The Murder of the Part-Time Wardrobe - a holiday fun mystery in 500 words!

Four Art shows!  Count'em - four!   And no sales from this venue of the previous five years!  A lifetime first- no sales. Alone now, and thrilled to be running around and doing life in full health after a disability that could have been fatal, the need to recover the MONEY to full health was now the key.

And so it was easy to slip the charge into the back of the large gold frame that enhanced my entry in the largest of the shows!  

My art had won prizes since girlhood, church and state, all the way to the White House, and so the zero sales were NOT okay.

 For five years, the huge gallery had been "home" - so much time there, setting up, screening, doing drop-offs and pickups and receptions, promotions  and related side-shows!   The place had become a wardrobe of a sort - the contents inserted and removed as needed - changed all the time,  but not entirely,  and provided a magic portal to world-class events, thanks to the very hard work of all involved.  A Part-Time Wardrobe, Indeed!

No sales directly associated with the place - NONE. A lifetime first- NOT ONE SALE!

Life had been good, then tragic , then redeemed, but not really unless the money would redeem as well.

NO sales? No sales meant NO redemption in this real world.f

I am a redcrosslady and non-violent, but gee!  So poison charges in the frame would do the trick - nothing deadly,  and triggered at pickup, the art would be fine and no one hurt -  but fogged enough to stink the place up, to high heaven, till Spring! 

YES....

I got busy helping with the take-down, and enjoyed the “wardrobe” one more time - taking in all the art, as the artists collected them at show’s end. Then as I took hold of my own “part of the art” I released the stink bomb capsule into a corner not visible to anyone who did not already know it was there.

Bye Bye - Happy Holiday! So good to see you all again - was quite sincere- they had been good and kind and great fun and restored the dead to life with their art and its related work for five years with me as a respected member!  Bye bye- and hit the “on “ switch to my stinkbomb , then the “off”switch to my “Tempoary Wardrobe” and danced happily off to fine family holiday reunions.

Leaving art events smiling , with me, usually means that people liked the work and bought some - even a little.   

I left smiling - and let them think so…….

This story fun to pass on from a facebook game begun by actor Benedict Cumberbach - click to join, if it is still there...if not, here, at least, is a screenshot to help you understand "what on earth?" 

Blue " Hallelujah"

 Peter Hollen and Jackie Evancho sing a pretty a capella version of Leonard Cohen's iconic "Hallelujah" -  this year at YouTube for the holidays ......find it if you can.   I think I wrote this "Variation on the Theme" for a memorial to the author's passing this November 7th

A ' Different'  Hallelujah

What , sweet angels, do you do

It's Christmas and they don't like you, 

And to be truthful, you're not keen on them ?

Skip them,  and go find your friends

and play till New Year's parties end

Find the new year full of Hallelujahs

Hallelujah !   Hallelujah !   Hallelujah !   Hallelujah !

When big hurts hurt, they do deplete - 

It isn't pretty, isn't sweet

You cry, "Please, Santa, ANY Hallelujah ! "

You pray to find a new insight

 it won't run clear, it won't go right

 Till you can't even spell out  'Hallelooojah' !

Hallelujah !   Hallelujah !   Hallelujah !   Hallelujah !

I found my son today online

With Bride, too far away, but  fine

But why assail me with   UN-hallelujah !

And now they'll have to charm this dear,  

to find the former welcome here

And still I know I'll know that Hallelujah !

Hallelujah !   Hallelujah !   Hallelujah !   Hallelujah !

His sister's newly-wedded smiles

Just dreams - we are apart by miles

Some one-day moment here -  for Holy Yule - yah !

Again a merry company

For Christmas, once again, and we will

Sing ensemble, truly,  Hallelujah!

Hallelujah !   Hallelujah !    Hallelujah !   Hallelujah ! 

The strawb'ry top still  spins,  my loves !

The spirit's there and more above

A power of its own, sing Hallelujah !

