Raccoon mojo

Penis bones.  Baculum.  Texas Toothpicks.  Mojo Moneymakers.  Amazing little things, except when you factor in the size of a raccoon they may not seem so little, measuring in at about 5″.  Plenty of animals have bones in their penises, although this was news to me two years ago when I stumbled upon the lore of the Racoon Baculum in Melissa Milgrom’s book Still Life in which she mentions passing one onto a friend who was trying to conceive (It worked).  Apparently this bone, when worn as an amulet, is believed to bring baby mojo.  It also just helps folks get laid in general apparently.  I think this may be true of all penis bones but the raccoons have a good deal of lore about them which is actually quite fun to, er, bone up on.  AHHHHHH I couldn’t resist sorry. Seriously though, dig this video I found called “Magical Testicle Montage

For more background on the myth of a raccoon’s unparalleled reproductive organs, check out this blog post on The Palmetto Bug blog:

RACCOONTANG AND THE TEXAS TOOTHPICK

 

Aside from hyper-sensitive paw pads and the penchant for oral sex, raccoons are notable for their beautiful penis bones.  They’re elegantly shaped with a slight barb at the end, which I have covered in filigree and topped with a genuine swarovski-set Amethyst.

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This particular piece is already sold but I have more bones coming.  If you’re familiar with me or my writing, you know I dig on the magic vibes so this new line of baculum art is way fun for me.  I’ll let you know if the recipient to this item gets preggo too, in case that’s something you’re interested in.  According to that Palmetto article, they’re good for gambling luck when wrapped in a ten-dollar bill. I’ll try that with a fox boner and report back to you.

filigre detail

It’s Anne with an E and Dream Catcher with a bit of magic.

 

I’m not sure what possessed me the other day but whilst completely on autopilot I made this dream catcher:

 

It’s not unlike me to make dream-catchers, and I’m posting this on my site as well so potential clients have an idea about the scope of my skill set but this is so unlike the typical Diamond Tooth  style that I’m not afraid to say I was possessed….

by  Anne of Green Gables.

Does anyone else remember that series of books from childhood?  I read them all.  Anne was my hero.  I admired her cool differences that set her apart from the typical prairie crowd, and her boyish toughness and confidence.  I wanted to be like her so badly; I didn’t even see that I already had my own cool differences and was indeed, quite tough.  What I wound up projecting was an unsure and contrived version of a misfit when all I had to do was just be myself.

UGH adolescence.  If you know someone in the throes of this truly bizarre stage of life or are going through it yourself, I would love to hug you and tell you that most adults (and other kids for that matter) are very stupid, brainwashed and insecure so just listen to your heart because it will get better…in 15 years.  It’s a long time to wait but trust me.  You’ve got a long life to live.

 

So maybe I was channeling this longing I had to reconnect with this book series that held such prime real estate in my heart throughout my tweens and early teens and that’s how I can explain the pink floral print fabric making up the bulk of this piece.  The material itself is actually older than I know; it was passed onto me from the collection of my friend’s grandmother when she passed some years ago.  I took it, not ever really imagining myself making something with this…pink stuff…but feeling a soul tug just the same.  My grandmother was a skilled seamstress and I love using her old pins and threads and trying to pick up on her energy from these objects.

Dream-catchers are such great opportunities for me to incorporate pieces from my found-on-the-street collection, like the crystal above (from a real antique chandelier) and this key.  I like to imagine the history of these objects calling out to be combined with one another and I’m just blindly obeying their wishes.  When  a project comes completely out of autopilot like this one, it’s hard for me to believe otherwise.

This skull was gifted to me from a friend who picked it up on a hike.  Who knows how this doe lived and died?  Humbly and anonymously, like most prairie-folk I imagine (OK I know I’m getting really cheesy).

I also incorporated some scraps of squirrel fur from one of my first attempts at taxidermy.  I suppose subconsciously I was really trying to reconnect with my 12-year-old self…

It’s weird, I remember thinking when I was a kid that being an adult would suck so much because all the gown-ups I met told me to “enjoy your childhood!  Before you know it its gone!”

Despite all that heaping unsolicited advice,  I still couldn’t wait to be me, now.  I’m finally the person I wanted to be for so long and it’s like I knew this as a kid and felt nothing but angst for being stuck inside that kid body and mind.  Did any of you feel that way?

