone verbally. These past few days, I've been getting my head to shake in all sorts of directions as a form of communication; monosyllabic words have been my friend. School is almost over. Next week I will submit a draft for one class. Next two weeks I will submit my final paper for t…
I read about Life magazine in my History of Photography class in college. And somehow Time has replaced it in my head. Though I don't have a single copy of Time, I am about to in a most interesting way. Very excited about this.
All the same, how interesting is the title of this new issue! There are some very interesting comments made on their Facebook page about it. More reasons why I am eager to read this one!
I have this desire to travel every continent of the world with no other than my Karma (camera) and a backpack. I would love to go where the tourists don't. Spy on the people in the circles of their traditions...
I loved that it rained this morning. It's been a while since I woke up to the sound of rain. Have a beautiful Wednesday.
Omiya is one of my favorite shops on Etsy -- one of my top five favorite jewelry shops on there. So to have Osnat, the genius behind it all here, is a treat! A little about yourself My name is Osnat. I am happily married and have two great, joyful and active children (a boy and a girl) as well as one noisy but beautiful cat.
What is your Craft story?
I dream up my designs - while asleep but sometimes when I am awake too :-) They come to me when I watch commercials on TV, when I prepare sandwiches for my children, and at other unexpected times. Our home is full of small sheets of paper with illegible drawings to anyone but me. Then I go into my studio and work on gemstones and metal combinations into surprising results.
How did you come to be on Etsy, do you sell anywhere else or would you like to?
I was selling my jewelry through art galleries for the last two decades, mostly in Israel and a little in the United States. My husband kept telling me that there is a new on-line world out there,…
Getting a little abstract today. I will try and keep it short. I was talking to my mother a few days ago when she decided she was going for a walk. I started thinking of seeing her there and not seeing her, although I would continue to see and so would she. I started thinking of how separated we are and wondering if one ever belongs to anyone, or even to one's self.
It seems to me that we belong to everyone and at the same time to no one. Not even ourselves. Is this what binds us then? Is this why we are alone but not lonely? Is my inability to understand you a virtual bridge which connects to your inability to understand me, and unite us in our inability to fully know ourselves?
The people I have come to know have always passed through my life, as I pass through theirs. Not to a fixed destination. There seems to be no fixed destination in life, just passings. Passing as a continuous process of knowing one person today and another tomorrow, or meeting the different characters o…
The Sweater doesn't look anything like it did when I got it.
I have removed the collar, crocheted a bit around there so it doesn't look like it's missing something, repositioned some buttons, added a few new button holes and now I think I might leave it as it is.
1. Scarf - Thrifted
2. Dress - H&M (Many seasons past)
Tights - Marshalls
Sweater - Daffy's (When it existed)
Bracelets - Mawusi
Shoes - Gift
Have a beautiful weekend!
Two weeks ago, I did a fun skype interview with Sionne and Mantse of Accra [dot] Alt on Mawusi. I am not very good at talking about things. I tend to jump from hoop to hoop. I don't know how Sionne managed to make any sense of what I said. Please read it on their awesome blog.
Originally, Mawusi was on vacation so I won't have to worry about all things Etsy as I fumble my way through school, but I've opened shop again because of the feature. It would go back into vacation mode coming Monday.
And, I am on twitter! Catch up with mawusi @Mawusiii
Have a beautiful Friday!
P.S I was at Hester street fair last Saturday and stumbled into the lovely Nasozi of OSxN (Etsy) Almost brought all these pillows home.
Every now and then it happens that I write the papers before I read the instructions. I don't know how it is that I do this, but it is not the first time. You would think that by now, I would have it programmed somewhere in my good old brain, a neon sign that spells very boldly "READ THE INSTRUCTIONS."
Oh man. Yesterday felt funny. Imagine my face when I got my papers back only to realize that I have been foolish in that inexcusable way - again.
There's a symphony to getting bad grades on papers -- along with a humble pie -- it goes something like: You suck, you suck, you suck!
Very well, life goes on, or so they say. Read 'em instructions, man! Don't be a Jane.