"That" girl's reflections.....

My June Give-Away on Facebook

2010-06-02T17:45:00.000-07:00

Add/Fan Like Peter Design on Facebook and write a comment on the wall to be entered to win this handcrafted fine silver necklace with fire bead charm! I mean really.... who doesn't like free stuff!!!!

Find me on Facebook!

2010-05-16T01:51:00.000-07:00

Add me (Like Peter Design) on facebook. I will soon be doing my first give-away! You can also keep up with what is new in the shop!

~tmar

Finally, Like Peter Design, is Open!

2010-05-10T20:03:00.000-07:00

My jewelry and accessories site is finally up and running! I know, I know, it's about time... I really enjoy making and creating and am glad to finally have my hard work out there in the public eye. So come check it out! Thanks to everyone who supports handmade!

http://likepeterdesign.etsy.com/

Dear Lillie Give-Away!!!

2010-05-05T10:52:00.001-07:00

Dear Lillie is one of the absolutely most gorgeous & whimsical sites I have ever seen. I am a bit biased because it is my cousin's site but I think if you take a look, you would definitely agree! They have gorgeous woman's clothing, lovely baby tutus and beautiful wedding accessories just to name a few. And now is a great time to stop in and visit their blog because they are giving away a $100 gift certificate! I am so blessed that I have such a wonderfully talented and creative family. Go check them out you will be glad you did!

http://dearlillieblog.blogspot.com/

Haute Whimsy Give-Away!!!!

2010-04-11T09:09:00.000-07:00

I Love Lisa's work and I think everyone else would agree how cute and personal it is. She is having a give-away and the winner will be picked April 19th. Go check her out!

Lisa Leonard Designs is offering a $50 gift certificate to one lucky Haute Whimsy reader!

http://www.hautewhimsy.com/

It's almost here...

2010-04-10T23:35:00.000-07:00

I know it's taking me forever but I will have my Etsy store up and running in the next few days! This is so exciting for me!

Wee Pieces

2010-04-06T22:20:00.000-07:00

Here are some of the smallest pieces in my collection. Coming soon!

Vote to help kids with their creativity!

2010-04-05T17:00:00.000-07:00

Coming soon

2010-03-19T16:13:00.000-07:00

Here are a few of my new pieces.

Sneak Peak #2 for Indie Revolution

2010-03-11T19:50:00.000-08:00

The show is this weekend. So very excited!

Sneak Peak #1

2010-03-07T20:22:00.001-08:00

Here are a few pieces I have been working on for a show next weekend. The Indie Revolution will be in St. Louis, Mo March 13-14. http://revolutioncraftshow.com/

Here are some fun Mood Beads, they start out Green and depending on your body temp, they turn purple!

March rushes in.

2010-02-28T20:51:00.000-08:00

March is going to be a very busy month. I have been feeling quite a bit overwhelmed these last couple of weeks. I am in the process of opening up an etsy site with a friend and in doing that am putting my own jewelry business on the back burner. My jewelry is where my passion lies. The other site will be fun but it just isn't where my heart belongs full-time. We have a show coming up, March 13-14 at the St. Louis Artist Guild. I am very busy with trying to get everything done in a limited amount of time. It's days like this that I have to remind myself to take a step back and remember to enjoy the process. Life is good, I really shouldn't be complaining. xo.

Working with Silver

2010-02-03T21:05:00.000-08:00

I just took my first classes in PMC. I think I have found my new love! Silver work is so therapeutic for me. I am so happy to have found another creative outlet!

New adventures...

2010-01-24T20:33:00.000-08:00

I love days filled with adventures......

Never too early for V-day!

2010-01-18T16:45:00.000-08:00

Here is the new soap Janelle and I are making for Valentine's Day!

Dear Math,

2010-01-12T22:48:00.000-08:00

Dear Math,

I just wanted you to know, it's on. I am officially announcing that we are arch enemies. You'd better watch your back.

Sincerely, Tmar

Christmas & New Year's This and That

2010-01-10T00:09:00.001-08:00

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I love making these raspberry tarts.

