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<channel><title><![CDATA[Tamar Pelzig - Bloggin']]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.tamarpelzig.com/bloggin.html]]></link><description><![CDATA[Bloggin']]></description><pubDate>Tue, 15 May 2012 23:30:35 -0800</pubDate><generator>Weebly</generator><item><title><![CDATA[My Hands and I]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.tamarpelzig.com/1/post/2012/01/my-hands-and-i.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.tamarpelzig.com/1/post/2012/01/my-hands-and-i.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 23 Jan 2012 11:22:32 -0800</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.tamarpelzig.com/1/post/2012/01/my-hands-and-i.html</guid><description><![CDATA[The three of us, my hands and I, have had a strong bond for oh some 20 somethin' years.. We discovered each other when I was an adventurous 3 year old in Jerusalem, and my dad put broken pieces of ancient pottery in my hands so I will put it together again. Now, I was 3, so I clearly don't remember this, but the fixed oh some 2000 years old pot still stands proudly to this day, for people to pass by it and hear the miraculous stor [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph editable-text" style=" text-align: left; ">The three of us, my hands and I, have had a strong bond for oh some 20 somethin' years.. We discovered each other when I was an adventurous 3 year old in Jerusalem, and my dad put broken pieces of ancient pottery in my hands so I will put it together again. Now, I was 3, so I clearly don't remember this, but the fixed oh some 2000 years old pot still stands proudly to this day, for people to pass by it and hear the miraculous story of how a 3 year old put it together oh some 20 somethin' years ago... &nbsp;That was when I discovered my hands had a life of their own.<br>Fast forward: School, Acting, Moving, Independence, Boys, Boys, Boys... Most of these years my hands were busy writing and smoking, smoking and writing...<br><br>A few years back I found out I had a talent for knitting. My hands simply wanted to knit..scarves, gloves, hats etc. It was a huge success when it came to birthday gifts &amp; holiday gifts.. but also a huge success when it came to my cats chewing the yarn and putting their own artistis stamps on it.. Oy Vey. The yarn is now all piled away in the closet, away from any claws to reach it.<br>But the urge was still there, my hands pleaded with me to give them their 'fix'.&nbsp;<br>SO, I discovered knitting with wire, and kitting with chains, and knitting with pretty much anything non-yarn like. My cats are still tempted to play with these metals... but most of the time they just fear them from a distance.<br><br>Now, what do I do with this crazy discovery???!!&nbsp;<br>JEWELRY DESIGN. what an a-ha moment. all the pieces come together just like that ancient pot I put together oh some 20 somethin' years ago...<br><br>Here are some examples of my work, please feel free to comment &amp; share!<br></div>  <div ><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-thin " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a href='http://www.tamarpelzig.com/uploads/6/3/6/0/6360356/7983128_orig.jpg?278' rel='lightbox' onclick='if (!lightboxLoaded) return false'> <img src="http://www.tamarpelzig.com/uploads/6/3/6/0/6360356/7983128.jpg?278" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%">Honeybee Necklace</div> </div></div>  <div ><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-thin " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:10px;text-align:left"> <a href='http://www.tamarpelzig.com/uploads/6/3/6/0/6360356/3602213_orig.jpg?232' rel='lightbox' onclick='if (!lightboxLoaded) return false'> <img src="http://www.tamarpelzig.com/uploads/6/3/6/0/6360356/3602213.jpg?232" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%">Lucy *Raw* Bracelets</div> </div></div>  <div ><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-thin " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a href='http://www.tamarpelzig.com/uploads/6/3/6/0/6360356/4953116_orig.jpg?264' rel='lightbox' onclick='if (!lightboxLoaded) return false'> <img src="http://www.tamarpelzig.com/uploads/6/3/6/0/6360356/4953116.jpg?264" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%">Lucy Bracelets - Large & Medium</div> </div></div>  <div ><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-thin " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:10px;text-align:left"> <a href='http://www.tamarpelzig.com/uploads/6/3/6/0/6360356/2768217_orig.jpg?189' rel='lightbox' onclick='if (!lightboxLoaded) return false'> <img src="http://www.tamarpelzig.com/uploads/6/3/6/0/6360356/2768217.jpg?189" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%">GoldFall Necklace</div> </div></div>  <div ><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-thin " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a href='http://www.tamarpelzig.com/uploads/6/3/6/0/6360356/1255327_orig.jpg?183' rel='lightbox' onclick='if (!lightboxLoaded) return false'> <img src="http://www.tamarpelzig.com/uploads/6/3/6/0/6360356/1255327.jpg?183" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%">Poseidon Necklace</div> </div></div>  <div ><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-thin " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:10px;text-align:left"> <a href='http://www.tamarpelzig.com/uploads/6/3/6/0/6360356/3166872_orig.jpg?185' rel='lightbox' onclick='if (!lightboxLoaded) return false'> <img src="http://www.tamarpelzig.com/uploads/6/3/6/0/6360356/3166872.jpg?185" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%">Mars Necklace</div> </div></div>  ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Desiderata - by Max Ehrmann]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.tamarpelzig.com/1/post/2011/04/desiderata-by-max-ehrmann.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.tamarpelzig.com/1/post/2011/04/desiderata-by-max-ehrmann.