Making mischief early.

Photo copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved.

After a day of storm and light, brutal cold.

The spirits are already abroad, too, making mischief early. One of them decided to fling me down yesterday (no, I didn't trip, and there was nothing to trip on or stumble over anyway, and my joints didn't sublux, although they're all subluxed now, best believe). Anyway, it ripped the right knee out of my one pair of jeans that fit, and ripped the knee, too. Two very long deep gashes, a couple of holes, plenty of swelling and dislocation, and an unreal amount of pain yesterday, to say nothing of the burns and swelling along the left leg and both arms from skidding along the ground. Traditional medicine and some ice have taken care of most of the swelling, but I'm using a cane and am under orders not to migrate too far from the couch.

Meanwhile, no movement on the income front, and that has to change somehow. We have got to make sales. Normally, Wings would already be in the middle of multiple commissions in the works by now, but nothing's normal anymore. I don't know what to do at this point; I can't conjure money from thin cold air. I posted two new pieces a few nights ago (links here) and another the night after that (links here). The new bracelet in the works may turn out not to be a bracelet at all; we'll see. He has a number of other things in process, too; I'll post them as he completes them.

At any rate, my stress levels are off the charts along with my pain levels now. For those wondering about my own health issues, see here, although now there's a new wrinkle I'm not even going to bother to try to explain (suffice to say there's no affording treatment); with regard to the work being done, some of the details are here. I'm still down $650+ on Patreon for the last two months, apparently as a result of folks not updating their expired credit cards, and I'm on track to lose $300-400+ again this month (i.e., Friday) for the same reasons. I can't keep this up. I also need help to get all this, the plumbing and everything else, done and handled, and I can't do it alone. Folks can help in several ways, and we really need it now:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Wishlist here;
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here.

Please share everything, because I'm suddenly back behind the eight-ball on a whole additional front, and yeah, I'm scared about covering everything and surviving, too. Thanks.

All content, including photos and text, are copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.

#ThrowbackThursday: Between the Spirits of the Peaks, Beside the Spirit of the Water

Photo copyright Wings, 2019; all rights reserved.

It's #TBT at The NDN Silver Blog, with a work from some seven to ten years ago, one whose spirit took some time to find its proper form and shape. It's a barrette that echoes Wings's signature "Pueblo" series, but one that places maker, observer, and wearer all squarely between the spirits of the peaks, beside the spirit of the water.

The post is here. Wings's main page is here. This work sold nearly a decade ago, and obviously will never be duplicated exactly, but if the general style speaks to your spirit, simply inquire via the site's Contact form; Wings can create a version uniquely your own. And, as always, sales are very much needed (especially now, with repairs forcibly moved up and more medical expenses still in the offing), so shares of the site links are much appreciated. 


All content, including photos and text, are copyright Wings and Aji, 2019; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.

The dangerous cold is here now.

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Yesterday evening. What it looks like before the real cold gets here.

The dangerous cold is here now. Highs in the 20s, wind chills ten degrees lower. I-25 east of here is closed; accidents from Raton Pass down to south of Las Vegas. It will unquestionably get down below zero here tonight, with wind chills that are probably in the neighborhood of -10 or more. I'm grateful every moment for the fact that we're no longer in that black mold-riddled uninsulated tin can, and that we already have firewood enough to last us through most of the winter. But there will still be propane for the stove and hot water heater, and electricity to make them and everything else run, and those bills have already begun creeping upward for the winter. There's also everything else that it takes to get through the winter, and the weeks between October and Christmas are what keep us and the animals alive until re-opening of the spring tourist season. And Wings hasn't had a single commission yet.

We have got to make sales. Normally, Wings would already be in the middle of multiple commissions in the works by now, but nothing's normal anymore. I don't know what to do at this point; I can't conjure money from thin cold air. I posted two new pieces a few nights ago (links here) and another the night after that (links here). The new bracelet in the works may turn out not to be a bracelet at all; we'll see. He has a number of other things in process, too; I'll post them as he completes them.