I have a bag of vertebrae bones which were also a gift from a friend.  These bones bear a particular significance to me since I had a piece of my back removed years ago to correct an issue with my spine.  It still blows my mind that us humans can be opened up like rag dolls and have bits added and subtracted but that’s a post for another time.  Needless to say though, my back is a very important possession of mine, possibly my favorite one.  Also my parents paid a shit ton of money for it. Thanks Mom and Dad!

 

Finally, no piece would be complete without a dose of chicken from my boys on the farm so here’s a little tail feather for ya:

So who is this dream-catcher for?  Do you know them?  It’s not for me, and I want it to find its rightful owner.  This thing has powers and it will protect the right soul from nightmares.  Please help me find them?

And just a FYI: I love making these.  Custom orders would be graciously accepted.

 

Sweet Dreams.

 

Eye of Newt and Toe of Frog…

And pics of talons on my blog!

Feast your eyes, lovies, all of these voodoo talons are up for grabs!

 

Here’s a two tiered chicken talon, appx 8″:

 

 

Up next is a very large (apprx 9″) specimen clutching a functional Barbie locket.  Perfect vehicle for love letters, or BFF notes…

 

 

 

Here we have a chicken claw holding a rainbow crystal charm.

 

It was difficult to catch the sparkles in the gem but this blurry shot kind of captures it:

 

Here we have a sweet little campy claw with a vintage beaded earring.

Again, I lit the piece from underneath to catch the razzle dazzle of the gem- this foot has a large CZ in its grasp:

 

A more vintagey looking talon holding an antique earring with metal globe details:

 

Fancy some chicken of the sea?  How about a chicken holding some pearly shells, with fur and pheasant detail?

 

Chicken with rabbit fur poof:

 

Chicken with mink fur poof:

 

Here’s a not so common specimen with low reaching feathers growing down to its toes:

 

Want to be more charming?  This talon comes with beads and a fully functional locket on the small side, but could certainly hold a tablet of something magical…

Chicken, chicken, DUCK!

 

Metal horns, anyone?

 

Last and never least: my treasured Skeksie talon.  I lied earlier when I said these were all up for grabs; this one has been sold and is shipping out to NY later today.

 

 

If you see something you like, please email me directly at diamondtoothtaxidermest@gmail.com.  Otherwise they will all be posted on my etsy shop and website tomorrow.

And I’m TALON You…

Time has been skipping and speeding up quite magically over here at Diamond Tooth.  Maybe I’m not tapping into the voodoo magic of these new chicken talon charms correctly; it would be behoove me to figure out how to slow things down a bit.

Perhaps you’ll have more luck.  Behold a slew of new charms; photographed yesterday, while the remaining batch continues to cure on the vine.

Large talon with vintage locket

Fully functional locket whose photo would YOU slip in?

Large talon with original ID cuff still in tact

Small talon with real jade stone

Large mega-feathered talon with glass bead

Look at those feathers!

Medium talon with vintage pink sparkle charm.

Medium talon with antique unicorn charm

 

Although I have no magic training and make no claims about the voodoo potency of these charms, I’m a firm believe that teh energy I’m putting into these pieces (and all my creations for that matter) can only bring positive vibrations to the recipient.  It’s the same concept as never serving food to someone when you’re angry for fear of poisoning them.  Bad vibrations, man.  Just for fun:

“The chicken foot is traditionally used in Southern rootwork and “New World Voodoo” (ie, New Orleans Voodoo) for protection with an undercurrent of “scratching back” against those people, entities, or energies that would harm you.”

I’m a believer.

All of these feature chains ending in a lobster claw fastener, to easily secure it to your necklace, hair doodle, rearview mirror, purse, window, etc.  If any of them strike your fancy, don’t hesitate.  Your voodoo charm is waiting for YOU!

Paws down, the best charm in town.

I recently was contacted by a lovely gal in Alberta, Canada about a custom rabbit’s foot charm.  While I have been thinking about making these for over a year now (it seems so obvious), it took this request to get the ball rolling.  Now I’m excited to get more into production as they can be carried for good luck or hung from key chain, necklace, anything to be touched or held in times of stress, with the pleasant knowledge that every part of this creature was used.

