Feeding War Horse some Nails !

Blessings of Love and Happiness

We wish to wish Kaori and Takahiro a beautiful wedding day. Alex made custom silver rings based on the Angelic drawing shown in the background for their wedding this weekend.

Happy Wedding

Takahiro and Kaori!!!!!

Alex Streeter does Dallas

Alex Streeter is now carried in Dallas Texas, at The Shining, on North Henderson. Check it out ya'll.

War Horse at the League of Steam

Alex rode out to the Old Tucson western movie set for the Steampunk convention .. with the head of War Horse.

War Horse carried the day and received much acclaim of mutual admirations with the exchange of posed photo shoot outs...

Dry Gulch at the Museum

Constructed from a singe sheet of rusty tin , and the bones of a Sahuaro Cactus, The Dry Gulch Skull now greets all visitors, night and day at the entrance to the Tucson, Arizona Museum and Giftshop...

Quest for the Sacred Heart

1971. Kismet ( Fate) finds me living behind a Gypsy Parlor, formerly an ancient cigar store of immigrant pedigree. nestled in the land of early Soho’s cast iron palaces . To fill this little store with silver work, I begin. From my hands fly the first design; a fulsome heart carried on silver wings… inspired by the Sufi symbol and Rick Griffen’s flying eyeball, it is an insignia for the Airborne Love Force !

This little heart serves at marriages, memorials, birthdays, and has been given for decades to girlfriends, daughters, worn by Divas and Sweeties. At last exhausted , the heart was taken to Istanbul, Turkey to renew production . Left for years in the Byzantine catacombs of my Gold Caster Murad { ex-paratrooper and champion bowler} calls were made from Uncle Joe, my life-long metal caster in new york to Murad, and the mission was set… only a face to face return transfer of an original could be made according to the culture of the Grand Bazaar.

Armed with two vintage bowling shirts and contacting agent Lily Streeter at our rooftop hotel, we set of for the heart, past the Turkish cisterns of Medusa, the Disneyland spires of The Sultan Ahmet Mosque and down the quarried stone streets to the Grand Bazaar. Still there above the doorway the sign “ Kismet” were the worn steps up to the factory. Three-cheek Turkish kisses and Green Tea greeted us at the top floor, with a look at pots of Murad’s glowing molten gold. Then the silver heart was pulled from seas of castings and I held it again after a lost ten years and forty years later… So, with the heart’s return to New York City, it’s life is renewed to continue on the necks and fingers of dear ones worldwide.