Wronged Objects ~~ Sadness

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Dec 4, 2014

Wronged Objects

If your furniture, appliances, and other inanimate objects at home had feelings and emotions, to which item would you owe the biggest apology?

Grandma Eva Sophronia Gordon Palmer — Grandmother Music Sewing Box

Grandmother Eva’s Music Sewing Box

Eva Sophronia Gordon Palmer — Grandmother Music Sewing Box

Pictured is my Grandmother’s musical sewing box. When opened it plays an instrumental “Let Me Call You Sweetheart.” I would guess this was a popular song in 1919 when she was wed to my Grandfather William Palmer. She passed away when I was around 5 or 6 so I don’t know if she brought this musical sewing box with her into the marriage or my Grandfather gifted it to her at one point during their marriage. I do know that when she passed away my Dad, her son Edward G. Palmer inherited it. Then when my Dad died in 1995 it became mine. Before she married my Grandmother was a Milliner.

Because I was so young when she left the body I never really got to know her well. My memories of my Grandmother Eva are few and faint. Growing dimmer as time passes yet sometimes flashes of her being enter my mind. Her musical sewing box remains a point of connection between us. Every time I touch the box or turn it upside down to wind the key so that I may once again hear it’s wonderful musical refrain sometimes I sense a touch of sadness. Sadness from the box because it is no longer touched, held or played on a regular basis anymore. Sadness of missing it’s original owner. Wondering in fear what will happen when it’s current owner ~~ me passes from time into eternity.

Lately I’ve heard the box call out to me. Perhaps a part of my Grandmother’s spirit still resides within. Maybe through this precious musical sewing box she still calls out to me that during her lifetime she had many Sweethearts. Her parents. My Grandfather, all her children including the two boys lost to polio, my Dad who was nicknamed Precious because he was the only boy to survive. Her grandchildren.

So I vow to open and play you more often. I Love you Sweetheart. Not to worry I shall make provision for you. You are forever Precious in my sight.

The Mills Brothers recorded their version of the song in the year I was born 1959.

THE MILLS BROTHERS – SING BARBERSHOP HARMONIES

Eva Sophronia Gordon Palmer -- Grandmother — Paternal Grandmother Eva Sophronia Gordon Palmer

Alice in Ghettoland ~~ Depending or Not!

On March 23, 2016 By dancingpalmtreesIn Alice in Ghettoland, Brooklyn, DeBorah, DeBorah Ann Palmer, Uncategorized7 Comments

This post is not for the overly sensitive! This is DeBorah Raw & Uncut!

Ladies and Gents. Boys and Girls. Welcome to another addition of Alice in Ghettoland!

If you’re a Member of the Club for the Politically Correct please turn the channel now so as not to be offended. In Living Color ain’t got nothing on me!

Now time for still more WTF New York moments. Guy on the street corner selling adult diapers for $2.00. I declined his offer. According to the Bodega owner he had just gotten out of the hospital and was selling his Brand X Depends. Now if the hospital gave you the diapers upon discharge apparently you need them? Am I right? Yes of course I am. As Always.

Now back to your regularly scheduled Wonder bread programs.

Goodnight Children.

What Price Beauty or Fame?

On March 22, 2016 By dancingpalmtreesIn Camera, DeBorah, DeBorah Ann Palmer, House of Ganesha Zen Garden Created and Photographed by DeBorah Ann Palmer., Kehinde Wiley, Photographs, Photography, Stephen, Stephen Vincent Palmer, The Daily Post, Uncategorized4 Comments

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Mar 22, 2016

DAILY PROMPT

Price

What Price Beauty or Fame?

As many of you may know I work as a Security Officer in a museum so I am Blessed to be surrounded by Beautiful Works of Art all day long. No matter which wing or section of the museum I am posted I always find artworks with limitless intrinsic value.

One of the many repetitive questions I get from museum visitors is “What is the most expensive painting/artwork in the museum?” At first I was puzzled that one could be in a gallery full of Rembrandts, Vermeers, Caravaggio’s, John Singer Sargent, Manet, Monet, Degas or any of many gifted artists and seek only to know a price tag! Well since I’ve now been working at the museum for eight years I’m used to the question and no longer offended. Still a bit puzzled but I suppose for some people it is human nature to want to know the cost. I explain to the visitors that most of the artworks are donated to the museum, there are some purchases but very few.

I am not an artist. At least not a visual artist in that respect. Many of my fellow guards are artists. I highly respect them and artists throughout all ages and eras. I admit to being a late blooming photographer and a frenetic writer! I often introduce myself as a Writer masquerading as a museum security guard!!

Being possessed of a sensitive nature I absorb what’s around me. My favorite art in the museum are paintings. I feel paintings speak to me. They tell me a story. Even landscapes and still lifes have some tale to impart to the viewer. Since my job can be monotonous and boring in between patron queries I allow the paintings to tell me their stories. Also as the Tour Guides and Docents introduce various genres of art and artists to the visiting public I’m there soaking up their wisdom like a sponge. Many times when I get home I’ll listen to art classes and studies which are readily available on YouTube. When I can I may purchase a book or catalog on a specific exhibit or artist who has taken my fancy.

Many of these artists were not appreciated, famous or in some cases able to make a decent living via their art. Most only gained fame long after their deaths. Some who became famous during their lifetimes did not necessarily have happy lives.

One of the best things about working for a museum in New York is that my ID card enables me to get into any New York City museum for FREE!! So all those trips to various museums you have read about cost me nothing except for the food and any item I purchase from the gift shops.

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CEE’S ODD BALL PHOTO CHALLENGE: 2016 WEEK 12

On March 21, 2016March 22, 2016 By dancingpalmtreesIn Camera, Cee's Odd ball Photo Challenge, Cee's Oddball Photo Challenge, CEE’S ODD BALL PHOTO CHALLENGE: 2016 WEEK 12, DeBorah, DeBorah Ann Palmer, Photo Challenge, Photographs, Photography, Uncategorized3 Comments

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CEE’S ODD BALL PHOTO CHALLENGE: 2016 WEEK 12

Off The Wall

On March 18, 2016 By dancingpalmtreesIn DeBorah, DeBorah Ann Palmer, Freedom, Off The Wall - MICHAEL JACKSON '1979, retirement, Shelf, Uncategorized3 Comments

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Mar 17, 2016

DAILY PROMPT

Shelf

“Gotta leave that 9-5 up on the Shelf and just enjoy yourself.”

Spring 2018 I will put the 9-9 (my work hours) up on the Shelf permanently. No more answering to merciless bosses and endless hours of overtime trying to make ends meet.

Looking forward to a future with limitless time for myself, my brother Stephen and my true passions in life! More Free time to write, improve my photography skills by taking classes, and Travel!! Sleep anytime and as much as I want! Free to meet up with friends, socialize, join a gym and pursue a fitness program. Free to be Me!!