I love the wisdom of my years

The invitation's loud and clear, so

  I'll close now  and just get back to my Yule - yah !

Hallelujah !   Hallelujah !   Hallelujah !   Hallelujah !   Hallelujah !   Hallelujah !

May YOUR  "Hallelujah" and "Gloria" and "cheers", glow with family spirit this year and always!

elle

Poirot Marathon-ing

Poirot's  famous Boutonnière Vase

This is late being posted because of "'Air-kyool"  - Hercule Poirot.    And I feel fine about it.  Some things are important. Marathoning a series is valid in this case - my life is in flux and it is a fine and affordable distraction; and a lesson in authorship for any writer, and  a quality engagement.  To me, it is an honor thing - he completed the entire series, a thing not easily done! Bravo!   But for me, it is just the epression of it all at this phase of things, of my passion for the mystery-thriller of quality since childhood- so do not gloat, Monsieur! I just happened to be going that way.

At ages 8-10, in the late 50s, I was the one in line at the LIbrary - no Google - for the next episode of Nancy Drew Mysteries!  How would it be this time?  Never disappointing!  Never bored, curled up with a exciting Nancy Drew Adventure Mystery !   Days were sunny for me and in Nancy Drew land.  We'd spend a Saturday or rainy afternoon companioning along as her chums and I followed her lead,  immersed in one more challenging scenario to happy conclusion!    No other girls my age on the block just then,  Nancy was a handy friend and inspiration for so much in spirit and goodness.  

Then, hooked on mysteries, I'd raid my brother's Hardy Boys and Tom Swift, then, back to my "Trixie Belden"  nurse sleuth stories.   And then it was  TV and  "Mr. &  Mrs. North", "The Thin Man", and favorite "Charlie Chan" - my Father was Charlie Smith and so we'd come tearing in from school or play and call out, with Key Luke's enthusiasm,  "Hiya, Pop!" as Charlie's many children did in old China and US Chinatown.  Dad was a fine one,  and would return the fun at us, mimicking "yeh, yeh, but..." Chan's longsuffering love for his "number one son" and  'number one daughter".  

At fourteen, the crush I seemed to be dealing with, for the family friend and local beach lifeguard, enjoyed some satisfaction, when I asked him about the book he was reading and it was Ian Fleming "Bond, James Bond" - brand new in the movies!  He , his steady girfriend and later wife, and I read all the books - such fun to talk the good and bad of it....always that excitement in realizing some of such things are true!  

Soon it was on to college and cutting study hours for "The Avengers" and "the fuge"  ... "The  Fugitive"  Some things were more important than - there was the place for mysteries;  the appeal to the intellect and skill set and the way all issues are resolved at stories' end.  Life ahead, no matter how well we prepped, was a mystery, still,  when it came to the core of it all.

Then  into the core, indeed, with no-joke time:   JFK's assassination , Martin Luther King's, Robert Kennedy - serious bad guys , right in our back yard!  Worse:  instead of John Wayne wars, it was about Americans as idiots sacrificing our own in unwinnable conflicts and Agent Orange of the insidious kill.  

Lucky me - bride to the son of a Federal Agent / whose job in Viet Nam after college was getting rid of chem warfare/ Agent Orange, with USACE's special ops, while I spent my first hours with wonded soldiers and  felt honored to serve....while others were fighting for peace with pot and dancing in the mud - horrors!   Dangers notwithstanding, I felt the lucky one.   My brother too, in berets jumping out of planes chasing enemy in the jungle.   The day they came home from war in one piece remains te happiest day of my life!

This go-round , we won thru nicely!    

And sooner than we ever hoped, at the mysteries again -  Husband relaxing in the den after his work day with Wellcome making medicine, and our son asleep and helping our little girl in her wiggly age, by NOT engaging with her , but quietly rocking along side her crib, crocheting a coverlet for her, or reading a book - this time  the COMPLETE Sherlock Holmes stories.    

