Graveyard Dirt: Two Worlds and In-between

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!)

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A mushroom-themed spread to tickle the fancy of any fungus-lovin' witch! All three prints are vintage book plates that I'll be keeping in my personal collection (how fucking terrific are those graffiti-tastic fly agarics?), and Italics - chuffed with the unexpected size of the stonerish mushroom box - has already laid claim to the wooden container.

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I'm head over heels for this effin' nature-themed pitcher, but I don't have a fucking clue what I'd do with it*! Handmade by nuns - oh, honey, yes! - it's an overwhelmingly detailed ceramic piece, featuring acorn, oak leaf and mushroom embellishments while sporting a wood-textured surface that, if you're autistic like me, begs to be groped touched with the utmost respect. If the natural world is your thang, and you're looking for a special libation vessel look no effin' further!

Another fungal treasure for your consideration is a pair of mushroom-shaped salt and pepper pots. These cute little mofos are your classic Bolete edulis (aka penny bun, porcino or cep) with their dark, hardy tops and robust alien pod stalks. If you've been following Graveyard Dirt since Harvest these guys should look pretty effin' familiar since we spent the entire season picking, cooking, photographing and writing about them.

* For the record: I already own three or four other "magic" pitchers, and really can't afford adding another one to my collection.

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As you've probably guessed, my secondhand buyin' ass has a huge motherfucking thing for ceramic. I'm sure part of it comes from my mother having been a potter, but a good chunk of my love for clay comes from how naturally inviting it seems. Metal's awesome - I love copper like you wouldn't believe! - but it can be cold, clinical and distant. Ceramic, for whatever reason (perhaps its handmade nature?), wants to be touched, and there's a comforting sense of familiarity - and a sense of occasion - when I use my earthenware pieces.

Pictured in this sun-dappled image is a handmade ceramic goblet with a mushroom emblem, and a lidded toadstool potpourri container that broke in transit. The broken pot we've decided to keep (we're going to fill it with something significant and bury it in my favorite fly agaric hotspot as an offering to the mycelia whose "fruits" I gather every Harvest), but I'm undecided about the goblet. My first inclination was to save it for ritual use (for the consumption of psychoactive mushrooms), but I find myself wavering - I mean, how many fucking ceramic goblets can one witch own? (<- Don't answer that.)

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This next Secondhand Sundays lot might be of interest to the discerning practitioner: cheeky devils, spinning witches and unorthodox ritual jewelry!

The framed print featured in this spread is Arthur Rackham's Serpentine (Fairies Along the Water) (one of his illustrations to Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens). I semi-recently got word that my oldest friend in the world's already expecting (she managed to conceive on her honeymoon!), so this little treasure will probably get wrapped up and sent off as a baby gift.

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Would you believe me if I told you I've spent over a fucking year trying to get my hands on a copy of that spinning witch horse brass? (100% honest truth!) Spinning so isn't my art, so this lovely little vintage piece is for sale. The stag horse brass - also vintage! - is coming straight outta my personal collection (I'm thinning the herd, so to speak), and would look right at home strung up on your holiday wreath, or secured on your Yule Log for a bit'o'ornamental flash.

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Here in an Asperger's-motivated column is a miniature ceramic goblet featuring the infamous Lincoln Imp, another vintage book illustration, an antique (Edwardian era) brass mourning tie pin and a tiny little antique cow tooth charm set in silver. The goblet and pin are for sale (the pin's needle is a bit wonky and needs slight readjustment), but I'm keeping the image and charm.

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Is sewing, stitching or embroidery your thing? Do you work with, or is your matron known for Her needle-wieldin' ways? Then this effin' goblet is for you (and when I say "you", I actually mean "Her"!) This ceramic chalice is one mother of a vessel that could double for a subtle cauldron (yeah, it IS that fucking big)! Perfect little cross-stitch patterns circle the entire goblet giving you one helluva textured grip on this offering/ritual cup.

Also pictured in this image is a crackin' little flower brooch (don't take my word for it, but I think it's meant to be a rendition of the Tudor Rose), and a vintage enamel Aries keychain. The cardinal fire gem is mine, but the enchanting flower pin is for sale.

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A lovely for you: an antique pin featuring a pair of fox teeth capped in white metal. (Gorgeous or what*?) One of the teeth is just slightly loose in its setting (the band of metal in the middle), but it isn't in danger of falling out. With the exception of the jiggling tooth the brooch is in otherwise awesome handmade condition.

* I considered keeping this sweet little mofo, but I really want to learn how to cap and cast teeth'n'bones from my rescued roadkill and the first step towards that is being able to let go of pieces that I'd otherwise create from scratch.

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A lovely for me: a one-horned Sabbatic Goat waiting to get hauled down to the local blacksmith (situated in an old church; no fucking joke!) to get his shed appendage welded the fuck on. It might not be entirely apparent in this sun-washed photo, but this motherfucker's face ain't nothin' BUT character!