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Last update 4/16/2010

Michigan Witches Ball 2010

I am very excited to be a sponsor for this great event! To find out more about one of Michigan's best parties, click the link above.


All sales are now being handled through my Etsy shop: www.splendidfish.etsy.com
Click on the link above to see what is currently available.
Don't worry, friends, it's still me behind the scenes!


I've added a new section called

Gods, Heroes, and a Couple of Regular Guys:
Corbin's Tall Tales

When I create a new piece
of design work, it often happens that they come, much like a baby with a silver spoon in it's mouth, bearing a story. Unfortunately, when I sell a piece, the story is sometimes lost with it. I've decided to collect these stories into a section all
their own, for your enjoyment.

Enjoy them!


Don't forget to click on the BLUE WORDS anywhere on this site to enter
new worlds of mythic imagination.

The Old Lady with the Lynx' Eye


Copyright 2010 - B. de Corbin and Splendid Fish Studio

The Old Ldy with the Lynx' Eye
The town where I live was built up during the big logging boom in the late 1800’s. The promise of grueling work for low pay drew strange wanderers from the less settled and more isolated parts of Europe. This town, like so many others here in Northern Michigan, started with a few scattered homesteads carved into the wilderness here and there, and, as time went by, the town grew up and swallowed these homesteads one by one.

The last of these to go had stood isolated on the very edge of our town for as long as anybody could remember. It was surrounded by dark, overhanging oaks and pines, with a few overgrown shrubs (dogwoods, if I remember correctly) up under the eaves. Local legends name the place, if not exactly haunted, then, at least, somewhat peculiar.

Until recently an old woman lived there. Nobody knew exactly when she came, where she came from, or who she was, although there were rumors about her and the strange lights that were reported to flash from the locality of her little cabin on nights when the moon was full. However, since I’m not the kind of guy who repeats rumors, I’ll be silent about them here…

Of course, one day she died. Without any known heirs or family, her house was sold, and what few possessions she was found to have had were auctioned off. The house is gone now, replaced by the ubiquitous plastic filled fast food restaurants so common these days, and all that remains of this tall tale is that old lady’s Victorian Lynx Eye Necklace…

I have two of these (so OK, maybe there were two old ladies… uh… one on the East side of town, and one on the West side… yeah… that’s it…)...

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