Then it was winter and I was critical of me because I'd finished the Holmes and now what?  Winter reading hunting,   I met Hercule - and  I ran to the mailbox when "Curtain" arrived from my book club - after going through the Poirot stories  and looking for more of the Herculean ouevre...50 years of works about Hercule Poirot!   Better.

I wrote sometimes and so I was impressed with the 56 years of Agatha Christie's stories about the wonderful Belgian sleuth !    

 I always wonder - did the Herculean name inspire the Herculean achievement, or the other way around? 
And why is there not more said  about the famous Boutonnière Vase of such romantic origins in "The Chocolate Box"?  He was rarely without it.  Like the famous swan cane.

Then there were the years with NO TV and no fun reading: but that's another story.   

Lucky  me today! The past few days, "In " for me - resting a toe-fix -  I have just completed marathon viewing "Agatha Christie's Poirot" videos at Acorn TV !     I cried at the final story, "Curtain" then realized that our hero, Hercule, and his world,  was not dead but sleeping - not "Sleeping Murder" as one of his mysteries was called, but sleeping mystery chum -  and I could revive him at the click of my trackpad!  Thank you Acorn TV !  Well Done!   

David Suchet, the actor who played the role, spoke my thoughts, when he stated that the idea was to faithfully portray and  that was certainly done so that Dame Agatha would be pleased if she could view the results. In fact, Ms. Christie's  daughter found the David Suchet portrayals  perfect, and said so !     Me, too!  Thanksomuch for the immortality of it for us.   And most of all thank you,  David Suchet and the book he has written about the world-class achievement of the complete Hercule ! It is worth the read for fans !      

They say that we immerse in someone else's mysteries to remain calm when we cannot work on my own, and get back to solving our own puzzles with renewed energies for it.   Life!   I am non-violent so I always wonder why it must be murder mysteries, then decide that the author feels that if it is not life and death, when it's only a story, and not real,  we might not be interested.  

I don't know: for me it has become part of grief recovery -   before Hercule,  the last time, it was Jessica Fletcher all 268 (  I think ) episodes , they helped when my Father died and now it's Mother at her last days and Poirot and Phryne Fisher - yay girls CAN!  and when my FBI godfather passed, it was NCIS.   Unique validity in it I guess  :-D  since,  finding a thing to companion along during such testing times, is better than "biting the lifesaver' in it all.

Thank you three times, then!  

There remain so many places in my life, where my reply must be:  "It's still a mystery to me" !   Notes for my own mystery next?  okay.  I realize that I can actually solve a few of them - do you not agree, Captain Hesssteengs?   Hein?  

 https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hercule_Poirot_in_literature

Irish and Other Celtic

 
Toasts & Cheers: 
For my Irish-American Gramps “The Chief” and his beloved “Else” - for our Father, his eight siblings, and all their respective loves and children
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My childhood world entertained me - I sang for my Father, leapt at every interesting moment with glee, to help with the Mothers and Gram - dressed in royal blue satin and white lace or red velvet and bunnytfur or summerdresses of perfect organdy over our little swim suits , pails and shovels and littlegirl beahshoesies for rocky shores in New England beach outings and sunny plaids and sweaters for back to school.

Special.

We loved our social times
but also enjoyed a passion for good work, 
and, afterward, celebrations with bustling ladies, 
songs and good men, filling the skies with
broad laughter from hearty food and great ale. 

And after get-togethers of great meals, fine pipes and cigars and an ale or brandy or port, the songs might go on till midnight- fun growing up in Hobbiton?sort-of.

The main thing was that A child got the idea - life was a great occupation! 
And so, I cannot, in truth, omit this! 

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"May ye be in Hivven, half 'n' hour
before the Divvil knows yer' gone!" 

Another Irish Toast, from the Famous Irish poet:: 

A Drinking Song

Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye:
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh. 