At any rate, my stress levels are off the charts along with my pain levels now. For those wondering about my own health issues, see here, although now there's a new wrinkle I'm not even going to bother to try to explain (suffice to say there's no affording treatment); with regard to the work being done, some of the details are here. I'm still down $650+ on Patreon for the last two months, apparently as a result of folks not updating their expired credit cards, and I'm on track to lose $300-400+ again this month (i.e., Friday) for the same reasons. I can't keep this up. I also need help to get all this, the plumbing and everything else, done and handled, and I can't do it alone. Folks can help in several ways, and we really need it now:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Wishlist here;
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here.

Please share everything, because I'm suddenly back behind the eight-ball on a whole additional front, and yeah, I'm scared about covering everything and surviving, too. Thanks.

All content, including photos and text, are copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.

At the Center of the Whirlwind

Photo copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved.

Now posted at The NDN Silver Blog, it's a work for the most powerful of winds and the blessings they bring. It's a piece that sits, like us today, at the center of the whirlwind, reminding us to recognize the gifts it offers and to put them to use accordingly.

The post is here. Wings's main page is here. Inquiries via the site's Contact form. And, as always, sales are very much needed (especially now, with repairs forcibly moved up and more medical expenses still in the offing), so shares of the site links are much appreciated.


All content, including photos and text, are copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.

Winter is here.

Photo copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved.

Yesterday's snow. Now, they've moved up the next one to tonight, if the forecast can be believed. When I got up at seven this morning, everything was absolutely clear except that blasted smoke plume to the west, which began spreading high and wide and fast as soon the winds kicked up. They're shrieking now, and more clouds have moved in overhead even though the sun's still shining. And tomorrow's low? They've reduced it to one. As in 1. Degree above zero. For us here, that means it'll drop below zero, because we are always anywhere from three to eight degrees colder here in the winter than the forecast predicts. Winter is here, just in time for All Souls'.

Also? I've been pushing it far too long, too far, too hard for . . . however many weeks now, and the last three days combined with this sudden dangerous cold have flattened me. Very little sleep last night; full-scale crash today. I need to bring in income, need to make sales and recruit Patreon patrons, and I also need to meet writing deadlines and do a thousand other things, and I am good for absolutely none of it right now, but I have to keep plugging at all of it, so expect to see me here or elsewhere only if/when you see me.

And as I keep saying, we have got to make sales. Normally, Wings would already have several holiday commissions in the works by now, but nothing's normal anymore. I don't know what to do at this point; I can't conjure money from thin cold air. I posted two new pieces nights ago (links here) and another last night (links here). The new bracelet in the works may turn out not to be a bracelet at all; we'll see. He has a number of other things in process, too; I'll post them as he completes them.

At any rate, my stress levels are off the charts along with my pain levels now. For those wondering about my own health issues, see here, although now there's a new wrinkle I'm not even going to bother to try to explain (suffice to say there's no affording treatment); with regard to the work being done, some of the details are here. I'm still down $650+ on Patreon for the last two months, apparently as a result of folks not updating their expired credit cards, and I'm on track to lose $300-400+ again this month (i.e., Friday) for the same reasons. I can't keep this up. I also need help to get all this done and handled. Folks can help in several ways, and we really need it now:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Wishlist here;
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here.

Please share everything, because I'm suddenly back behind the eight-ball on a whole additional front, and yeah, I'm scared about covering everything and surviving, too. Thanks.

All content, including photos and text, are copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.

Red Willow Spirit: Four Directions and Sacred Hoops

Photo copyright Wings, 2019; all rights reserved.

Now posted at The NDN Silver Blog, it's an edition of Red Willow Spirit for a fierce early cold and a fading light in a week when the bounds between the worlds grow thin. It's a contemplation of less of structures than structure, of four directions and sacred hoops and the embrace of ancestral and elemental spirits.

The post is here. Wings's main page is here. As always, his photos are available in any of the usual three formats; to order them or the silverwork shown, simply inquire via the site's Contact form. Also as always, sales are very much needed (especially now, with repairs forcibly moved up and more medical expenses still in the offing), so shares of the site links are much appreciated. 


All content, including photos and text, are copyright Wings and Aji, 2019; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.

Nothing to show for it.

Photo copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved.

That sound you've been hearing for three days now? Me, cursing the [lack of a] job that was done the first time around. 

