Graveyard Dirt: Two Worlds and In-between

Bethlehem Gives Tidings

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"V vyfleyemi novya, (Bethlehem gives tidings,)
Diva Syna porody la (A Son is born to a maiden)
Porodyla v blahodati, (Overshadowed with God's graces,)
Neporochna, Diva Maty, (The pure Virgin, Mother of God,)
Mariya. (Mary.)"

Sviata Vechera Headquarters

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To-effin'-do list(s)? Check. Ukrainian cookery books? Check. One mug of calming tea? Check. Ukrainian music fusing the modern and traditional? Check. First of the best table linens set for Sviata Vechera? Check. 2011's rising Kolach beneath a secondhand Rushnychok? Check.

Holy Supper Participants: Round 2

..and that's the second round of Holy Supper Challenge participants up!

Longest Night

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"Na rukakh trymaye (In her arms, she holds Him)
I Yemu spivaye (And she sings to Him)
Vsemohuchym Stvorytelem (The Supreme Creation)
Yoho nazyvaye. (She names Him.)" - Dyvnaya Novyna

Regardless of the light that illuminates your path, may you find peace, happiness and understanding at the end of your longest night.

Pictured above: The kolach is lit for Sviata Vechera ("Holy Supper") acting like an invitational beacon for our ancestors, relatives and deceased friends to join us in holiday festivities. See also 2008 Kolach.

Holy Supper Participants: Round 1

..and that's the first round of Holy Supper Challenge participants up!

If your ass ain't listed it's because I either 1.) didn't get your email (please resend to graveyarddirt@gmail.com, or feel free to contact me directly through a social networking site) or 2.) am waiting for your name and/or blog address.

PS: I magic chore-whored my way through this job in an exquisitely stoned state; if I effed up any of your shit please don't be afraid to throw a rock at me (although I'd prefer if you'd just email me to let me know, heh).

Holiday-Fucked

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When your ass is clearing out Halloween pumpkins to get ready for Midwinter's Sviata Vechera? You are so totally holiday-fucked.

Holy Supper Challenge

Taking part in the Holy Supper challenge? Please email me ASAP at graveyarddirt@gmail.com! I need to begin building my participant list; no names means no giveaway! (<- Not to spoil surprises, but I got some good effin' shit put aside!)

PS: To qualify for the giveaway you don't have to have your Holy Supper on the 22nd (winter solstice). All I - and your ancestors! - care about is participation. A deadline will eventually be decided upon, but it won't be until January (I'm thinking maybe Epiphany).

The Fuck(ed) Shop

It's true; I've been fucked at the fuck shop. I'm so fucking talented at being fucked that I've been granted two extra fucks this holiday season: body-fucked and Christmas-fucked. (<- I can only assume that the Universe thought my personal rendition of being time-fucked was so spectacularly good it demanded multiple encores.) So, if your ass has been wondering where my ass has been; it's been getting fucked...repeatedly.

By Spit, Blood and Smoke

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Consecration; two parts Old Testament, one part Ms. Dirty.

Foragin' Grit

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Back in July I challenged Graveyard Dirt readers to toss any fungus-related phobia out the fucking door and follow me into the hedges, fields and woods to hunt down one of the safest wild mushrooms to eat: the mothereffin' bolete.

Salve Regina (Hail Queen)

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"All hail, O holy Queen, Mother exceeding merciful;
Life's spring, sweet comfort, our Hope-bearer, all hail."

Midwinter Magic

I'm going to try writing this shit without reaching for a brown paper bag, because, holy fuck, there's less than a fucking month until Midwinter and I already feel like I'm behind on every-effin'-thing. In 29 days Italics and I will be celebrating the loudest motherfucking dumb supper your hellbound ears will ever hear: Sviata Vechera. And, this year, your effin' ass is joining in on the ancestral Yuletide revelry.

Oct 24th - Nov 20th

ETA: The fox brooch, Lincoln Imp goblet, Tudor rose brooch, large ceramic goblet and both pieces of horse brass have been sold.

I've had, like, zero effin' time to secondhand shop, so this very well may be the last proper Secondhand Sundays entry for 2011 (excluding the resale shop edition; it's a whopper that'll require some time to piece together). But that's good-fucking-news because I can finally divert some of my energy into taking proper pictures of the items I'll be selling in the near future. In the meantime, if there's anything that catches your fancy right effin' now, please don't be afraid to shoot me over an email (graveyarddirt@gmail.com) to inquire about the piece(s). (<- In this game it's the ballsy folk who get what the effin' want!)