Black_Sun

For whatever reason, the black sun has been very compelling lately. I’ve got an incredibly strong urge to explore its meaning and to carve it into things and draw it on papers. Nothing to do with Nazi castles, really, but… Hard to explain. Anywho, while researching the topic today, I came across a PDF that started off with a wonderful quote that perfectly describes my current employment situation and which seems to have quite a lot of truth packed into very few words:

“Blindness is the world’s true essence, and not knowledge prompts its movements, but merely a headlong impulse, a blind impetus of unique weight and violence, which procures itself just so much light and knowledge as will suffice to still the pressing need experienced at the moment”

Richard Wagner

From this PDF, which has some interesting things to say. Thought I’d share.

 

 Like almost everything else I have ever made, I sat down at a pile of metal and this just kinda happened.

 
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The “jeweler” in me thinks this is interesting for some damned reason or another.

Super Bowl Rings

Notice that they get progressively awfuller as time goes on. There’s a deep truth there, I’d wager.

 

My newest contribution to the youth of Korea:

 

1

Varg is a viking.

Look at his axe.

Look at his shield.

He is big and powerful.

Everyone respects him.

 

2

Svala is a viking.

Look at her braids.

Look at her jewelry.

She is small and strong.

Everyone respects her.

 

3

Varg and Svala go on a raid.

They get in their boat.

They sail for many days.

They arrive to an island.

They get off their boat.

 

4

The island is green.

The island is quiet.

The island is beautiful.

The island is empty.

They get back on their boat.

 

5

Varg and Svala sail on.

They steer their boat.

The wind is cold.

The sea is rough.

They arrive to another island.

 

6

The island is white.

The island is frozen.

The island has many seals.

The island has many mountains.

They explore the island.

 

7

They find a volcano.

The volcano is huge.

The volcano is hot.

The volcano is mysterious.

They decide to go inside.

 

8

They find a cave on the side.

They enter it.

They walk for a while.

They come upon a room.

The room has a statue.

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The statue is huge.

The statue is ancient.

The statue is covered in gems and gold.

The statue is an ancient god.

Varg and Svala look at each other.

 

10

They pry off the gems.

They pry off the gold.

They put them in their bags.

They walk back to their boat.

Their boat is missing.

 

11

“Where is our boat?” yells Varg.

“I don’t know,” yells Svala.

“What will we do?” yells Varg.

“I don’t know,” yells Svala.

They put down their bags.

 

12

Just then, the volcano makes noise.

Ash pours from the top.

Smoke pours from the top.

Magma pours from the top.

The sky turns black.

 

13

More sounds are heard.

Something is coming from the volcano.

Someone is coming from the volcano.

A huge monster arises.

He is made of fire and stone.

 

14

“Who disturbs my shrine?” shrieks the beast.

Varg answers the beast.

“We do,” he yells.

The beast shakes with rage.

“Do your worst,” yells Varg.

 

15

The molten giant moves towards the boat.

Varg readies his axe.

Svala readers her sword.

They fight the giant for hours.

They slay the beast and make a boat from his body.

 

16

Varg and Svala return to their village.

They show the tribe the gems and gold.

They tell the tribe the story of the giant.

Everyone is excited and pleased.

Varg and Svala die heroes.

 
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In solidarity with all of the folks around the world opposing SOPA, I am drinking my coffee this morning with a grim look on my face.

 

 Many thanks for the order, friend! Your hammer and bracelet will go out today! 

Dwarven Morning’s first sale to Alaska, too! Though there is a Norman in Nunavut, Canada with a few folky goodies, and I suspect the climates might be similar. Hmmmm.

 

 

 

More rummaging around the internet has produced yet more results. Here’s a nice little PDF for you to enjoy:

Viking-and-Medieval-Amulets-in-Scandinavia

 

While “working”, I came across a very nice little paper titled The Archaeology of Seidhr: Circumpolar Traditions in Viking Pre-Christian Religion. I won’t bloggify it and chop it up for you. You’re quite welcome to read it for yourself:

Archaeology of Seidhr

 
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I’m currently rewriting the story for Korean consumption, and I came upon this website while poking around. Fine, fine. Horned helmets are awful, I know. Still. Pretty pictures are good.

 

 Finally tracked down a bracelet mandrel today. In the dirty and neglected backbits of a Korean jewelry supply shop. Bottom shelf. Buried underneath a bunch of drills. 

And then this:

 

 

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