I've ruined three shirts, a pair of jeans, and a pair of shoes on this nonsense. Yes, they were old clothes, but I don't have that many clothes to begin with, having lost virtually my entire wardrobe to the black mold and mice in the RV two years ago. That already has me cranky, because I can't afford to replace them. Add to that the massive amount of physical pain I'm dealing with as a result of that labor right now, and those guys better hope I don't run into them this week.

And that? That's what it looks like up there right now. Because the wood was SO dry, because their spray job did absolutely NOTHING (aside from nearly killing me, that is), the five-gallon pail we bought to do this ran out halfway through. The wood's sucking it up before you even get a chance to brush or roller it. Anyway, after the first few hours, Wings got worried about my breathing (the spraying of the other brand of this shit two years ago did, as I said, nearly kill me at least twice and I'm still dealing with the medical fallout, to say nothing of setting me back more than $50K in medical bills that are still accumulating), and finished rollering on as much as he could as fast as he could. The ambient temperature was high enough, but the winds were hellishly high yesterday, making it a miserable job. And, of course, we got snow today. Just over an inch initially, nearly all of which is gone now, but the winds are back, and the cold is brutal.

Also, we got late notice that some clients who are friends were in town, and they were going to come out this afternoon. So I spent this morning killing myself on a quick overall housecleaning, only to learn at ten minutes to their time of arrival that the weather was keeping them where they were. So after the last three days, I'm in a great deal of physical pain, utterly exhausted, and with nothing to show for it.

We have got to make sales. Normally, Wings would already have several holiday commissions in the works by now, but nothing's normal anymore. I don't know what to do at this point; I can't conjure money from thin cold air. I posted two new pieces nights ago (links here) and another last night (links here). The new bracelet in the works may turn out not to be a bracelet at all; we'll see. He has a number of other things in process, too; I'll post them as he completes them.

At any rate, my stress levels are opff the charts with my pain levels now. For those wondering about my own health issues, see here, although now there's a new wrinkle I'm not even going to bother to try to explain (suffice to say there's no affording treatment); with regard to the work being done, some of the details are here. I'm still down $650+ on Patreon for the last two months, apparently as a result of folks not updating their expired credit cards, and I'm on track to lose $300-400+ again this month (i.e., Friday) for the same reasons. I can't keep this up. I also need help to get all this done and handled. Folks can help in several ways, and we really need it now:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Wishlist here;
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here.

Please share everything, because I'm suddenly back behind the eight-ball on a whole additional front, and yeah, I'm scared about covering everything and surviving, too. Thanks.

All content, including photos and text, are copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.

Monday Photo Meditation: In the Embrace of Ancient Shapes and Spirits

Photo copyright Wings, 2019; all rights reserved.

Now posted at The NDN Silver Blog, it's a photo meditation for a season of cold winds and fragile spaces. It's a contemplation of structures that transcend their original purpose, shapes that rise organically from local earth to shelter and sustain, and a reminder that in the embrace of ancient shapes and spirits we find sustenance and survival.

The post is here. Wings's main page is here. As always, his photos are available in any of the usual three formats; simply inquire via the site's Contact form. Also as always, sales are very much needed (especially now, with repairs forcibly moved up and more medical expenses still in the offing), so shares of the site links are much appreciated. 

All content, including photos and text, are copyright Wings and Aji, 2019; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.

All new, the third in the trio of new collectibles!

Photo copyright Aji, 2019;
all rights reserved.

I promised this earlier today, and now it's here at NDN Silver: all new, the third in the trio of new collectibles! 

It's the third of the traditional miniature spoons that Wings's has had in the works these last few days, and it's gorgeous. This one is called Precious Earth, and it's hand-milled in very much an earthy pattern. There's also a little hand-stamped surprise in it; yes, the description at the link explains it, but see if you can find it. 

Full current inventory is here. Order/commission/inquire via the Contact form here.



All content, including photos and text, are copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.

Progress is slow.

Photo copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved.

Progress is slow. Unfortunately, we're out of time.

That's most of what we got done yesterday; as you can see, we were trying to meet in the middle when it began to get too cold (and our joints began to give out). Today, we're finishing only that section of the balusters (they're sone on the inside, mostly, on that side already), and then we're switching to the deck and the railing. The rest of the balusters will have to wait until our next window, which, if the forecast is to be believed, will be on November 5th. And seeing how badly it was done the first time, I'm disgusted, to say nothing of barely able to walk this morning.