New Years in North Carolina

My favorite person.

Somewhere between Hollister and Raleigh.

Raleigh. So close to my favorite little used bookstore

The art of embellishing...

2009-11-20T10:12:00.000-08:00

I love knitting scarves and sewing little embellishments on them. It just adds so much.

I just finished this one last night:

It's that time of year again....

2009-11-18T14:24:00.000-08:00

I am so happy that I decided to collaborate with a friend this year for the Rock N Roll Craft Show. Which in turn will just be the first of many shows to come together. Nell is my oldest and truest friend and I am happy to be embarking in this with her. I operate under Like Peter Design but after the 3 shows we are doing this winter we will be going through a name change and opening a shop on etsy. I cannot wait!

2009-09-20T10:50:00.000-07:00

Lovely finds on a dreary day....

Repairs.

2009-09-11T13:02:00.000-07:00

Simply put, I cannot take what I need. This taffy pull is out of my league. And the melody has us all swaying in the stillness of complacency. This is not a sympathy plea. It is an all out cry for mercy in a time that is broken. We are being held together by chewed up pieces of cherry bubble gum. I am in search for some kind of miracle to bind us, sins and all. I cannot take it, you have to be willing to give me a hand. In all of the panic and chaos that goes on in our heads and dreams, standing and swaying will not cut it. No time for blowing bubbles.

Noise.

2009-08-19T08:21:00.000-07:00

I love sounds. Except when there is too much noise.

No Control.

2009-08-12T20:53:00.000-07:00

As I sit here squeezing the vain bulging out of my foot, I ponder on how I have taken on this maternal role. It is so out of character for me. It has been a little over a year since my mother had a heart attack and stroke. I think I held my breath the first few months, not daring to breathe. Then I eased up on myself realizing that I really had no control at all. 'Whatever will be will be' someone once said. How true. Tonight my mama isn't feeling so well and every bad thought has rushed through my mind. Not so long ago my mother and I did not have much of a relationship and now she means the world to me. I just want to hug her and tell her everything will be fine. I want her to be around for many more moons. Hopefully I don't pop this vain in my foot and I will too.....

beginnings

2009-07-30T16:38:00.000-07:00

she ran and ran and ran.

torn, stained dress. her favorite.

smeared dirt crawling up her legs.

matted hair upon her neck.

lustful days of beginnings.

Taken for granted....

2009-07-21T14:33:00.000-07:00

In the most simplest form,

the impact should be lasting

but
rarely is.

2009-07-11T22:52:00.000-07:00

Just Be Still.

The Story.

2009-06-10T08:07:00.000-07:00

I want a story that works just the way it is. I will always be one of the silly girls. Most likely, I will never see it coming. It is better to live this way. For me at least. I can't force anything, You,Me, We just need to be allowed our own paths. If it is more freeing for you to walk off of my pages then as much as it may hurt me, you must do it. I can't let you drown just so I may breathe. And then again maybe you will see that I am your story to tell. One can only wait to flip the page and see what happens next. I truly hope for a beautiful ending. Either way this is just one chapter in our story. There will be more.

Lessons.

2009-06-01T19:20:00.000-07:00

You continuously kick my feet out from underneath me.Beg me to learn some mind-blowing lesson.As I watch the blood trickle down my legs,I continue to kneel.There is broken glass under my flesh.You advise me to rework the glass and flesh into a new masterpiece.I pause as I chase after my breath.You are right.I know this craft much to well.And I will scoop up the remnants of my tangible soul,slowly standing,wading through this lesson.

Stinkin' Hairy Legs.

2009-04-23T20:54:00.000-07:00

I WILL wax my legs. Tonight. They deserve it.

Knowing Love.

2009-04-02T14:58:00.001-07:00

I guess I never really did know what love was from the very start. It has changed me in a way that I really like. I am almost scared of the outcome but so willing to stick it out. I know he is scared too. But I think if we can grow and learn from eachother and those around us we will be fine, more than fine. I think I am right where I am supposed to be. Happy and nervous and delighted and scared.....