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Thu, 07 Apr 2011 08:49:07 -0800</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.tamarpelzig.com/1/post/2011/04/desiderata-by-max-ehrmann.html</guid><description><![CDATA[Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may 		be in silence.   	 As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all 		persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to 		the dull and the ignorant, they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive 		persons, they are vexations to the spirit.   	 If you compare y [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph editable-text" style=" text-align: left; ">Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may 		be in silence. <br><br>  	 As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all 		persons. <br><span></span>Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to 		the dull and the ignorant, they too have their story. <br><span></span>Avoid loud and aggressive 		persons, they are vexations to the spirit. <br><br>  	 If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for 		always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. <br><span></span>Enjoy your 		achievements as well as your plans. <br><span></span>Keep interested in your own career, however 		humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. <br><br>  	 Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of 		trickery. <br><span></span>But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons 		strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. <br><span></span>Be yourself. 		Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love, for in the 		face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass. <br><br>  	 Take kindly to the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the 		things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. 		<br><span></span>But do not distress yourself with imaginings. <span></span>Many fears are born of fatigue 		and loneliness. <br><br>  	 Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child 		of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be 		here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding 		as it should. <br><br>  	 Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and 		whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep 		peace in your soul. <br><br>  	 With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful 		world. <br><br>  	 Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.<br><br>  	 (Max Ehrmann c.1920)<br><br> </div>  ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Project Faces]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.tamarpelzig.com/1/post/2011/03/project-faces.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.tamarpelzig.com/1/post/2011/03/project-faces.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sat, 05 Mar 2011 11:14:35 -0800</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.tamarpelzig.com/1/post/2011/03/project-faces.html</guid><description><![CDATA[Yeeeeessss!With the help of my father, I am starting a new actor-related artsy project that will be for now named 'Project Faces'. It is about exploring one's self by exploring one's face. sounds vague? good! I don't want to reveal too much of it... just wanted to share my excitement. :)   [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph editable-text" style=" text-align: left; ">Yeeeeessss!<br /><span>With the help of my father, I am starting a new actor-related artsy project that will be for now named 'Project Faces'.</span> It is about exploring one's self by exploring one's face. sounds vague? good! I don't want to reveal too much of it... just wanted to share my excitement. :)<br /><span></span><br /><span></span><br /></div>  ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[First Post!]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.tamarpelzig.com/1/post/2011/01/first-post.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.tamarpelzig.com/1/post/2011/01/first-post.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2011 15:00:17 -0800</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.tamarpelzig.com/1/post/2011/01/first-post.html</guid><description><![CDATA[Bloggin':~I'm a *virgin* at this, so kindly bare with me folks!Quote of the day: 'Happiness is WANTING WHAT YOU HAVE, not HAVING WHAT YOU WANT' (anonymous)~Monday afternoon. I am one minute staring at the snow outside my window and the next minute I  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph editable-text" style=" text-align: left; ">Bloggin':<br /><span>~I'm a *virgin* at this,</span> so kindly bare with me folks!<br /><span>Quote of the day: </span><br /><span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">'Happiness is WANTING WHAT YOU HAVE, not HAVING WHAT YOU WANT'</span> <br /><span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">(</span>anonymous)<br /><br /><span>~Monday afternoon. I am one minute staring at the snow outside my window and the next minute I am staring at my extremely fluffy cat Nunchuck that is having a bit of a needy day. and Yes, her name </span>really IS Nunchuck. Well, I am a gamer at heart...~ Gotta do some productive things and some rehearsin', but for the most part, this day is pretty peaceful. The sounds of my ghostly heater are the only drama happening right now. and it IS pretty dramatic.. it's like there are little tiny construction workers operating right inside the heater. banging. Kind of like African drum beat. Every once in a while, they take a break and the ghostly shrieks take over....~ BOO~<br /><br /><span>Here</span> this is what the Brooklyn Heights Promenade looks like these days...~Sigh~<br /><br /><span></span><br /></div><div ><div style="text-align: center;"><a><img src="http://www.tamarpelzig.com/uploads/6/3/6/0/6360356/1296508718.png" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:0;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"></div></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>