Everything else is salesssalessalessalesSALES, all day long. I posted two new pieces last night; links are here. There's at least one more collector's spoon in the works, plus a new bracelet, and a number of other things, too; I'll have the spoon, at least, posted late today (the bracelet probably not for a few days, but we'll see).

For those wondering about my own health issues, see here, although now there's a new wrinkle I'm not even going to bother to try to explain (suffice tosay there's no affording treatment); with regard to the work being done, some of the details are here. I need help to get all this done. Folks can help in several ways, and we really need the help now:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Wishlist here;
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here.

Please share everything, because I'm suddenly back behind the eight-ball on a whole additional front, and yeah, I'm scared about covering everything and surviving, too. Thanks.

All content, including photos and text, are copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.

Trickster Winds For Trickster Spirits

Photo copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved.

Now posted at The NDN Silver Blog, it's a work for the gale-force winds and the snows to come. It's a pair of earrings of talismanic form and shape, protection against the trickster winds for trickster spirits on the way to us now.

The post is here. Wings's main page is here. Inquiries via the site's Contact form. And, as always, sales are very much needed (especially now, with repairs forcibly moved up and more medical expenses still in the offing), so shares of the site links are much appreciated.


All content, including photos and text, are copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.

Long cold shadows.

Photo copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved.

Still a little snow left on the ground. Enough to catch long cold shadows.

Plenty of those this week, long, cold, and dark, so I'm glad we're at the end. Thanks to a mix of sales and other help, we should be back in the nominal black by Monday (thank you to all of you who gave us a hand); some funds have been transferred, but the bank, of course, won't credit us on a Saturday, even though they no doubt have them, although they'll keep tacking on the fees all weekend long. I love how they don't consider it a business day for purposes of credits, but for debits? Oh, hell, yeah, Sunday's a business day, too.

It was too cold all day yesterday to work on weatherizing the wood. It's supposed to get into the mid- to high 50s today, so that's where my afternoon will be spent, and I'm going to have to haul ass. This is our last shot. Of course, the fatigue from a tough week has settled firmly into my bones, and that will make it that much harder than it should be, but here we are. The rest is salesssalessalessalesSALES, all day long. I posted two new pieces last night; links are here. There's at least one more collector's spoon in the works, plus a new bracelet, and a number of other things, too.

For those wondering about my own health issues, see here, although now there's a new wrinkle I'm not even going to bother to try to explain (suffice tosay there's no affording treatment); with regard to the work being done, some of the details are here. I need help to get all this done. Folks can help in several ways, and we really need the help now:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Wishlist here;
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here.

Please share everything, because I'm suddenly back behind the eight-ball on a whole additional front, and yeah, I'm scared about covering everything and surviving, too. Thanks.

All content, including photos and text, are copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.

Phantom Pangs, Hungry Souls, and Feeding the Spirits

Photo copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved.

Now posted at The NDN Silver Blog, it's a work wrapped in seasonal shades and sensibilities. It's a piece to mark celebratory obligations in the colors of autumn, a time of phantom pangs, hungry souls, and feeding the spirits.

The post is here. Wings's main page is here. Inquiries via the site's Contact form. And, as always, sales are very much needed (especially now, with repairs forcibly moved up and more medical expenses still in the offing), so shares of the site links are much appreciated.


All content, including photos and text, are copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.

New Collectibles at NDN Silver

Photo copyright Aji, 2019;; all rights reserved.

I promised elsewhere this morning that Wings would have new work ready to drop soon, but I didn't think it would be quite this soon. Tonight, new collectibles at NDN Silver, this time in the form of a pair of miniature traditional spoons. There's at least one more of these to come, as well as other new work.

For now, there are two:  Medicine Water; and Scattered Petals. You can read the full descriptions at the links embedded in the names. If I were forced to choose, I'd have to say that the first is my favorite — it really does flow and shimmer like water — but they're both stunning. 

Full current inventory is here. Order/commission/inquire via the Contact form here.



All content, including photos and text, are copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.

Crow and Blue

Photo copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved.

I knew I was forgetting something yesterday. My brain isn't working well lately, though, and that affects memory and date recognition.

