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"I'll have one crystal gavel please. Oh, yes, without baggage. Thank you." 2009-11-02
By John Hayes (Tuscaloosa, AL)
After the years of scrolling through all the hoopla of the internet and mundaneness of everyday window shopping, I finally found it. It was actually available and ready for me to purchase: The Godinger Crystal Gavel I always wanted and dreamed of! So I did it. I bought the gavel and had it overnighted to my home. I was never more excited for a gift that I gave to myself before this one. It was so shiny; so magnificent in its glow like no other gavel my eyes had ever laid eyes on and it was all mine... so I thought. I tell you people, beware of this "crystal" beauty that says so much with its loud BOOM when she hits the wooden podium. For if you look close enough, you can see right through this deceitful little thing. Little did I know, it came with four more smaller versions of itself. I was never more disappointed. Everywhere I tried to go, those little gavels had to come with us without a doubt. "I want to go to court today" they would say with little hits against anything they could get their little over sized gavel heads on. I hate to say it, but I had to let the gavel and its four spitting images go into some other, more patient jeweler's home. Have fun with the gavel... and it's mini duplicates.
"May cause death." 2009-11-01
By L. R. Anders
Well you see, I bought this crystal gavel originally for my new house that I had just gotten with my boyfriend of the time. My boyfriend's parents were going to come by and see the house for the first time. Of course I wanted it to look nice. And grown-up. And sophisticated, and all those other colorful traits that adults claim we need when we spread our wings and take on the "real world." I thought to myself, how to be more sophisticatedly colorful than with this crystal gavel, regally perched on my mantle. My crystal gavel, sitting there, for all the world to see; an emblem of my leaving the nest and growing up.
I got the crystal gavel on a Friday, only three days after ordering it (very snappy service). I was so excited! I showed my boy-toy and we carefully set it up on the mantle for all the world to see. It looked so important up there and it made me feel older and official. We couldn't wait for his parents to come see our new house!
Friday night we ran through the house one final time, straightening throw pillows and making sure that the curtains hung just right. The boy's parents were coming Saturday morning and everything had to be just right. As we spooned in the bed I kept getting this creepy feeling. It was the kind where I was overwhelmed by a sense of someone watching us but the boy assured me that I was imagining it. Then. There it was. A whine issued from a stair or floorboard. Then a clanking noise, a clinking and a clanking. By this time the boy-toy was out cold, so I just snuggled deeper into his chest and willed myself to fall asleep. I was absolutely not getting up to go and look. I've seen the horror movies where dumb girls subject themselves to meaningless deaths because they're overly curious. I am not overly curious. I wish I had been.
Saturday morning is a blur. I woke up to a grisly scene of blood and a pile of mush where my boyfriend used to be. I ran to the bathroom, threw up and then called the police. What we discovered is unnerving. Beneath my boyfriend's pillow was an barely legible arrow, scratched onto a piece of paper. It pointed towards my previously unnoticed cracked window. Walking out onto my balcony, I looked down onto the pavement below and there was my sophisticated gavel, shattered into pieces.
It's hard to believe, but the gavel was the cause of my boyfriend's death. Too bad there was no warning on the label.
"Tonight's the Night of the crystal gavel" 2009-10-27
By Alfred B. Booth
Looking at the crystal gavel reminds me of something Shakey taught me
which is, everything's cheaper than it looks. This philosophy was born
during his Ditch Trilogy period. Essentially, he attached his early success and
fame to one-sided explorations. For example, one can easily hear Heart of Gold
and imagine that John Denver might have written such a lightweight song.
It might be interesting to perform an experiment in which a subject is exposed
to a medium and then asked to select from a group of expensive objects or cheap
objects. Perhaps Shakey's reaction to his success was to challenge this concept
by daring an audience to follow him in to The Ditch, as he called it. I interpret the
songs from these albums as bare and fragile emotional train wrecks, but simultaneously
useful and beautiful. I suspect what draws people to the crystal gavel is the same
thing that draws me to The Ditch.
"A wonderful nightmare" 2009-10-26
By Madison Langston
When I finally held the crystal gavel in my hands I felt as if I was holding a piece of crystal that held the answers to the universe. It was as if I was staring at the love child of Baudrillard and Bowie. I was overcome with joy, and decided it would inspire my graduate thesis. The crystal gavel remained on my desk throughout my dissertation. It provided me with hope, and motivation to keep writing regardless of how ridiculous my dissertation started to become. My professors began to tell me that my ideas weren't quite fitting together correctly, but the crystal gavel told me otherwise. Late at night it helped me string together words in ways I would have never imagined. I stopped sleeping and started spending all my time with the crystal gavel; I was hoping it would provide me with more of its intelligence. And of course it did. It never let me down. I ended up leaving grad school and spending a few months in the local mental health facility. But I've returned home to my faithful crystal gavel.
""Searchin' My Soul" No More!" 2009-10-22
By A. Moore
Thanks to this beauty, I have completed the six-year enterprise of assembling a beatific homage to the zenith of American judicial proceedings: Ally McBeal. Ever since I heard tell of the show's demise back in 2002, I decided it was imperative to give a second life to the benevolent force which had buoyed me through the nineties and my second divorce. I have recreated a courtroom scene, made entirely of fine objects and materials. I have elevated this gone-but-never-forgotten series to the status of high art. Within the judge's marble stand, the dancing baby is carved in bas relief. Callista Flockhart's hair shimmers in brilliant goldleaf. Vonda Shephard plays at one of those awesome glass pianos and every figure is clothed in varying shades of crushed velvet. Except, of course, for my statuettes of Jane Krakowski, Lucy Liu, and Portia de Rossi. They are all naked, as necessitated by their positioning as the three Graces. However, for a long time it seemed that some special, essential something was missing. No longer! This gorgeous little gavel is absolutely perfect. Believe me when I say it is THE WATTLE of my project. I tell you, Auguste Rodin would weep at such a shrine! It is especially fitting that I complete my work just as the series is *finally* released on dvd in North America. Thanks to the resolution of all those music licensing issues and Godinger's Crystal Gavel, I feel as though this era of my life is complete. With such an appropriation, no one will ever doubt the genius of David E. Kelly ever again!
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