~ William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)

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SAINT PATRICK AND HIS DAY

An old Saint Patrick's Day Rhyme from Christin Fagan 3-17-2011 

Good St. Patrick traveled far, to teach God's Holy word
And when he came to Erin's sod, a wondrous thing occurred
He plucked a shamrock from the earth and held it in His hand
To symbolize the Trinity that all might understand
The first leaf for the Father
...And the second for the Son
The third leaf for the Holy Spirit
All three of them in one. 

thanks, Christin ! 

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Biography:   Saint Patrick - also known as Maewyn Succat; Apostle of Ireland; Patricius; Patrizio ~ Memorial: 17 March

Profile:
Kidnapped from the British mainland around age 16, and shipped to Ireland as a slave.

Sent to the mountains as a shepherd, he spent his time in prayer.

After six years of this life, he had a dream in which he received a command to return to Britain; seeing it as a sign, he escaped. Studied in continental monasteries.

Priest. Bishop. Sent by Pope Saint Celestine to evangelize England, then Ireland, during which his chariot driver

was Saint Odran, and Saint Jarlath was one of his spiritual students. In 33 years he effectively converted the Ireland.

In the Middle Ages Ireland became known as the Land of Saints, and during the Dark Ages its monasteries were the great repositories of learning in Europe,

all a consequence of Patrick's ministry. Born 387-390 at Scotland as Maewyn Succat
Died 461-464 at Saul, County Down, Ireland
Canonized... pre-congregation, meaning that the pronouncement was made before good written records.
Name Meaning warlike (Succat - pagan birth name);noble (Patricius - baptismal name)

His Patronage:
against snakes, engineers, "excluded people", fear of snakes, and a range of several spiritual sees, including of course, all of Ireland. 
Representation: bishop driving snakes before him; bishop trampling on snakes; shamrock; snakes; cross; harp; demons; baptismal font
Images Gallery of images of Saint Patrick at CatholicForum.com and other Church and Celt sites online...have a fun search! 
too little was known of Saint Patrick, and at one time , he was thought to be a fiction, an invention

to explain the Christianization of his part of the world. However we know his profile much more accurately now,

thanks to modern data manipulation. I want to spend myself for that country, even in death, if the Lord should grant me this favor.

It is among that people that I want to wait for the promise made by him, who assuredly never tells a lie.
He makes this promise in the Gospel:
"They shall come from the east and west and sit down with Abraham, Isaac and Jacob."
This is our faith: believers are to come from the whole world.

... from" the Confession of Saint Patrick"

saint patrick, per catholicforum.com:

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"LORICA" 
Morning Prayer of Saint Patrick

"Lorica" means "Breastplate", or the chest-protector in a suit of armor, as this prayer is meant to be, and was, for Saint Patrick and his followers whose work was the transition from pagan worship to Christianity. They were sometimes physically threatened, and an alternate name for this prayer is "Faed Fiada", or "Deer's Cry" because an old legend says that the saint and his monks escaped pagan pursuers by turning into deer and running swiftly out of harm's way. 

This prayer is very empowering if used sincerely. You may wish to read the entire Lorica, then choose one line or paragraph that reaches you specially, for a true spiritual vitamin. 

I arise today
Through a mighty strength, 
The invocation of the Trinity, 
Through belief in the threeness, 
Through confession of the oneness
Of the Creator of Creation. 

I arise today
Through the strength of Christ's birth with His baptism, 
Through the strength of His crucifixion with His burial, 
Through the strength of His resurrection with His ascension, 
Through the strength of His descent for the judgement of Doom. 

I arise today
Through the strength of the love of the Cherubim, 
In the obedience of angels, 
In the service of archangels, 
In the hope of the resurrection to meet with reward, 
In the prayers of patriarchs, 
In prediction of prophets, 
In preaching of apostles, 
In faith of confessors, 
In innocence of holy virgins, 
In deeds of righteous men. 

I arise today
Through the strength of heaven; 
Light of the sun, 
Radiance of the moon, 
Splendour of fire, 
Speed of lightning, 
Swiftness of the wind, 
Depth of the sea, 
Stability of the earth, 
Firmness of the rock. 