It doesn't affect feelings of love and loss, even if, one year on, I forget the date's significance.

Just after 8 AM on October 24th of last year was the last time I saw Crow and Blue. They were trotting around the side of the house, past the kitchen door to head for the front, and then go running with the others.

The photo above is not a good one; it's the first time Blue and some of the others got to eat here, although Crow and Coyote had been coming over daily for a couple of weeks at that point. Blue's the one on the left, and yes, she was red-tick and white, but she had one ice-blue eye. Crow's the first of the black ones, from the left, behind golden girl Coyote. That's Cricket to the right, the only one left now from the ones in this shot.

Once a dog goes feral, it's nearly impossible to undo it. All the more so when they're forced to be feral from birth. And since I needed a shot with both girls in it, I chose one that doesn't make clear just how near death Blue was at that point when the photo was taken. They came, and they never left. Until they were taken from us.

To be clear, by the time we lost them both, they were both a perfect weight, incredibly healthy, and absolutely joyously happy. Blue, nearly dead on her feet, blossomed into a lean and beautiful creature, indescribably fast, who sat with all the regal grace of an Egyptian cat god. Crow, the little black pup, was the alpha, the leader, of the whole bunch, confident and utterly fearless. She, with Coyote's help, found us when they, too, were nearly dead from starvation and thirst, and brought them all to be saved.

We know what happened to them. We'll never prove it.

A week or two prior, a local guy showed up and threatened us, threatened Wings, threatened our dogs. Unfortunately for him, he couldn't keep his stories straight, and it was abundantly clear that, having seen the house go up and assuming there was money for the stealing, he thought he could shake the Native couple down for four figures over a demonstrable lie about his cattle, one he himself contradicted literally in the same breath. We never thought it would come to this. 

But they disappeared on the morning of October 24th, and we know the who and the why and more or less the how, even if we'll never prove it. I looked for them for days. We both did, but I drove the highway day after day, night after night, prayed and hoped and called and prayed some more. And by then, I imagine they were both already in a shallow grave somewhere. Envy is an ugly thing. so is greed. So is revenge.

We've never seen either girl since. And there have been two more dog-shaped holes in our hearts ever since. But they live in our photos, our memories, our spirits, and I rather suspect their own spirits come back from time to time, just to see the place they loved so much. It's nearly Halloween; maybe they'll visit Cricket and Kit over the next few days. Heaven knows enough other spirits have been abroad at night lately.

Crow, Blue, we love you, beautiful girls. You're never out of our hearts.



All content, including photos and text, are copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.

I give up.

Photo copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved.

I give up. For today. I can't do anything except plod forward anyway.

Snow's mostly gone; still cold. Still $600 overdrawn. Still down over $650 the last two months on my Patreon (to be clear, none of these people has withdrawn their pledges; they just aren't checking to their cards to ensure they're current), which would have taken care of it even with my brain misfiring. Still no sales. Miika's still lame, the bills are still all due, the weatherization's still not done thanks to money and weather and now I have to do it myself starting today, we still have a week before the next Patreon payout, and I don't know what I'm going to do. I can't even refill my pain meds. And what that damn flu shot set off? There's no affording treatment for that, which ranges in the mid-4 to low-5 figures per month, so I'm just going to have to suck it up and suffer in silence.

For those wondering about my own health issues, see here, although now there's a new wrinkle I'm not even going to bother to try to explain; with regard to the work being done, some of the details are here. I need help to get all this done. Folks can help in several ways, and we really need the help now:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Wishlist here;
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here.

Please share everything, because I'm suddenly back behind the eight-ball on a whole additional front, and yeah, I'm scared about covering everything and surviving, too. Thanks.

All content, including photos and text, are copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.

Friday Feature: Spirit Bears and a Spiderwebbed Earth

Photo copyright Wings, 2019; all rights reserved.

It's our Friday Feature at The NDN Silver Blog, with a whole family of seasonal works by a late master using some of the most extraordinary stone of its kind we've ever seen. It's a collection of Spirit Bears and a spiderwebbed earth, literally and figuratively both, here with lessons of survival for a winter already here.

