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The Museum of Innocence web site offers these original keep sake cards, original book, or other items that may come forward in the near future exclusively. They are available no where else until such time as they may be offered in other marketing situations. You will be notified when it happens. The items for sale on this web site are the original art, writing, and designs of Therese Daniels and any other artist, poet, or writer who may be included in our collections.
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| Beaded heart necklace |
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| detail-agate heart & marcasite |
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| genuine rose quartz necklace |
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| All jewelry shown on this site is an original design and handcrated by Therese Daniels. The materials are all genuine precious and semi precious gems and the metals are as stated. Each piece is created once and not duplicated.
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I Cried Blood
by Therese Daniels
I Cried Blood is designed to to be your secret book to comfort, share, inspire, give you insight and courage to deal with your own or a loved one's experience of abuse. It is a computer generated hand published 8 1/2 x 11 collection of photos of the entire child abuse series of 20 paintings, poems, essays and commentaries by Therese Daniels in book form. (Some of the paintings from the series are on this web site.) Each original book will be individually printed and numbered especially for you by special order. Each one will be slightly different from any other one that is published as little changes are made to each one that is prepared for you. All books will be assembled with the photos on glossy paper and the text on special papers. Eventually like fine art prints, these editions of I Cried Blood may become collector's items. This book is Therese Daniel's way of reaching out to each of you, sharing her life and give you a big hug of love and encouragement.
I Cried Blood $500.00
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Your Choice of one or more from six Keep Sake Cards
Designed by Therese Daniels
$6.95 each
or all six for $29.95
Each card is 5 1/2" x 11" with a cover painting by
Therese Daniels and a poem from the book I Cried Blood
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| A Mother's Wish |
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| Break the Silence |
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| Murder, No Solution |
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| Our Children, Our Selves |
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| Please, Mommy, Don't Go to Work Any more |
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| Venice Beach, The Musical Crapshoot |
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Descriptions and mini excerpts from the poems in the cards
A Mother's Wish
This is a very loving poem from a mother to a child. It begins
I wish
I had a magic wand
To turn
your hurts into joys
Your dreams into reality
Break the Silence
The complete poem is of the first page of this site.
You can't make a mistake
If you tell your family
Admit it to your friends
Expose it to the halls
Murder, No Solution
The pain of being hurt and seeing your loved ones hurt is excrutiating. It is natural to want to murder the criminall who molested your child. But murder is no solution.
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You beat and hurt
Mother and me
And got away with it but
Molesting my daughter
Is the last straw
Bang, bang, bang
Our Children, Our Selves
Was originally written to be for the Kushite Raiders of Venice Beach California to become a Reggae song for an album they wanted to make called Save the Children. Life got hectic and they didn't get to do it.
Last year over 1,000,000 children disappeared
Last year over 1,000,000 were sexually abused
Other crimes may be greater than we feared
Is it any wonder our children are confused
Please, Mommy, Don't Go To Work, Anymore
This is a ballad about a little girl who is regularly beaten and molested by her father while her mother works and she is tryinng to understand her religious teachings why its happening to her.
A ray of sunshine
Spotlighted her pretty
8 year old face
She pretended to sleep
Listening for the sound
His departure
Venice Beach, The Musical Crapshoot
Venice Beach, California was a Mecca to artists and muscicians and people of all kinds.It was like a great big open air asyslum.
The music goes on
Lonely men seek lonely women
Together they listen to music
People gather around musicians
For a few magical moments
They awaken
Feel alive
Because
The music plays
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