I arise today
Through God's strength to pilot me: 
God's might to uphold me, 
God's wisdom to guide me, 
God's eye to look before me, 
God's ear to hear me, 
God's word to speak to me, 
God's hand to guard me, 
God's way to lie before me, 
God's shield to protect me, 
God's host to save me, 

From snares of devils, 
From temptation of vices, 
From every one who shall wish me ill, 
Afar and anear, 
Alone and in a multitude. 
I summon today all these powers between me and those evils, 

Against every cruel merciless power that may oppose my body and soul, 
Against incantations of false prophets, 
Against black laws of pagandom, 
Against false laws of heretics, 
Against craft of idolatry, 
Against evil spells of witches and contrivers and wizards, 
Against every knowledge that corrupts body and soul. 

Christ to shield me today
Against poisoning, against burning, 
Against drowning, against wounding, 
So there come to me abundance of reward. 

Christ with me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, 
Christ in me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me, 
Christ on my right, Christ on my left, 
Christ when I lie down, 
Christ when I sit down, 
Christ when I arise, 
Christ in the heart of every man who thinks of me, 
Christ in the mouth of every one who speaks of me, 
Christ in the eye of every one who sees me, 
Christ in every ear that hears me. 

I arise today
Through a mighty strength, the invocation of the Trinity, 
Through belief in the threeness, 
Through confession of the oneness
Of the Creator of Creation. 

Note: There are many Loricas, or prayers for protection, but Saint Patrick's is so famous, that his is the definitive Lorica.

It is one of dozens of translations from the early Celt 

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LESSER SAINTS AND SACRED LORE
new, incomplete, so please return!

St. Celsus of Armagh, also known as Cellach Mac Aodh, was born in 1079 and much of the information of his early life has been lost. In the year 1105 he became bishop of Armagh, in Ireland, a position he would hold for the rest of his life. Soon after becoming bishop, Celsus began to develop a wide reputation as a reformer and as an effective administrator. As bishop he traveled throughout his diocese, and other parts of Ireland, calling for reform and encouraging the clergy and the laity to a more zealous practice of their Faith. In 1111, Celsus was requested to preside over the Synod of Rath Bresail. This synod worked to bring several practices of the Church in Ireland in line with the rest of the Church. After completing the synod, Celsus returned to his diocese and oversaw the rebuilding of the cathedral at Armagh. Throughout the rest of his life, he often served as a mediator for political conflicts and he was widely respected for his wise decisions. Celsus died at Ardpatrick on April 1, 1129. 
I hope to link here,soon to some of the many more Celtic Saints I am meeting, lately, and hope you will enjoy it all along with me!

ERRATA:     In my writings about my Irish-American side of the family, they lived in the same town for the most part, and so I saw them constantly and interacted frequently and happily and yet, in my writing , I misplaced an entire Uncle, making it nine, not eight in total ! A major  'errata' indeed!  

I omitted the eldest - Tom - and a lifelong friend on fine terms - who was Gramps' son in a very early marriage that was brief - not even sure of the details. Tom was eldest he was "grown 'n' gone off on hizzown" on the other side of the state and not at the homestead very often, though visits were joyful and Gram loved him, too. We would Tom, his wife and children loved by all and of fine schools and work, and wife and children. 

Apologies! Tom, Em, Bill, Jim, Dad, Hank, Al, Joe ... and Bob, still with us! ...and their loved ones - oh, what picnics in the summer we'd enjoy!    And our wedding? oh..... With even a modest collection of friends and maids, groomsmen, flowergirl and priest - it was over 200 at the reception. I helped pay for it, at the nicest non-countryclub reception center in the area at the time - you could hardly call it a "hall".  Lovely, with its sunken dance floor and stage, and more.    Gram also had a child who did not live from a too-early marriage that did not last, as well.  I do not know why they keep lowering the age of reason, when the statistics of error from  too early assuming things are skyhigh.

