FLY AWAY, MONDAY BLUES!

Facing the Monday of calendar week 38 of 2017 with a horrible head cold could easily have deflated all my creative survival instincts – if I didn’t have reliable, realistic friends who help me see every attack of germs or energy-vampire fellow human beings as an invitation to do a slow pirouette, blink twice and find the other options of looking at the current problem.

Looking at the full 360 degree spectrum of challenges life serves us, even without a preparatory pirouette, opens up so many possibilities of spring cleaning the physical and mental baggage we unknowingly treasure as necessary for our survival. The false security of habits and addictions we hide behind needs to be dusted and rearranged, or at least labelled for future action, if they are not to drag us down.

Thus I attack my Monday challenge with a re-labelling action.

Living in a lovely corner of Europe where Switzerland, Germany and France meet, greet and cross-pollinate merrily, one becomes accustomed to hearing, speaking and dreaming in whichever language best fits the situation. A rather marvelous side benefit of living in an area where German, French, Italian and English co-exist mostly peacefully is that the brain comes up with alternative translations for even the simplest everyday subject.

Enter MONDAY:
my defusing of the MONDAY CACTUS involves starting at the root of the problem. As a big problem faced in smaller sections seems more manageable, I came up with a simple re-translation of „Monday“.
Let’s read „mon“ in French = MY, and then leave „day“ English, one arrives at a far more inviting „MY DAY“.

Every good action needing the fitting theme song, I have come up with „THIS IS SO MY DAY!“ sung to the tune of Paul Anka’s „MY WAY“ tune.

Reminder of the lyrics:

And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I’ll say it clear
I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain

I’ve lived a life that’s full
I’ve traveled each and every highway
But more, much more than this
THIS IS SO MY DAY!

Regrets, I’ve had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption

I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this
THIS IS SO MY DAY!
etc.

To help you visualize the Monday blues and make it, and ALL its‘ soul-drenching relations FLY AWAY, I include pictures of jewelry & Info shared by my friend Helen Bickers. Her text in italics.

I have a file of “wing” jewelry, a popular motif. This thing is the acme! It’s a wind up brooch, the diamond star rotates and flashes. The tacky/cool ration is incalculable. If you’ve ever read Nancy Mitford’s Love in a Cold Climate 1949, there’s a character who wears a clockwork brooch with a rotating diamond, a symbol of tacky excess. I always thought it was fantasy. Nancy got around, I wonder if she had heard of this guy?

 

 

About
Diamond, pearl and enamel automated turban brooch (sarpech) attributed to Garrard, circa 1910. A gold and silver turban brooch composed of a central circular case with rotating mechanism set with one central cushion shaped old mine diamond in a silver claw setting with an approximate weight of 0.80 carats, above a pair of eight rayed stars which when wound rotate in opposing directions set with fifty two round rose cut diamonds in silver bead settings, the cover of the case in dark blue engine-turned enamel encircled by a single row of thirty six pearls in bead settings, the case also set to top and bottom with twelve round rose cut diamonds in silver collet settings on individual rays, and flanked by two double tiered wings set with one hundred and forty two round rose cut diamonds in silver topped gold bead settings, all two hundred and six rose cut diamonds with an approximate total weight of 5.34 carats, the reverse mounted with a gold hinged pin and scroll clasp, the reverse of the case with a hinged winding latch, engraved with a crown, and with an approximate combined diamond weight of 6.14 carats.Formerly belonging to the estate of Maharaja Yeshwant Rao Holkar II (r. 1926-48) of Indore.

Here the same form worked in two different types of enamel – If it sells, why not?


(wing enamle opal diamond skinner)

 

Flying opals were popular

(wings opal gold diamond wings)

Carl Giuliano’s workshop turned out this interestingly colored zircon number.

(wings giulianoenamel zircon)

Also from Giuliano, a lacy design centered on a mabe pearl

(wings mabe pearl enamel giuliano)

Giuliano star sapphire

 

Ruuuuubies diamonds and a big ol ‘pearl

French peridot 1880s, they were turning out some amazing metalwork detail

Green enamel & amethyst

 

Belle Epoque graceful diamonds

This one is about to achieve liftoff! It looks to be an aigret.

This is 1900 cupid not at all aerodynamic

(wings enamel baroque cupid 1900)

Heart shaped moonstone, 1890s

Boivin sapphires 1935

 

Paul Flato made a line of shoe brooches – these ones inspired by Mercury

 

WHEEEE Horseshoes!
ARE YOUR TOENAILS STILL PAINTED PINK?