Tiger, Tiger Burning Bright

I found some wonderful pieces of tiger’s eye in Albuquerque, and couldn’t resist playing with them. You can look into these pieces and see so many colors. There’s fire lurking in there… and luminescence… and so much more.

I just moved both of these to my etsy shop. They languished on ebay and they need to be out in sunlight, being worn and seen.

Tiger, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

~William Blake

Gilda does her own stalking tiger impression. She could listen to William Blake being read to her 24 hours a day. At least when she’s not running from the dog.