Irish and Other Celt

Click here to enjoy the Irish Music of the late David Machell

Gramps, called "The Chief", celebrated his Saint Patrick's Day Birthday with his darling wife of 50 years,   eight sons, one tiny daughter, their families and a lifetime of friends, associates and neighbors.  The line of party visitors began at dawn and ended at midnight.   Those days are passed, but their abundance is mine always to share!  Have some!    - Elle Smith Fagan

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The Finest Music

Fionn Mac Cumhail was a legendary Irish hero, urbane, cultured and cunning, 
who combined elements of warrior, seer and poet. 
In one story, Fionn sparked a debate when he asked his followers
what they thought was the finest music in the world. 
"Tell us what you think," said Fionn, turning to Oisin. 
"The cuckoo calling from the highest tree in the hedge," cried his jolly son. 
"That is a good sound," said Fionn. "And Oscar," he asked, 
"what do you think is the finest music?" 
"The best music to my ears
is the ring of a spear on a shield," cried the sturdy lad. 
"That is a good sound," said Fionn. 

And the other champions told what
best pleased them: 
the bugling of a stag across water, 
the baying of a melodious pack heard from afar, 
the song of a lark, 
the laughter of a gleeful girl, 
or the whisper of a moved one. 

"Those are all good sounds," said Fionn. 

"Tell us, chief," one ventured, "what do you think?" 
"The music of what happens," said great Fionn, 
"that is the finest music in the world." 

- James Stephens, Irish Fairy Stories

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Above: Watercolor, "Jesuit Celtic Cross ", by Elle Fagan
Gift to Sacred Space Dublin, Ireland -
Not For Sale - Special display for
Jesuit 500th Anniversary Celebration
Ask me about other available Celtic Crosses & Similar

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A Serious note:

Here in America, we pray that the new millennium will bring new solutions to old conflicts, and that "Peace In Ireland" will be more than a prayer and a wish!

May it be that the FOUR green Fields of fame and song will once again be “the way of it” .
May harm to a beating heart, within and without the womb no longer be. Education, birth control and morning after care are more than enough to help us through these complex times. There is NO NEED TO KILL the very lives of the helpless, which man is given responsibility to protect above all!

The loving spirit and fearlessness of my Irish forebears gave me the illusion that humanity comes first.     An illusion that I have never surrendered.

So I am horrified at the laziness we must be allowing to let this murderous way exist. Free Ireland - Protect the unborn beating heart!

NOT ONE OF US is excused from life's challenges, BUT these are the very opportunity to shine!

Good sense, good work and good love, and willingness to strike out on one's own, team play for a cause, the worst days could be" turned 'round" completely - we celebrate the win!      

I am not an activist, but follow the news and have helped in some civic and US Patriotic, and my art was shared at the White House in 2007, so, In hope for all of us for a finer future , I felt this link to The Bogside Artists was worth the posting.

I am no expert and they may be the most unworthy blokes to call themselves Irish, but I think they aim well and strong, at least, they are not “lukewarm” as the Bible warns us against ! Their work portrays the 70's uprisings and the time of Bernadette Devlin in "unmissable" format, and fine skills. Lest we forget....looking for the right things for this page, re: Michael Collins and The man, DeLorme of early 1900's fame in "the cause".

SAGA OF A LITTLE WHITEHOUSE

A 20th Century Irish-American Song

Irish and other Celt cultural have been enjoying a rennaissance!

And I have been enjoying time spent with all branches of my senior relatives and friends, an All-American collection of souls, but at one time, with a strong Irish contingent! They were so challenged and still made it a life to interest and delight us! 

It will always be my prayer that in their senior years, they would pat themselves on the back at least a little bit, for the grand business of life and all our parts in it...

And it is also my wish that you might rap on the door of the little house, below, to enjoy their story!..
a fun and rhythmic "read"...and a "bunny in the bottom of the bowl" for those who follow it to completion.