While working on this piece, I did some light research (read: plugged the term “rabbit foot charm” into a search engine) and found out that the rabbit’s foot served as a talisman way back in 600 BC when the Celts carried them as good luck charms.  There are specifications as to just what can count as a good luck amulet (according to Wikipedia):

  • First, not any foot from a rabbit will do: it is the left hind foot of a rabbit that is useful as a charm.
  • Second, not any left hind foot of a rabbit will do; the rabbit must have been shot or otherwise captured in a cemetery.
  • Third, at least according to some sources, not any left hind foot of a rabbit shot in a cemetery will do: the phase of the moon is also important. Some authorities say that the rabbit must be taken in the full moon, while others hold instead that the rabbit must be taken in the new moon. Some sources say instead that the rabbit must be taken on a Friday, or a rainy Friday, or Friday the 13th. Some sources say that the rabbit should be shot with a silver bullet, while others say that the foot must be cut off while the rabbit is still alive.

There is also the belief that rabbits are shape-shifting creatures which are actually witches.  So a rabbit’s foot sourced under the conditions described above is actually the foot of a witch.

SO COOL!

Here is an absolutely gorgeous example of an old timey Victorian Rabbit’s foot charm:

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(Brilliant!)

 

While the foot I used is actually the front left foot of a rabbit that I’m betting was not shot in a cemetery, I believe  in taking the old rituals/lore and infusing them with new energy.  All my work is saturated with thought and emotion; I like to think that I’m filling each piece with positive energy which will then benefit whomever receives it.  And I actually admire witches so I hope this rabbit wasn’t a shape-shifting lady…or else I fed her to my cats!  Trippy thought, cats eating witches.

 

 

 

 

The Year of the Cat

 

Well, it almost took a year. It was a hot Summer day, I believe, when S, my client (not sure if she’s want her name used here so I’ll just stick to a one letter initial) called me and requested I pick up her recently departed best feline friend.   Someday when I have more articulate thoughts running through my mind I’ll delve into all the emotional trappings of pet taxidermy, but for now I’ll keep it brief.  It’s awkward and sad, picking up the deceased member of a family.  I feel clumsy and don’t know what to do with my hands.  I feel guilty if I find something funny.  It’s a kind of turmoil, and the only thing that helps me through it is admitting that I feel awkward and weird and moving on from there.  I feel like I’m connecting with people whom I’ve barely known on a level so deep and raw that it’s like hitting a nerve out of nowhere.

But I do know S.  I’ve been getting to know her. She’s a delightfully sensitive and wonderful being, with what I suspect is a morbid sense of humor but I haven’t seen it quite yet.

Anyway, meet her cat:

Poor baby was sick for a while and had received some kind of shot or treatment, hence the shaved arms.  Aside from that she was a beautiful specimen.  It took me forever to get the form down; it was basically hand sculpted over the entire period of time.  I refrained from too much embellishment as I knew S might want to add her own personal touches.  For no particular reason I incorporated a crystal ball for her to lean on, as though she were showing S the future from the other side.

 

I want to hear purring when I look at this photo.  Lets not ever forget how magical cats are.

I figured a pillow would be a suitable base, as she is a regal creature.  And I guess that’s it.  I’m tired and need to be on a plane in a few hours.  More on this shortly, when I have my wits about me.

Stick it.

 

Recently one of my favorite clients commissioned me to create several custom pieces for her, one of which being two pairs of talon hair sticks: one for her and the second pair as a birthday gift for one of my other favorite clients.  These two gals are so fun to design for because they just tell me what they want and let me go.  They trust me, and enjoy what I create.  It inspires confidence when people have faith in me.

One set is crafted from a pair of feet formerly belonging to the black rooster I skinned a while back to make a hat out of.  I just remembered I need to photograph the hat; it’s really quite smashing.  Anyway, the spurs on this cock’s legs are a force to be reckoned with and I got such a good energy from this specimen that I really wanted to use it for this project.

The foot itself is mounted on a stick I sharpened and textured myself, and accentuated with rabbit fur and feathers of peacock and rooster.  The talons themselves are treated to a glossy pearlescent coat of color.

The second pair is slightly larger in size; I used pheasant feet and from there it’s basically la meme chose as the first pair.

I used repurposed mink fur with pheasant feathers this time around.

And that’s that.  I’m eager to see how they look on the ladies as they both are quite striking women with full heads of thick black hair.

As usual, thanks to Jim Coughlin for taking such consistently awesome photos of my work.

Philly confidential: Happy Birthday, Shannah!