The bell jar hung, suspended, a few feet above my head. I was open to the circulating air.
Sylvia Plath The Bell Jar 1963
This month I have been mostly obsessing about skulls, stag antlers and taxidermy domes. Yes, it's official I'm an Osbourne. And ever since my friend
Alex introduced me to the fabulous gothic jewellery of
Pamela Love, I have been hunting for the perfect silver bird skull necklace.
Anyway, I found some stunning stag antlers at the Oxford flea market last week, but I spent too long '
thinking about them' and they sold. Don't you just hate it when that happens? But joyfully, my rather modest taxidermy dome / bell jar collection increased by one on Friday (below right).
And would you
Adam and Eve it, there is even a Bell Jar group on Flickr. Who knew? There are clearly a few of us about.
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| My collection |
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| Photograph by 'Hello Mr Fox' via Flickr |
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| Photograph by 'Hello Mr Fox' via Flickr |
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| Pamela Love |
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| Pamela Love |