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Visit the complete posting at Knowth.com & its "Art Works" link at the home page head, for complete show/sale data, a treasury of text, image and links about this mystical occurrence. I will say that the backstone is the spot at the back of the inner walls of some of the Ancient Irish Burial Mounds. Like the astrological arrangement of the famous Stonehenge rocks, the doors of the mounds were constructed to admit the lights at specific times, revealing the ancient glyphs, runes, carvings and symbols. Thousands of years later, the effect is still true and impressive. 
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Aon-Celtic Art by Cari Buziak Comprehensive.Award-winning. Don't miss it ! Lost arts, crafts, lore and more, Rediscovered Our parents did well by us and so we were able to be their fans in the preservation of their heritage, to learn and share more of things Celtic...the memory of their special charms compels us to listen, and remember, research and share ! Most of "our own" have been Americans too long to do more than learn and love and respect the ethnicity, but most of us also have an interest in understanding it all and learning more... so, I hope to keep my promise to this page.
You, too, can design and create stunning examples of this lost art ~

Winter leaves by Aon-Celt artist Cari Buziak! Her site and advice was a Primer for my own interest and work in the Celtic Traceries. You will not be disappointed in a visit to her site.

Thank you so much, for visiting this page and do contact me with comment, corrections or ideas to enrich its offerings! ~ elle 

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Page Links, with a Celtic Touch, from Around the World: 

Elle Fagan artworks, with a Celtic tone - Commissions accepted!
Saint Patrick Profile Modern data & "Celtic Cross" watercolor/graphic by elle fagan
Lorica, or "Breastplate" of Saint PatrickAncient Power Prayer

Fun with "my own" - An entire page of artists named "Fagan" and
Link to the Clan Fagan Website
Celtic Webmerchant.com based in Holland, features some Elle Fagan artworks and others celebrating the Celt-Viking Connection
Celtic Britain Net ~ originates in Holland ! Global-be-gorra!
Tolkien & Lord of the Rings for fans, Old & New! Prequel, "The Hobbit" is coming this Christmas!
NEW ~ Amazon Portal for Reading and Research of Things Celt from Ireland's famous "Knowth.com" & Michael Fox
Loughcrew Backstone at Solstice 2004 The year's first lights, at the ancient site! by artist, Elle Fagan
"Sacred Space", Dublin-Based Daily Inspiration
Aon-Celtic Art by Cari Buziak Comprehensive.Award-winning. Don't miss it !

Knowth.com ~ One of the best on the Web ! Irish & Celt resource ~ Special focus on the Mounds ~ And much more! Do visit !

Mythical Ireland and Shadows & Stone Do stop in! The latest stunning photos and reference,history and current activity reports.
"Spirited Ireland" a wealth of Irish Experience
The moving "Four Green Fields" from the iconic late Tommy Makem

A very strong "Support Tara" Group Goal to enjoy modernity, but to protect the ancient sites! TaraWatch.org is active, worldwide and worthy. Stop in and see what you think !

Story & Crafting of "Saint Brigid's Cross" 

National Art Gallery of IrelandGreat place to start!
Heritage of Ireland
Romance and the Irish
Johanna Murphy, artist/hero
George M. Cohan, Patriotic Music
Celt Cheers, Wishes & Toasts
Gaelic Language Lessons Online
Erin go Braugh! Irish spirit &Irish-American song, "Saga of A Little Whitehouse"
Unicorns, "Beowulf"and Other Celtic Creatures in Fact and Lore Contributors to this page most welcome ~ perhaps a blog here, soon!
Michael Flatley's "Lord of the Dance" Official site!
"Christmas In Killarney" at Winter Holiday Page!
My pages at Jigzone.com Puzzlefun - Irish & Travel images. Try one! A Fine Wish: May there always be work for your hands to do; May your purse always hold a coin or two; May the sun always shine on your windowpane; May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain; May the hand of a friend always be near you; May God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you! ~~~~~~~ And another: "Love covereth !"(Saint John) ~~~~~~~

a really fine page of Irish Toasts with translations! Have fun!