The Mossthread Museum: shabby chic

Unusual Art for the eclectic eye

Come in out of this terrible night my Friend. Raining again, is it? The wind is a fury, blowing everything about like that. My name is Ledley Barbour. I am the Curator and Keeper of the Treasures here at the Mossthread Museum. I am not alone here, walking these endless corridors, I am accompanied by my shape shifting Companion, Sebastienne the Crow. One day we will tell you the story of why we are held prisoners here...captives. Until then, We invite you into the Mossthread Museum. We are sure that we have something here that you will want.

Thursday, June 6, 2019

It is well known among the members of the Not-So-Polite-Society (that exists between worlds) that the cunning Countess of L'Antagne murders her husbands. From her sprawling, yet well-organized gardens, she meticulously collects stem, seed, bark, bud, root and poisonous petal and through an ancient alchemy transforms them into tasteless pastes, powders, teas, and tinctures of death. This knowledge does not diminish the bold hubris of her next suitors, who are determined to convince her that This Time her marriage will be lasting. They each fall the same regardless of their certainty. Curiously, she also has a delicate fondness for curing all the village children of their many ills. Humans, as we know, are complex and varied creatures. The weaving I have brought back from her estate is made from the lace scraps of her wedding dresses and jewelry pieces that once adorned slender wrist and tender earlobe. She believes it will make a fine and fetching addition to someone else's stylish home. Yours, Sebastienne the Crow.