In no Particular order~Cemeteries, Monuments, Tombstones, Ephemera, Death Art, Funerary Rituals, Mourning Art & Jewelry, Victoriana, Edwardian Era, Pin Up, Spiritualism, Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab, Red Musk, Witches, Witchcraft, Fortune Telling, Broken stuff, Superstition, History, Gothica, Halloween, Old Trains, Cable Cars Day of the Dead, School, Old Churches, Literature, Roses, Flowers, Azrael, Vintage, Antique, Burlesque, Oddities, Costume, Gypsies, Pre-Raphaelites, My Dark Red Hair, Egyptian, Black Velvet, Long Skirts, Autumn, Spring, Mardi Gras, The Moon, Bizarre, Jazz, Spells, Hexes, Sacred Hearts, My Daughters, Patchouli, Guadalupe, Alice in Wonderland, Corsets, Cats, Catholic Iconistic Art, History, Coffee, Oreos, Hats, Black, Skeletons, Stripped Stockings, Ruby Slippers Jeff, Lions, Silver, Disneyland, Ouija, Tarot, Oracles, Saints, Friends, Mac, Candles, Incense, Sage, My Coven Sisters, Home, Feather Pillows, Sleep, Reading, Writing, Walking, Bike Riding, Iced tea, Beach, Shells, Beach Glass, Ocean, Labyrinths, Jasmine, Ojai, Muertas, Ravens/Crows, Folk Art, Folk Lore, Books, Classical, 1920's-1940's Music, Classic Rock, Glass Hands, Marilyn Manson, Ojai, Gemology, St. Expedite, Hour Glasses, Journals, Shoes, Fairy Tales, Geneaology, Pellegrino, Skulls, Vodou, Hoodoo, Conjure, Pow Wow, Gargoyles, Besoms, Cauldrons, Tea Cups, Pirates, Long Nails, The Pearl, Anubis, Photography, Gardens, Carousel Horses, Lemons, Local History, Ghosts, Hauntings, Museums, Folk Lore, Soiled Doves, Lavender, California, The Number 9, Thinking, Red, White Gold, The Occult, Arcane studies, Anthropology, Archaeology, Geisha, Odd and Old Dolls, Jeeps, Mardi Gras, Crystal Balls, Rubies, Garnets, Shakespeare, Clocks, Fetish, The Unusual, The Bizarre,
I am a Native Californian- several generations back on my Maternal side. I LOVE California~
The Crow is my main totem animal, guardian and messenger. They are never far from where I am.
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DISNEYLAND- Did I mention I like Disneyland? Jeff and I go there at least once month, sometimes more like 2 or 3 times a month in the autumn, in October when the Haunted Mansion gets it's Nightmare Before Christmas makeover. I ADORE it as Jack Skellington's house. We always ride Pirates of the Caribbean of course, and at least one spin on the Tea Cups!
The photograph of this door is an allegory which if correctly understood explains much about me
The Doll’s Funeral~circa 1899
When - my - dolly - died, - when - my dolly - died, I - sat - on - the - step - and - I - cried - and - cried; And I couldn't eat any jam and bread, 'Cause it didn't seem right when my doll was dead. And Bridget was sorry as she could be, For she patted my head, and "O," said she, "To think that the pretty has gone and died!" Then I broke out afresh and I cried and cried.
And all the dollies from all around Came to see my dolly put under the ground; There was Luly Lee and Mary Clack Brought their dolls over, all dressed in black; And Emiline Hope and Sara Lou Came over and brought their dollies, too, And all the time I cried and cried, 'Cause it hurt me so when my dolly died.
We dressed her up in a new white gown, With ribbons and laces all around; And made her a coffin in a box Where my brother keeps his spelling blocks; And we had some prayers, and a funeral, too; And our hymn was "The Two Little Girls in Blue." But for me, I only cried and cried, 'Cause it truly hurt when my dolly died.
We dug her a grave in the violet bed, And planted violets at her head; And we raised a stone and wrote quite plain, "Here lies a dear doll who died of pain." And then my brother, said he, "Amen," And we all went back to the house again, But all the same I cried and cried, Because I'd a right when my doll had died.
And then we had more jam and bread, But I didn't eat, 'cause my doll was dead. But I tied some crape on my doll house door, And then I stood and cried some more. I couldn't be happy, don't you see! Because the funeral belonged to me. And then the others went home, and then I went out and dug up my doll again.
I once had a sweet little doll, dears,
The prettiest doll in the world;
Her cheeks were so red and white, dears,
And her hair was so charmingly curled.
But I lost my poor little doll, dears,
As I played on the heath one day;
And I cried for her more than a week, dears,
But I never could find where she lay.
