Thursday, February 19, 2009

Metamorphosis

Who among us, dear readers, has not daydreamed of a mystical transformation? Perhaps sprouting a lovely pair of horns would make one’s day (we know it would for us…) or swimming with your newly acquired mermaid’s tale. Or maybe simply flying through the air viewing life from a completely different vista?


A metamorphosis can take many forms. Due to lease related roadblocks and hindrances our poor, long suffering walls still remain white. The casual observer seems not to notice this for nearly every inch is draped, swathed or otherwise disguised. We admit to a weakness for Victorian portieres – a lovely weight and texture for upholstered walls. Partners in crime include antique sari panels, vintage brocade bedspreads and a small army of nouveau-esque table runners. Banners and valances drip from sills and ceilings. Our oatmeal colored (…ugh…) carpet has undergone a similar transformation, buried alive under two or three layers of carpets of varying sizes and patterns. Our floors look like an aerial view of some strange and colorful fairyland growing crops of goblin fruit and fields of kaleidoscopes.


Our furniture is not immune to phantasmagoric changes either. Recently a parlor chair has grown a set of horns and most of our mirrors (and the front door) have acquired faces. As to more practical transformations, it came to our attention that our beloved sofa was slowly moldering away to a pile of dust and bones. This particular sofa was purchased in less that pristine condition, the primary selling point being that it was upholstered in the WORLD’S MOST GOTHIC FABRIC (picture your favorite vampire lord lounging upon a black damask decorated with bat winged bouquets in evil tones of emerald, purple and rose.) The happy and more sophisticated ending to the story is the rebirth of our cherished sofa in luscious black velvet which accentuates its lovely lines and curves.



In case you are interested, we have had Seraph reupholstered as well. In addition to the original Reliquary, there is now what we refer to as the ARMOR FORGED IN HELL. It includes wicked metal plates held in place with screws, reticulated demon bones and some truly evil talons. Speaking of metamorphosis we won't even mention the cyclops raven that has appeared on Seraph’s chest…) When it comes to transformation, this has been the best to date. Now if we could just make some progress on growing horns…
Transformation of the snake
A new oblivion of blasphemy
Shedding the skin of what used to be
This war waged as all the horns of Jericho begin
The death of all your deities


(“The Serpent That Enslaves What Is Worshiped” by Goatwhore)

5 comments:

Yoli said...

Lovely blog you have here!

thombeau said...

Loverly...

{MaisonClassique} said...

I love the idea of a black velvet sofa. Yummy.

Seraph + Splendor said...

Thanks for the comments!!!

Our velvet sofa is a bit vampy, but we do love it. We were considering leather, but at the time we were living with a beast with razor sharp claws (our beloved cat Kitche) and didn’t want it to turn into the world’s most expensive pincushion / scratching post…

S+S

{MaisonClassique} said...

"Vampy"....even better than saying a sofa is yummy. I'm using it. =)

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