The Modestly Spooky Dining Room

Though my vacation did not end up being very relaxing or reinvigorating, interesting things did happen.  One of them was that the dining room finally has stuff on the walls.  And it is perfect.  Just perfect.  I love it.  Wanna see?

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To the left is a painting that my great-grandma Teck painted.  She read palms.  That hutch is my Grandma A.’s.  Her mother read tea leaves.  The china in it is the china Teckla left me.  The poster on the right is this great piece I first tried to win over at Mrs. B’s and then finally broke down and bought.  Then, on the far right is the single tarot card.

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And then there is the amazing mirror my parents brought down ages ago, which is finally hung.  More on that in a minute.

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Here’s the poster up close.  The artist, Emily Balivet, has an Etsy shop and all her stuff is really incredible.  This is just the one that I couldn’t do without.

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I became a pagan because, once I started getting good at reading tarot cards, I got The Hanged Man in almost every reading I did.  I started reading about various interpretations of what the Hanged Man means and somewhere along the way I came across “I know I hung on the windswept tree nine whole nights” and it was just that lightning moment, where you know you’re hearing words that are going to mean something to you for a long time.  I’m tickled to have him hanging around in honor of that.

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Here’s a close-up of the mirror.  As you may recall, I really find mirrors in general to be creepy and I don’t normally like having them in my house.  But a mirror that is already creepy?  Somehow a creepy mirror negates the general creepiness of mirrors and a creepy mirror is always welcome in my house.  This mirror goes on top of a dresser.  Which dresser it goes on top of is unknown, but one that is probably still rattling around the family someplace.

What’s going on here is that this mirror is from back in the day, when they painted silver on the back of glass.  And the mirror is so old and has been knocking around in so many different basements that the silver is starting to tarnish and now you can see the brushmarks left by the person (man, I’m assuming) who hand-made this mirror.

I just love that.

4 thoughts on “The Modestly Spooky Dining Room

  1. SoBe, I have stared at that picture in that room and, in person, it looks utterly straight. I don’t know how to explain it, if it’s the way I’m sitting taking the picture, if I just can’t see it crooked in real life, or if the dining room has already started acting creepy just because it looks a little that way now.

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