Because

2009-03-29T00:14:00.000-07:00

I love you just because.

Because I want to make you a sandwich.

Because I turkey kiss you in public.

Because I don't mind getting up early to talk.

Because.
Because.
Because.

No Boundaries.

2009-03-09T22:36:00.000-07:00

Sensitivity that has no boundaries can cause a rift among the masses.

My silence falls on deaf ears anyway.

Swallow.

2009-02-20T16:45:00.001-08:00

Choking.Desperately trying not to bite my tongue.There always seems to be a little bit of blood in my mouth.Spitting it out does have it's consequences.I have learned The hard way.So maybe I should swallow the drops of bitter iron.Leave no evidence of words gone wrong.Desires unseen.Yes.Maybe I will swallow.

You.

2009-02-04T00:01:00.000-08:00

I don't know how you found me or even how you woke me up
but you did.

Going back....

2009-01-20T08:25:00.000-08:00

.....to school. I swear I will be in school for the rest of forever. If I hadn't dicked around when I was first in school and took more than just art classes, maybe just maybe I wouldn't be starting my 20th semester today........

blah.

And to....

2009-01-18T15:44:00.000-08:00

To want and to have
and
To lust and to need
and
To grow and to feel
and
To ache and to know
and
To love.

The intensity at which I feel things
is sometimes maddening.

Season of The Boy.

2009-01-09T22:57:00.000-08:00

I should try to write a little bit everyday. My mind is stuck on someone and I feel like that's all I want to write about. So please forgive me while I am in the season of The boy.

We have all been here.
Some linger longer than others
and some just flirt with desires
for but a moment.

I think I will linger.

LOVE.

2009-01-08T00:06:00.000-08:00

Tonight was a lesson learned in hurt.
I can't say it, so you thought you would.
I can't make sense of it, I only know that I can't digest it.
I want to scream but of course I won't.
I am not built like you.
It's not that I don't want to say it.
It's that I am just not there yet.
How could you take that away from me?
Yet there you were,
stealing the most important words that I have to give.
And yes, that hurts.
More than you will ever know.
Nothing can just be mine.
So forgiveness will be what's left of me.
Because that's how I am built.

2009

2009-01-02T09:16:00.000-08:00

I drift in and out of this filmy daydream.
I see how it was, how it used to be.
I collect my tears in a dusty old mason jar.
The salt water turns muddy as I swirl my finger in it.
I know now that I can dump this jar down the drain.
I rebandage the wounds my heart has been collecting over the last year.
They will go away with time if I allow the healing process to begin.

Today is a new day, I am lucid and directing my own dreams.

Tissue & Mass

2008-12-23T08:00:00.000-08:00

If you could take me by the throat - choke the nonsense right out of me.

Make me see the staples that hold - layers of tissue and mass and humanity and mortality.

Would my eyes burn a thousand watts - manifesting that I understand energy's plan.

I wonder if you will ever - release that grip.

thought #836

2008-12-06T23:22:00.000-08:00

I get apprehensive.

Will you like me as much as I like me?

That is the question.

Which really isn't asking much.

Will I give you a reason to stay?

Is there anyway to enhance my odds?

I want to say I will do anything,

But I won't.

I will continue to bite my nails.

Hoping I am good enough.

For you and me.

I know you have thought about it.

2008-12-02T21:31:00.000-08:00

Have you ever wondered what kind of art artist's adorn their walls with.......

..........the wait is up

post-modern butterflies.

2008-11-30T19:03:00.000-08:00

Oh, to be fluent in some prehistoric language.

Maybe then I could speak my heart.

Never to stumble over crumbling eggshells

or

drop from enormous boxes of metal in the sky.

Oh bible scriptures....

2008-11-25T15:57:00.000-08:00

My mama just paraphrased a bible scripture to me and said, "If you don't hit the kid, you don't love them, so you are very loved Tamara!" I think it was a scripture in Proverbs. Can you even believe that.... My Mama is so funny some days.

