Scrapyard Honey

by Angeliska on June 4, 2009


The other day we went out to the scrapyard.
When your sweetheart is a blacksmith, this is a pretty common
field trip. If you’re hunting for the perfect piece of metal junk
or odd machine parts, then it becomes a wonderland.
There are giant mounds of oddments, taller than my house.


The day we went, it was bright and dusty and smelled like
engine oil and the ozone tang of storms, though the sun beat down
through cotton fluffs to us. The fellas + forklift managed to get two
enormously heavy bookbinding machines from the 1800′s into the truck.
I read my encyclopedia of serial killers, and snapped pictures of rusty things.


As we were leaving, we noticed this very fancy turkey buzzard, proudly
displaying his resplendent plumage to yon prospective mate- who feigned
disinterest on a nearby pole. He stayed like that for the longest time,
looking like an eagle on a coin- except with a head that looked like skinned meat,
and a perfume to match! I love vultures. They are majestically scrappy birds.


These gulf fritillary (Agraulis vanillae) butterflies have taken up residence in the bog.
They’ve found the dried pitchers to be ideal spots for chillaxin,
and showing off their silvery spots. For this, I forgive the caterpillars their
taste for my fuschia and passionflower vines. I watched one crysallize.
It was beyond belief. To turn from worm to horn to winged thing.
really is magic. How could I forget about that? Thanks for the reminder.


Believe it or not, I had to contort myself into a bizarre backbend, in the dying light,
carefully avoiding crushing the irises or becoming entangled in the sticky tendrils
of the sundews. I had to try, though- because they were all so chic, sipping
nepenthe dew at the Carnivore Cafe. Ooh la! Paparazzi! The trio took turns
preening and lazily flapping their wings as the sun sunk behind the projects.


You can see from the blur, that it was already really too late, but I had to capture
these venus flytrap seeds before they dispersed. Don’t they look exactly like caviar?


In our garden- everything is coming up bit by bit. Check out the crazy-thick kale stem!
Proud of what we grow, and ready for more. I want to pick it, not buy it.

Also, tomorrow evening I’ll be headed to this:

FINGERS – TENDER AND TRUE, NIMBLE AND MOBILE,
OUR HAND IS WIDE OPEN UP, WAITING FOR YOUR TOUCH ON OUR LIFE LINE.
THESE ROVING FINGERS ARE ANXIOUS TO TAKE YOU
TO THE BACK ROOM GAY VAUDEVILLE OF YESTERYEAR,
A VISION OF CAVES AND PARADISES WE HAVE IMAGINED INTO REALITY.
WE BRING YOU A NIGHT OF PERFORMANCES IN THE STRUGGLE
AND THE SPLENDOR OF QUEERTRANSFEMINIST BODIES,
A RAINBOW OF HALLUCINATED AHISTORICAL REENACTMENT.
OUR FINGERS ACT DEFTLY, SLIGHT OF HAND AND SLIGHT OF WEIGHT,
SHADOW GAMES, PALMISTRY AND CARPAL FEELINGS.
WE PRESENT A WHOLE SORDID SMORGASBORD
OF INTUITIVE MAGICAL PRACTICE:
TO YOU, FROM THESE FINGERS, A GIFT:
DIVINE EXTRAVAGANCE, SCENIC OVERLOOKING,
FARCE, FANTASY, FANCY FACADE,
CABARETS OF DECADENCE, CABINETS OF CURIOSITY,
PASTICHE, REVELRY, OASIS, MIRAGE.

You come, too.

7 comments

These incredible pictures are a perfect visual of where I’m at right now with designing a database, which will organize a historian friend’s transcripts of sixteenth-century records that track the activity of South American indians who were taken to Spain as slaves … its all twisted piles of stuff right now, with so much organization still to be done. Its so funny you called this entry Scrapyard Honey, because we have begun to call our database a hive, and refer to ourselves as Queen Worker Bees … a new hybrid of bee that is both sexy and liberated and always BUSY doing what they love! :)

by Susanne Lynette on June 4, 2009 at 10:51 am. #

My recent adventures were all about rust and butterflies! Lovely.

by selene on June 6, 2009 at 8:53 pm. #

SUSANNE: That project sounds fascinating! I want to know more..

SELENE: Hello lovely! Yes- rust and butterflies indeed! Where did you go?
xoxoxo,
A.

by Angeliska on June 6, 2009 at 9:03 pm. #

Maine (for the rust explosion house–see images on my flickr) and Niagra on the Lake, Ontario for the butterflies==at the butterfly conservatory!!

by selene on June 6, 2009 at 9:39 pm. #

i met you at uncommon objects looking for stuff from the 20′s.. just wanted to send you an email but i can’t figure out how to contact you on here!! very cool site!! you rock! xo

by ruby james on June 9, 2009 at 9:36 am. #

Your blog is my absolute favorite.
Need I say more?

by Sue on June 10, 2009 at 4:48 pm. #

Gorgeous photos! Those butterflies are fantastic.

by sarah von on June 12, 2009 at 3:03 pm. #

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