19th Century Rapier

   I had to share this astounding piece, asides from the obvious quality of the blade it’s absolutely gorgeous. I love snakes (one day soon I’ll share some pictures of my babies), and a snake rapier pretty much takes the cake in my opinion.

     Here’s the original website this picture comes from, you might have to translate it from Russian, though.  http://relaxic.net/what-is-this/

malformalady: A rapier, manufactured in the mid-19th century by the technology of the old masters as a gift to one high-ranking person. Such exceptionally flexible rapiers were made in Toledo in the beginning of 17th century. They were sold in gun shops and coiled in a circle to show its flexible properties.







 On a different subject entirely, I have half a dozen costuming projects that are languishing in half-sewn limbo. I (and the rest of my family) work part-time as a caretaker for my grandfather who suffers from Alzheimer’s. Constantly coming and going makes it very hard to finish projects but as of this Monday we have help stepping in, this will greatly relieve the work load for us so I’m hoping to actually finish stuff soon! Stay tuned!



My family is unfortunately coping with a very difficult time right now and there has been no time to spend either sewing or doing much writing. So with nothing new to share but bad news, I thought I would instead give you a peek into one of my favorite hobbies.  Archery!

Testing draw weight at the ren fair.

Testing draw weight at the ren fair.

 When my brother and I were little we would take sticks from the back yard and make them into bows with strings made from our mom’s crocheting yarn. More sticks made arrows and we would happily run around our back yard shooting imagined enemies.

Robin Hood was my hero growing up, until the first Lord of the Rings film came out and Legolas’s archery skills blew me away.

   (Not that I don’t still love Robin Hood. If anyone knows of a book that twists the RH legend and places him as the villain then tell me IMMEDIATELY because I want to read it. If it doesn’t exist then it needs to be written. Now.)

     When I was sixteen my dad bought me what is arguably one of my most prized possessions. A six-foot, ash longbow.

American Flatbow (left) and English Longbow (right)

American Flatbow (left) and English Longbow (right)

Sorry, it’s not the best picture but it’s pretty hard to take a good photo of something that’s taller than you with no help!  The longbow was handmade by Bill Darr at Whipperwill Archery http://www.whipperwilarchery.com/.  It is a beautiful piece and I would buy from them again.

The Flatbow belonged to my grandfather and I believe is at least, if not more than, sixty years old. I refinished it (it was pretty beat up) and bought it a new string. Due to its age and draw weight (it’s 30-35 pounds and too light for me) I rarely shoot it, but it CAN be shot.

As you can see, I’m a traditionalist when it comes to bows, I just really dislike the look of the modern compound bows.



A straight on shot of a bull’s eye.

I’m not the best shot in the world (obviously I only took pictures of boast-worthy shots) but I hit what I want to hit. And seriously, drawing faces on balloons and shooting them is probably the best therapy/anger managment available.