Chafed Yesterdays.....

2008-11-24T12:26:00.001-08:00

my eyes are burning from looking at you all night long.

my hands, well, let's just say my hands got a work-out they were not expecting.

everything ends up last minute.

Il mio nuovo desiderio del Internet

2008-11-22T04:39:00.000-08:00

There's this guy.....

To be continued.

Untitled.

2008-11-08T11:50:00.000-08:00

I have just begun to work on a new series. I am finally feeling motivated. Thank God.

thought #776

2008-11-07T02:40:00.000-08:00

I am who I say I am.
Well at least for today.

Gone are the days I am to be haunted by fruit flys and thin layers of guilt.

Hmmmm....

2008-10-29T08:46:00.000-07:00

Someone pointed out today that I date people for a certain season and when that season is up then I am done and gone....

It's something to think about as it is Fall and here I am seeing the guy I saw last Fall and haven't seen since......

Una Elephante

2008-09-30T00:46:00.000-07:00

Since my ma's stroke she has been singing me this song ' UNA ELEPHANTE ' and it makes me smile. Genuinely smile.

Mascara.

2008-09-25T00:30:00.000-07:00

My tears trace unfamiliar patterns on my cheeks.

How could I possibly be so lost.

When did I stop breathing.

Stop feeling.

That's it. I'm done.

I have no rhythm anymore.

I give up.

Man, i'm angry.

But there's nowhere I can place any blame.

I'm looking. Still looking.

In the meantime, I still have this damn mascara running down my face.............

my fear

2008-09-10T01:48:00.000-07:00

It is so dark but your door is cracked open to expose a dim light. That's not all it exposed. You right there laying on the floor looking so vulnerable, feverishly writing. Writing, what were you writing? I startled you when I asked if everything was ok. You said you just couldn't sleep but I knew better.

Not everything is as it seems.
Your mask is slipping down.
Exposing my deepest fears.

I mean seriously.....

2008-09-06T23:33:00.000-07:00

This year. 2008. Is not following any plan. Not that I had one to begin with. It's amazing that I am still able to laugh. I mean seriously...... Let's start with my 4 1/2 year relationship. It ended in a very unhealthy manner, which I should have seen coming. But yet didn't. Then my childhood dog goes and dies right in my arms. Fast-forward a few months and my mother has a heart attack and stroke. Now here we are 2 months later and I end up breaking my foot and will be in a walking cast for the next 5 weeks or so. Oh and my fish passed on as well last week.

This is really not my year.

But here I am still laughing..........

Serenity.

2008-08-23T16:02:00.000-07:00

Sitting out on the porch listening to the waves and eating my raisin bran cereal with soy milk has been the most wonderful peaceful thing that I have experianced in the last couple of weeks here in Maine. When everything around me seems so chaotic and I feel like I can't breathe anymore, this is just what I need......

......A moment of serenity.

Stuck............

2008-08-14T21:57:00.000-07:00

I hear you.

I really do

But it doesn't change the fact

That I am stuck right where I am.

Do you ever........

2008-08-07T01:01:00.000-07:00

...........feel like you drank so much that even your toes are drunk???

Tonight I saw the ghost of my ex-lover. I sat and talked with him but it just wasn't the same. I, being so different with the blink of an eye. It never can be the same. You aren't even a good replacement. I guess i'll always have peppermints and beer.

Tripping down memory lane.....

2008-07-29T13:00:00.000-07:00

I have been browsing through old photos today. I have so many other things I should be doing but I can't tear myself away from these visions of the past.....

Puerto Rico circa 2003

Reelfoot Lake Tennessee circa 2001

Putting it all in Perspective.

