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the various and sundry creations of sylvus tarn
Two dragons go to Lunch with a Unicorn
or, humor I get.

Lewis Wilson is easy to spot, given his height, big grey and white beard, and of course, his grey topper. His beads just seem to get bigger and bigger, and are now larger than some small purses. As I've mentioned he's very production oriented—his dichro spirals, which he also demoed, seem to be popular pendants.

And I have to admit I liked the theme of his piece: two dragons munching on a unicorn. He was inspired, he said, by all those sweet tourist groupings of glass unicorns—you know the ones I mean: those family groupings of three, mommy, daddy and baby, their horns, manes, tails and hooves possibly painted gold. Ugh!

I invented rejiquari when unicorns got to be too sweet for words, during their fluffy purple pastel stage, so I knew exactly where he was coming from. Of course, any unicorn worth its salt would be stabbing said dragons with its horn and kicking them with those sharp cloven hooves, but these are tourist unicorns.

Fair enough.


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