Go ahead. Figure that one out if you can. No peeking. Just what is a
feminine ornament? So many directions in which to go. So little time
to go there. Shall we proceed?
It is not only an ornament used to convey a diffuse image of
femininity and the skills of the jeweler's primitive art... but it is
also an ornament represented in the tombs of warriors of that time. I
do not have the exact year. I am estimating medieval times. perhaps
circa sixth century A. D.
I am gleaning from the meager I have at my disposal that
this ornament was found ensconced in a grave--containing a multitude
of warriors--which was also filled with a variety of valuables of
richly decorated gold and silver artifacts.
I digress. Some of you may have noticed I do this upon occasion. I
digress to say that every time I attempt to translate from the
Italian references of an image I find impressive. I swear upon the
head of the Holy Jewel of Jewels that I will never do it again. And
yet. the fates suck me in. as they are often wont to do. and I am
inevitably drawn into a swirling eddy of golden artifacts and
incomprehensible Latin-based words as I try to muddle my way to the
surface to catch a breath of air lest I drown in the rip-tides of
precious metals. But I survive to muddle again another day.
So. this crescent-shaped ornament embossed with geometric motifs and
decorations is definitely reminiscent of a female's face. But the
tendrils on the sides. are they snouts as my translations intimate
they might be? And the face that I call female. is it that or is a
feline of some sort? Also. I do not know what this ornament is for.
The hilt of a sword perhaps? A decoration for a saddle? A hair
adornment? A mask? A doo-dad to sit atop a computer screen for
Or is it just a Thing. the product of a creative meandering mind
guiding a skilled hand to produce a golden object whose only purpose
is to confuse the minds of the discoverers of the Thing who will one
day muse and intellectualize this masterpiece and make of it more
than it was originally meant to be.
Oh how I wish William F. Buckley was still around. He would take the
befuddled thinking that surrounded this piece and turn that thinking
into a quagmire of total incomprehensible pap that would stand
proudly in the forefront of the intellectual elite as they raised the
banner of the image high above their heads and marched proudly down
Fifth Avenue proclaiming their own wisdom and insight.
Alas. he's gone. And as refuge I can only say I like this strange
piece. whatever it is. And I hope you like it too. Perhaps it's an
image of an intelligent alien that once came upon this earth for a
quick visit--just to say hello--and then hightailed it the hell off
this planet filled with peculiar and incomprehensible beings. You
And now it's time for the unveiling. for the viewing as it were. Are
you all ready. Here we go.
You know where. Home page: tyler-adam.com. Left hand menu. Click on
And there ya have it. That's it for this week folks.
Catch you all next week.