2008-07-02T23:23:00.000-07:00

It's weird how one evening I can be watching an old Judy Garland movie with my mother and the next morning she can be having a heart attack. Things have gotten pretty surreal around here this week. I read somewhere that most people have heart attacks on Mondays. Not in my mother's case. This past Sunday my mother who is just a mere 53 years old had a heart attack and then once at the hospital she suffered a stroke. It is 1:26 am on Thursday and I am sitting here in the ICU typing and listening to my mother moan in her sleep. I truly believe that everything happens for a reason but I sit here in confusion. Maybe I shouldn't think about it to much, it will just make me more crazy. And nobody needs me to be any crazier, that's for sure. Puts a lot of stuff in perspective though....

Is it sick that I have to document everything......

To Do List.

2008-07-02T06:08:00.000-07:00

Drink a beer.
Get laid.
Smoke a cigarette.

waiting.

2008-06-30T05:47:00.000-07:00

i wait
for you
but it's
not
what you
think.

Death in all forms.

2008-06-27T03:23:00.000-07:00

We all deal with it in different ways. So right now I am going to focus on how I deal with it. I am good at not dealing at all so I'm going to see where this goes.

Letting go.

2008-06-27T02:36:00.000-07:00

We do this thing.

You and I.

Always covering our bases.

Never facing one another.

I let you hold me.

You let me pretend to cry.

It's too quiet in this house.

Too silent in my bed.

Death clinging to our goodbyes.

It's my turn to walk away.

About me.

2008-06-17T23:32:00.000-07:00

I do not date boys named Michael nor ones who wear socks with sandals.
I stay up way too late and fall asleep thinking of ads on Craigslist.
Some days I am 67 others 11.
I do not eat meat, just because.
One day I will draw that elusive tattoo design.
I'm falling apart yet so completely stable.
If I ask you "do you like to read" magazines don't count.
I want to believe in love and truth and miracles.
Laughter is the only medicine.
I want a lot but need very little.
I get to choose who becomes a part of my story.
Labels are ugly and stale.
I am partial to the dictionary.
Humility is sexy.
I am into creating, usually messes.
I feel as if I am evolving into exactly the gal i'm supposed to be.

Something unfamiliar.

2008-06-15T01:01:00.000-07:00

I thought I saw something unfamiliar to my nature, today. Seeing it surface but turning away before I could confirm if what I was seeing was actually what I thought it was. And then hitting me in full force, I hear myself say, this is what bitterness looks like. Oh, how ugly it is. Ugly, ugly, ugly. This is what causes hearts to decay. I cannot put this in a box, close the lid and slide it in the darkest corner I can find. I can't let the dust settle on this. But what do I do?

A bit of what I do.

2008-06-08T22:31:00.000-07:00

This is a bit of my work from last year. I am in the process of a daily project and hope to post soon.

Beautiful Weeds.

2008-05-30T02:25:00.000-07:00

We are all weeds.

But completely beautiful ones at that....

Change.

2008-05-26T22:14:00.000-07:00

Things change and I learn to deal.....

Nostalgia.

2008-05-23T02:38:00.001-07:00

I wish it would always be like this.

Wistful desires.....

Wednesday Nights.

2008-05-22T01:41:00.000-07:00

Barely.

Without disguise.

We observe.

Human nature ensues.

We are only

Paper thin ghosts....

Inspired.

2008-05-21T14:47:00.001-07:00

I read a few blogs today. I was feeling unsure of how I wanted mine to reflect me. And now I am inspired. I think I will try to start a new project tonight if the drunkness allows......

The Doubtful.....

2008-05-18T21:58:00.000-07:00

It is amazing to me that at times I still doubt my creativity. The quickening of my heart, the sudden catching of my breath in the back of my throat......Am I really creative? Can I do this? Some days it seems bigger than me. And then it becomes clear in those quiet moments that yes, this is what I was meant to do. If not for anyone but myself. The process sets me free. It's a mending of my soul. When I create, I can breathe a little easier, cry a little harder and laugh a little louder. The finished piece allows me to see a deeper part of myself. If I think about it, the doubt is really part of the process as well. It reminds me that I can be vulnerable an open with myself. And in the end it all comes together.

The start of something good.

2008-05-16T19:57:00.000-07:00

I am glad I am doing this.