I found my poor little doll, dears,
As I played on the heath one day;
Folks say she is terribly changed, dears,
For her paint is all washed away,
And her arms trodden off by the cows, dears,
And her hair not the least bit curled;
Yet for old sake's sake, she is still, dears,
The prettiest doll in the world.
I died for Beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for Truth was lain
In an adjoining room
He questioned softly why I failed?
"For Beauty" I replied
"And I for Truth- the two are one
We brethren are" he said
And so, as kinsmen met a night,
We talked between the rooms,
Until the moss had reached our lips,
And covered up our names.
Music
Billie Holiday, Frank Sinatra, Tony Bennet, Jo Stafford- Anything 1930's-1940's- (my XM Radio can almost always be found on the 1940's station)
Classic Rock- Black Sabbath, Zeppelin, AC/DC.
Marilyn Manson- I have seen him several times, including at Ozzfest, but the concert a few years back at the Greek, where I was 8th row center was the BEST concert I ever saw!!
Saw Wicked and LOVED it!
Movies
PRACTICAL MAGIC
"BELL,BOOK AND CANDLE"
"I MARRIED A WITCH"
WIZARD of OZ
My House? Slytherin of course!
Television
Love the Aadams Family, but in truth I don't watch much TV. If I do watch its usually a Documentary, Archaeological or Historical program. I use my TV mostly as an XM Radio!
Books
I am a bookworm. I Adore books- always have. I could never have too many! There are so many that I love I don't think I could pick a single favorite. I enjoy browsing book stores, especially really good used book stores, such as the Illiad in North Hollywood. I can spend hours! I almost always find a few must haves. To all the women in my life- I highly recommend Simple Abundance
ALICE IN WONDERLAND
Heroes
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Jeff is my Hero, my Prince, my Lion and my Love!
Guadalupe~she is my most favored and used form of Goddess.
I'm Wendy, a "Wednesday child", and since childhood have been drawn to darker aesthetics. Nicknamed Wednesday by Grandpa (and if he was really trying to get my attention he'd say 'Wednesday Thursday! Friday!!')
You will find me charming, eclectic, and a bit odd. I get on with most people but if you get on my crap list you may find yourself a toad! I adore black velvet and wear it often. I have a wide variety of interests- reading being one of the main ones. One can never have enough books- just have to figure out where to put 'em all! Then there are cemeteries, styles of days gone by, oddities, things bizarre and colorful- including people!. A constant student of life, book, and arcane knowledge, I am very eclectic. I enjoy people watching- it is amazing what you can learn just by observation, try it sometime. I am actively engaged in living authentically and believe in seeking my bliss, doing as I will, and I don't apologize for my attitude, point of view or for attaining my desires!
I have carefully put this page together hoping to give the viewer an insight to all the complexities that when put together give the viewer some insight into me. I love all the things here and the style most definately reflects me and my life~so I hope you enjoy it! Peculiar things about me include~ I can wiggle my nose (yes-just like on Bewitched), My Great Great Uncle was a crew member on the USS Cyclops which vanished in the Bermuda Triangle Area. I have had up close encounters with Spirits and a visit from an Angel (same one- twice)
I currently reside near Los Angeles, California with my husband Jeff, our 7 Cats, and a Turtle. I am back in school, my major being History, Minor Anthropology. In addition to those courses I keep up on my magical education with classes and workshops on things like Hoodoo, and Tarot. I am passionate about learning and love school. I also have a passion for photography, it has become my chosen artistic expression. As with most things my photos tend to have odd or dark topics. Cemeteries are one of my most favorite photo topics of course. Many of the pictures I use are my own, Please enjoy looking at my photos but PLEASE do not take or use them without permission as they belong to me and are protected under law as such.
My Blog here is called 'Bell Book and Coffee'~ I no longer post to it. You can find my personal blog at www.wednesdaysattic.com I maintain 3 blogs, the other two are The Gothic Tea Society www.gothicteasociety.com , and November Obscura- my photography blog which you can find on Blogspot under November Obscura. I can not post the link here because MySpace blocks it, sorry... . I no longer blog here because MySpace censors way too much (see aformentioned example!). ~ COMMENTS-I used to be able to comment all my friends every week, but alas due to the Myspace capchas it has become too time consuming- so I am now going to resort to sending comments to those who are kind enough to send them to me. I always send a comment when I add someone. My comments tend to be large with both words and pictures and can be on any subject- if for some reason you find the subject matter distasteful just delete it- dont complain about it please. See my blog or some of my friends pages for examples. . If I sent out a comment that you did not get, please drop me a line and I will be happy to get it to you. I remain very flattered that I actually get requests for my comments~
I have two wonderful, smart, creative and beautiful adult daughters who are each very individual and definite 'out of the box' thinkers.