The post is here. Wings's main page is here. Inquiries via the site's Contact form. And, as always, sales are very much needed (especially now, with repairs forcibly moved up and more medical expenses still in the offing), so shares of the site links are much appreciated.

All content, including photos and text, are copyright Wings and Aji, 2019; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.

K from Eagle, Peoria, and Gypsum.

Get the entire fuck out.  You don't belong here.  Get off my site; get off Wings's site.  Get the fuck out of our lives.  Quit allowing yourself to be used by bad people with bad intentions to inflict harm.

Yeah.  We know EXACTLY who you are.  Get out. 

Bitch-ass bullshit.

Cobwebs and crystals.

Photo copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved.

Cobwebs and crystals, a/k/a what happens to a spiderweb in a snowstorm.

At 8 AM, there was no snow, only lowering gray skies. By 8:15, it had arrived in ground-blizzard form, a howling north wind driving it hard and fast. Here, we wound up with about three inches total; it looks like double that where it's drifted, and like no more than a dusting in the places where it drifted from. A little breakthrough from the sun, but mostly cold and gray.  Also, a horse on the highway through the worst of it, right before the dangerous curve at our north end. Fortunately, it noticed Miskwaki and Miika and came up on the berm outside our fence to graze, and it stayed there, placidly enough, until the war chief showed up to drive it into the nearest field. Everybody's safe.

Eight jars of pear butter yesterday. I still have a 5-gallon bucket of pears, plus more, and a bucket of apples. I can't do anything with them, though, until I can afford to get more spices and vanilla. That's not now, obviously, given my brain's own cobwebs and crystallization, which has us overdrawn and no income likely for almost two weeks, when my Patreon (I hope) goes through for October. Speaking of which, I'm still two months into between $400 and $650 shortages. No one has unsubscribed or deleted their pledges, and it seems to be mostly an issue of people's cards expiring and not being updated. But folks, please, even if you think yours is okay, please check: Losing up to $650 a month is a HUGE hit for us, and even with the ones updated this month, I'm still somewhere near $400 in the hole on it for September alone.

Also, we have GOT to make some sales. Normally, we're getting holiday commissions by now (normally, Wings has to juggle multiple holiday commissions and the creative process takes time, so everything begins in October in order to ensure delivery by Christmas). This year? Not a one. And sales are down so far that I despair of making up this differential. The first is still nine days away, and now Miika's vet bill and subsequent treatment have to come out of my Patreon, so I can't direct it to other bills and expenses. I also had to send my doctor a message this morning, because the reaction sparked by the corticosteroids over the spring and summer is flaring again, and right now? I can't even refill my pain meds scrip, much less a new immunosuppressant kind of thing. The flu shot set off a nasty autoimmune reaction, and on that particular score, I'm miserable right now. Trying to sublimate it with staying busy, because Spirit knows I'll never get caught up as it is.

Yeah, I'm worried. And way overloaded with tasks before the snow hits this evening.
On top of it all, I still have to try to make at least some sales this week, so the rest is all the cut-and-paste, short version, of the other day.

With regard to the other stuff referenced above: For those wondering about my own health issues, see here; with regard to the work being done, some of the details are here. I need help to get all this done. Folks can help in several ways, and we really need the help now:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Wishlist here;
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here.

Please share everything, because I'm suddenly back behind the eight-ball on a whole additional front, and yeah, I'm scared about covering everything and surviving, too. Thanks.

All content, including photos and text, are copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.

#TBT: The Ghosts of Winter

Photo copyright Wings, 2019; all rights reserved. 

It's #ThrowbackThursday at The NDN Silver Blog, with a work from 2011 infused with the spirits of stone and sacred beings and the shades of this day of the season's first snowfall. Three inches of snow driven on ground-blizzard winds have left us with black rock and hard brown earth showing through beneath a slightly threadbare blanket of white, a world, like this work, that evokes the ghosts of winter.

The post is here. Wings's main page is here. This work sold nearly a decade ago, and obviously will never be duplicated exactly, but if the general style speaks to your spirit, simply inquire via the site's Contact form; Wings can create a version uniquely your own. And, as always, sales are very much needed (especially now, with repairs forcibly moved up and more medical expenses still in the offing), so shares of the site links are much appreciated. 


All content, including photos and text, are copyright Wings and Aji, 2019; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.