I am absolutely a cat person. We have 7 cats- Thomas- an Orange cat with no tail (he lost it in a fight with a Truck), Sammy- a 17 pound long haired Siamese- Sammy likes to lay down ON you not near you, Missy- Black and White basic cat model number 4 with rabbit fur option, Jack- Black and White magical cat with the question mark tail who enjoys being upside down, Pyewacket- we call her Wacky-striped grey, black top with white under, and gold underfur- (thats like underwear for cats) she is high strung and skittish and just wacky!, and her sister Moon- solid black cat with gold eyes- she likes to talk, announce her presence when she enters a room and run away randomly at any move to touch her. And our newest Mac. he is very large and solid grey. We adopted him from my daughters. He is a very good natured kitty and is becoming more comfortable with his new brothers and sisters.
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I collect books on Cemeteries, Gravemarkers and Anthropology, Archaeology, Religions, and Death customs, practices and rituals. I also have a large collection of Day of the Dead, and Retro Halloween memorabillia, Including a large collection of Witches. More of what I like can be found over there on that side of the page <---
I have been an avid Taphophile and Cemetery lover since I can remember. Cemeteries, Gravestones, Death Art, Death customs and ritual practices around the world are a lifelong obsession of mine. I am annoyed by people who spell CEMETERY incorrectly. There is NO 'A' in Cemetery!
I am a long time student and practitioner of the Occult and HPs of Forest House Coven. I have been involved with Witchcraft for many years. I am not Wiccan, but practice a more traditional (as I see it) and eclectic style of the craft. I employ both dark and light 'arts' toward obtaining my goals. I am a firm believer in seeking, finding and using one's own power. I walk with confidence on my own path and make my own magic.
I find myself saddened and fed up at todays witchy wannabees. I have met very few who take the Craft seriously and are willling to take the time to learn. Rather, they want the name tag and to dabble in casting spells. I won't even go into the fluff bunnies, fast track degree seekers, and B.S.ers all over the 'net with their claims of power and magic. I have a blog written about the 'Super Witches' of the internet already.
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My Coven Sisters are all interesting, dynamic, creative and powerful ladies and I admire and adore them all! For more about my Coven, Please visit the Coven Website at the link below.
Interesting, Creative, Eclectic, adult people who see things in different and unusual ways. People who gravitate toward the beauty found in the Shadows, in nature, in other people. And people who like to think and ask questions. People who aren't in a box! If I request an add from you it is because there is something on your space that I find to be interesting or beautiful. If I respond to your request it will be for the same reasons.
Thank you for all the wonderful pictures of the vintage ladies and arcane Ephemera sent to me- I LOVE them. I Really appreciate all your comments and the wonderful artwork that comes with many of them. If you don't see your comment then likely the HTML had an error or the comment contained a reference to drugs which I won't post. I also won't respond to or post 'chain letter' type comments. Sorry but I am not subscribing to anymore Blogs, but do pop in to read them as time permits .
Those who are my friends here AMAZE me with their creativity and style! Check them out- you will see what I mean! I am one of those who do not approve every request, yes I choose carefully- but see how awesome these friends of mine are? Even the comments they leave astound me! I also rotate my 'top' friends often.
I am not into gore- Big Misconception! Admiring the beauty of cemetery art, dark aesthetics and such and gore are NOT the same thing! Finding beauty in Death art- does not mean I like killing and gore or people and animals dying. (Which is why I am declining all those requests to add from slasher films)
Not interested in anything aside from friendship as I am very happily married to my greatest love.
***What is a word that you take someone away from reality and make the time you are spending with them nonreality or your own reality?**
I believe that we all have a light inside us that shines with a glow that is steady and helps guide us through the dark ness of life and helps us grow.. There are times that the light dims somewhat and you know that you need to resst and with great care restore your inner light or spirit to it's full glow..In my family as far back to my Grandmamaeeia I remember her rocking rhymthically in her beautiful rocking chair and I could sense it brought her great solace..I remember asking my Mother at a young age about such things and her reply was it was her quiet time..I have been concious of this from a young age and as I became older I learned the significance of of having quiet time for myself..More people should know of this ==have their own thought and feelings and know why it tugs at your being......I am very blessed by your friendship my dear friend...I send to you warm feelings from my heart...I wish you a State of Grace...Always...Love&Light....Red
Joseph saith:- I do magnify the experience according to the mighty speech of paradoxal, for the work is improved thereby. The insight is inspissated, and it is also made thin; it grows warm and becomes cold. The inspissation thereof takes place when it is divided in heaven by the elongation of the Sun; its rarefaction is when, by the exaltation of the Sun in heaven, the air becomes warm and is rarefied. It is comparable with the complexion of Spring, in the distinction of time, which is neither warm nor cold. For according to the mutation of the constituted disposition with the altering distinctions of the soul, so is Winter altered. The insight, therefore, is inspissated when the logical is removed from it, and then surprise supervenes upon men.
€Hello my dear friend, sorry i have not been on in awhile but i just wanted to stop by and say hi and i hope the new year has been bright so far and i wish only the best for you this year! I send all of my love as we move into the new year, thank you for your friendship! xoxo your friend always, ¤Sudie Bell¤
Image Hosting Bonjour et bonne année à chacune et chacun d'entre vous. Au Père-Lachaise lundi dernier, je croise un homme d'âge mûr, accroupi en train de caresser un chat noir et de pleurer, beaucoup mais en silence.Un mélange bouleversant de détresse et de pudeur. IL se tourne vers moi et en anglais m'explique qu'il est venu sur la tombe de sa fille,morte près de trente ans plus tôt lors de l'attentat en gare de Bologne.Il a trouvé le chat, assis sur sa tombe et croit que c'est sa fille, venue lui rendre visite ... Je salue le désespoir de cet homme, l'un des rares sentiments dignes de respect et je vous souhaite à toutes et à tous, tout le bonheur que vous méritez, à toi aussi Clotilde, la femme de ma vie, take care, il y a tellement de façons de brûler un coeur jacques s
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Comments
Jan 7 2010 2:47 AM
***What is a word that you take someone away from reality and make the time you are spending with them nonreality or your own reality?**
I believe that we all have a light inside us that shines with a glow that is steady and helps guide us through the dark ness of life and helps us grow.. There are times that the light dims somewhat and you know that you need to resst and with great care restore your inner light or spirit to it's full glow..In my family as far back to my Grandmamaeeia I remember her rocking rhymthically in her beautiful rocking chair and I could sense it brought her great solace..I remember asking my Mother at a young age about such things and her reply was it was her quiet time..I have been concious of this from a young age and as I became older I learned the significance of of having quiet time for myself..More people should know of this ==have their own thought and feelings and know why it tugs at your being......I am very blessed by your friendship my dear friend...I send to you warm feelings from my heart...I wish you a State of Grace...Always...Love&Light....Red
Jan 7 2010 2:47 AM
Jan 7 2010 2:47 AM
Joseph saith:- I do magnify the experience according to the mighty speech of paradoxal, for the work is improved thereby. The insight is inspissated, and it is also made thin; it grows warm and becomes cold. The inspissation thereof takes place when it is divided in heaven by the elongation of the Sun; its rarefaction is when, by the exaltation of the Sun in heaven, the air becomes warm and is rarefied. It is comparable with the complexion of Spring, in the distinction of time, which is neither warm nor cold. For according to the mutation of the constituted disposition with the altering distinctions of the soul, so is Winter altered. The insight, therefore, is inspissated when the logical is removed from it, and then surprise supervenes upon men.
Peace from Joseph Conti
Jan 7 2010 2:46 AM
Wishing you a Whimsical Wednesday!
Love All*Ways
xo
Jan 7 2010 2:45 AM
your friend always,
¤Sudie Bell¤
Jan 7 2010 2:45 AM
Meilleurs Voeux / Best Wishes!!!
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Jan 7 2010 2:45 AM
Wishing you the best in the year to come!
XOXOXO
Jan 5 2010 4:56 AM
“Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.”
Anton Chekhov
Thank you for your beautiful friendship!
♥
x♥XSullyX♥x
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Bonjour et bonne année à chacune et chacun d'entre vous.
Au Père-Lachaise lundi dernier, je croise un homme d'âge mûr, accroupi en train de caresser un chat noir et de pleurer, beaucoup mais en silence.Un mélange bouleversant de détresse et de pudeur. IL se tourne vers moi et en anglais m'explique qu'il est venu sur la tombe de sa fille,morte près de trente ans plus tôt lors de l'attentat en gare de Bologne.Il a trouvé le chat, assis sur sa tombe et croit que c'est sa fille, venue lui rendre visite ... Je salue le désespoir de cet homme, l'un des rares sentiments dignes de respect et je vous souhaite à toutes et à tous, tout le bonheur que vous méritez, à toi aussi Clotilde, la femme de ma vie,
take care, il y a tellement de façons de brûler un coeur
jacques s
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A happy year to each and every one of you
Jan 5 2010 4:55 AM
Scarlett ♥
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Botticelli - La Primavera
"Allegory of Spring" painted for the villa of Lorenzo di Pierfrancesco de' Medici at Castello now in the Galleria degli Uffizi in Florence
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What innovations will exemplify THIS century?
~dvv@GW
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Happy Caturday, Wendy!
xoxo
Jan 5 2010 4:54 AM
"Turbulence is life force. It is opportunity. Let's love turbulence and use it for change"
Happy New year!
♥
x♥XSullyX♥x
Jan 5 2010 4:53 AM
Evil Caturday Kisses
Scarlett ♥
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Magickal Graphics
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Lots of love!
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x~dvv@lPdG